Mu Jingnan flashed a playful smile, glancing at her, and noticed the nervousness and apprehension in her eyes that she tried so hard to hide but couldn't.
He reached out and tilted her chin, "Why are you nervous?"
"I'm afraid you'll make a joke out of me." Feng Yushu shrugged nonchalantly, "We agreed, we're in a partnership, a marriage of mutual convenience. You can't make me lose face today."
"Hmm."
Although his response was rather nonchalant, Feng Yushu chose to trust him.
"Little Miss, what are you doing here?"
Outside the door, Chen Xun's voice could be heard.
Little Nuomi's soft and spoiled voice carried a touch of being pampered, "Can't Little Nuomi come?"
"Of course, that's not what I meant—it's just that Second Young Master is with Miss Feng right now..."
Little Nuomi pushed Chen Xun with both hands, "Uncle Chen, move away, you're blocking Little Nuomi!"
"Chen Xun, back off," Mu Jingnan said coldly.
Chen Xun immediately stepped aside, "Yes, Second Young Master."
