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Chapter 235 I really like your fiancé (Seeking monthly votes!)
After seeing Caesar off, Muirner was clearly in a good mood. He took a light step, took out a notebook from his desk drawer, leaned back on the sofa, and wrote down his feelings while he was with Caesar.

As she wrote, she let out a long breath, looked at the ceiling, and tapped her chin with the tip of her pen.

"Is this what a soulmate is?"

She gave a self-deprecating laugh and shook her head.

"I'm hopeless; I've actually developed a dependency on such a young child."

Despite saying that, he couldn't help but reveal a genuine smile of joy.

Just then, a click came from the doorway. She looked up in surprise and saw the petite figure who had entered the living room.

"Little Ita, what brings you here?" Muirna put down his notebook and asked in surprise.

"Don't call me so intimately, we're not even that close," Ita said in a low voice, glaring at her.

Muirner smiled helplessly and said, "Alright then, so you just want to say a few words to me, or would you like to stay and sit for a while?"

Itana stared at the elf with her golden vertical pupils for a long time, then slowly walked to the sofa in front of her and sat down.

"Then I'll go prepare it. Would you like juice or tea?" Muirna prepared to get up.

"No need for that. I'm just here to give you a few words of advice." Ita raised his chin, trying to make his tone as authoritative as possible.

I want to tell you

"It's about Caesar, isn't it?" Muirner asked.

Ita paused for a moment, then nodded slightly.

“I see,” Muirner sighed. “Well, I’m sorry to have borrowed your Caesar for a moment. I hope you don’t mind.”

"I never said I was going to lend it to you!"

Muirna's nonchalant attitude infuriated Ita, and her pretty face flushed red.

"And I can't lend my Caesar at all!"

"Alright, alright, my wording was off. I borrowed a little of your time, Caesar," Muirna could only say to the Tyrannosaurus Rex.

Ita snorted, still glaring at Muirna.
“I’m telling you, don’t take advantage of Caesar’s trust in you and get too close to him.”

“Intimate? Us?” Muirner pointed to himself.

"Who else?"

"Then how did we become intimate?" Muirna tilted his head, asking a question he already knew the answer to.

"Is that even a question? I saw it from outside the window! You two, hugging and whispering to each other!" Ita glared at her, muttering under her breath.
"She's so old, yet she's still acting all cutesy and childish with kids. She has no shame!"

“Oh, you mean what happened earlier? Well, there was really nothing I could do. Little Sa is just too reassuring, and I did that without realizing it,” Muirner said.

“But speaking of which, little Ita, were you watching us the whole time? Watching us being ‘intimate’ for so long?” she added.

"I," Ita suddenly choked up. Muirna was right; she really was right outside the window, watching the whole thing from the start of their conversation to when they parted ways.

“I didn’t come in directly because I didn’t want to embarrass Caesar! Don’t think I’m afraid of you!” Ita suddenly stood up and said to her.

"Okay, I know, it was my fault, but you're mistaken too. Xiaosa and I are just good friends. What happened just now was just a friend confiding in each other."

“Not even between friends! Where can you find such close friends?” Ita complained.

"Why? Little Ita seems too concerned about your private life, Caesar?" Muirna said.

"Hmph, that's because I have the right to care!"

Ita crossed her arms, raised her chin, and spoke with full confidence.

"Caesar and I are engaged. I am now his fiancée! I will be his wife in the future!"

Muirna looked at the rather smug Ita, opened his mouth slightly, but soon a barely suppressed smile appeared on his lips.

"You don't believe me?" Ita scoffed.

"No, you don't believe me, do you? But you're not old enough to get married yet, are you? Isn't it a bit too early?" Muirna said, suppressing a laugh.

“Caesar and I are good friends, and we’ve made a promise to get married when we grow up. Is there a problem?” Ita said.

"Then, don't you have a ring? What about the engagement ring?" Muirna asked, looking at Ita's bare ring finger.

“Of course we have those things! But, but because Caesar doesn’t want to reveal our identities, I didn’t wear them. We always wear them properly at home,” Ita said.

“Oh, I see. Well then, you two are so young and you’ve already ordered engagement rings. You won’t be able to wear them when you grow up, right? And such a meaningful thing, are you going to make another one later?” Muirna suddenly said.

This question left Ita speechless; having never ordered a ring before, she certainly hadn't considered that.

"So what? Even if we have to make one again, that's a matter between my husband and me, and it has nothing to do with you, right?" she said to Muirner, forcing herself to speak.

