Chapter 1620

Throughout the journey, Ye Heng'an remained stone-faced and silent. No matter how Mu Nuan tried—offering him water at a red light, massaging his arm, deploying every trick in her playbook—nothing could coax a single word from him. As they arrived at their apartment building, Mu Nuan looped her arm through his with a playful grin. "Have you eaten yet? How about I cook for you tonight?" Ye Heng'an shot her a glance but still refused to speak. She had resigned herself to being ignored for the rest of the evening—until the moment they stepped inside. Without warning, he pinned her against the wall and kissed her fiercely. Mu Nuan nearly laughed. *If I’d known this was all it took, I would’ve kissed him in the car.* Just as she wrapped her arms around his neck to kiss him back, he abruptly pulled away, his expression dark. "So the gigolo was better than me?" Mu Nuan frowned, exasperated. "Hannah, you’ve got it all wrong. I *swear* I didn’t hire—ugh, fine, if I’m lying, I’m a dog." Ye Heng'a