Autumn passes and winter comes; Ye Anxin welcomes the first heavy snow since marrying Mu Beiting.
Ye Anxin stands beside the floor-to-ceiling window of the president's office in the Mu Building, staring at the snowy scene outside in a daze.
Mu Beiting finishes his work, stands up, and slowly walks behind her, wrapping his arms around her slender waist, resting his chin habitually on her shoulder.
Ye Anxin doesn't turn around and asks softly, "Beiting, do you like snow?"
Without thinking, Mu Beiting directly responds, "I don't like it!"
Ye Anxin turns her head, curiously asking, "Why?"
Mu Beiting replies blandly, "No reason, I just don't like it!"
Ye Anxin pouts and playfully remarks, "Not romantic at all!"
"...?" Mu Beiting's arms unconsciously tighten around her waist.
Ye Anxin continues talking to herself, "Uncle, don't you think eating hot pot, having snowball fights, and building snowmen when it snows is very romantic?"