“Alright, alright, I admit I was being nosy, meddling in other people’s family matters,” Muirna said. Ita snorted, “So, from now on, stay away from me, Caesar, and my fiancé. If rumors spread that you’re having an affair with a married man, it will seriously damage your reputation as the dean, you know that, old woman.”

This address caused Muirner's eye to twitch almost imperceptibly.
She kept smiling and shrugged.

"Alright, in that case, the secret between me and Xiaosa can no longer be kept, right?"

"A secret?" Ita frowned. "What secret do you and Caesar share?"

“Oh, this?” Muirna stopped talking. “Do you want to know, little Ita? But, this is something Little Sa specifically asked me to keep a secret. If I tell you, he probably won’t be happy, will he?”

"Hmph, I have the right to know about my husband's affairs. Caesar will tell me any secrets he has without reservation. We don't need a third party to keep secrets from each other," Ita said, raising her chin with righteous indignation.

"Tell me all your secrets right now,"

“Alright then, but it’s still a little embarrassing to say this out loud. Why don’t you come closer and I’ll tell you secretly?” Muirna raised an eyebrow at her and beckoned with her finger.

Ita hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and came to Muirna's side, getting close enough to hear her whisper.

Muirner parted his lips slightly and spoke into Ita's ear.

Soon, Ita's eyes widened, and he sat up abruptly, his pupils trembling as he stared at Muirna.

"You, you, you're talking nonsense!" Ita said, pointing at Muirna in disbelief.

"Caesar, he... Caesar, how could he?"

“But that’s how it is,” Muirner said innocently. “If you don’t believe me, go back and ask your Caesar.”

“How could Caesar possibly tell me something like this!” Ita exclaimed.

"Oh dear." Muirner covered his lips slightly, looking at her with surprise:
"So Xiao Sa won't even tell you things like this? But you clearly said before that he would tell you anything without reservation. Did I misunderstand?"

"I," Ita realized she had made a linguistic mistake and quickly said:

"No way! We're really good friends! We talk about everything!"

"Really? But why did that little thing just now make you so shy? Does that mean you didn't do it with Sasha?" Muirna tilted his head and asked in surprise.

"Well, of course I'd do that kind of thing,"

Ita blushed. She never imagined that even if it was nonsense, Muirna would dare to use such a shameless and appropriate phrase to spout nonsense.

They're even less ashamed than themselves!

Seeing the stammering Ita, Muirna quickly understood what was going on, a knowing smile playing on his lips as he said:
"Oh, I see. So you were quite reserved with Xiao Sa, but it's a completely different story with me. Would you like to hear more about us? If you can handle it?"

Muirner smiled, his eyes narrowed, exuding a deadly allure.

"I...I don't want to listen to your nonsense."

As Ita spoke, her body inexplicably moved closer again. Muirna smiled slightly, moved closer to her, and whispered in her ear.

Gradually, Ita's face flushed red again, and her rapidly rising body temperature seemed to be steaming.

"You, you shameless elf! What have you done with my Caesar!"

Ita jumped up suddenly, pointing at Muirna, his voice trembling, his heart pounding.

“I’m sorry, after all, I didn’t know he was engaged to you before this. I’m really sorry for doing these things with your fiancé,” Muirna said with a smile, her eyes narrowed.

"But there's really nothing I can do, I like your fiancé too,"

"You, you..." Ita was clearly becoming incoherent.

Muirner winked at her. "But judging from your expression, you seem quite excited after hearing all this?"

"I didn't!"

Ita took a step back. At this moment, she was already considering retreating. She knew that she was no match for this old woman and would only be further suppressed by her here!
"You, you just wait! How dare you do such a thing to my Caesar! I, I will definitely settle this score with you!"

As she spoke, she took a few steps back, then turned and ran towards the door. However, she stumbled and almost fell to the ground. She quickly got up and ran out in a disheveled and flustered manner, leaving only her echoes echoing back.

"You just wait! You old woman!"

Watching Ita's fleeing figure, Muirna finally let out a suppressed smile, clutching his stomach and laughing heartily on the sofa.

"This kid's reaction to being teased is really funny, haha."

As an elf who had lived for so long, she naturally saw through Ita's bluff. However, Ita's smug look was so cute that she couldn't help but have the idea of ​​playing a prank.

As she laughed, her face gradually turned red. The smile disappeared, and she slowly covered her flushed cheeks with her hands, lying down on the sofa. Muffled murmurs came from between her hands.

"Those words were indeed a bit too embarrassing."

(End of this chapter)