Mu Yichen looked at her in such a way, feeling an imnse sense of guilt. In his heart, he harshly slapped himself ten thousand tis, vowing never again to play around with her in freezing weather, in the garage, or in the car.
In cold weather, it’s important to stay warm while doing things.
During lunchti, Qin Mu barely ate a few bites. Feng Fanghua was worried she might infect Chengcheng, so simply called the driver to have Chengcheng taken out for so fun. Mu Yichen and Qin Mu occupied the sofa at ho.
Qin Mu lay on Mu Yichen’s legs, unable to clearly see the show on TV and softly asked him, "Are we being rejected?"
"Not us!"
"Huh?"
"It’s just you!"
Qin Mu...
Mu Yichen sat there earnestly watching TV, unable to move her, not because he feared infection, but because he didn’t want to tire her. So he just let her lie on his legs, his eyes fixed on the television.
Nearing two o’clock, he felt a bit sleepy too. Turning off the TV, he picked her up from the sofa and went upstairs to sleep until it turned completely dark.
In the evening, Qin Mu’s fever subsided a bit. Mu Yichen promised Qiao Yi and Jiang Zhiyuan to have dinner in the evening, and Jing Feng and others were all going too, so he could only leave Qin Mu at ho. However, he repeatedly stated: if you don’t want to go, I won’t go.
"No! Although wives are important, brothers are important too, and besides, I’m already better, so you go quickly, lest they say you prioritize romance over friendship."
Actually, she just wanted to say: hurry up and go!
But she didn’t dare to rush him out, so could only subtly encourage him to leave.
Mu felt assured when she acknowledged his importance, nodded, "Call if you need sothing, I’ll just sit for a while and co back."
"Okay, okay!"
Qin Mu waved at him, thinking: "Please co back late, let wreak so havoc in the room alone, let let loose, thank you!"
Mu Yichen was at the door, didn’t forget to turn back, "Are you sure you’re just letting go like this?"
"Yep, yep! Don’t let them wait too long, otherwise I’ll be blad again!"
Qin Mu nodded repeatedly, looking like a sensible good wife.
"It’s cold, don’t roam into other people’s rooms, wait for back on the bed." Mu Yichen reminded her at the door.
"Okay!"
Qin Mu obediently agreed, smiling sincerely as she watched him turn around, barely counting on him leaving.
Then she sighed deeply, lay back on the bed, looked at the ceiling, and couldn’t help but smile.
In their family, indeed, Mu always acted exceedingly childish.
Outside, the drizzle was still falling, Mu Yichen, tidily dressed in a suit, got in the car and headed to the hotel.
——
"Let’s bet how late Mu Yichen will be? I predict at least half an hour."
A few people of similar age sat in the hotel’s exclusive suite, Jiang Zhiyuan smoking, suggesting.
"Then I bet ten minutes, what’s the wager?"
Jing Feng stood at the window looking at the sea view, ntioning casually.
"Yeah! What is the wager?"
Qiao Yi also curiously glanced at Jiang Zhiyuan.
"The wager, for the next year, whoever loses treats the account among brothers here. How about it?"
Jiang Zhiyuan thought about it, though it seed a bit harsh for the loser, but surely he wouldn’t lose, knowing Mu Yichen, if he isn’t being lovey-dovey with Qin Mu, that would be odd.
"Then I guess fifteen minutes! How about whoever’s ti difference is the largest loses?" Zhao Huai also suggested.
"Starting the timing now, I guess twelve minutes."
Qiao Yi said while raising his wrist to look at the ti on the watch, then the room gradually quieted down.
Jiang Zhiyuan suddenly had a bad premonition; all three of them said around ten minutes, only he said half an hour, he felt he needed to send a WeChat to Xiaomu, asking her to stall for Mu.
So, while Qin Mu was drawing pictures on the bed, saw the phone placed on the blanket rang, lifted her eyes and saw the ssage from Jiang Zhiyuan: "Xiaomu, stall for our Brother Chen."
Qin Mu slightly raised her brow, picked up the phone with the pen held between her fingers, and composed a ssage to send: "Brother Chen has already set off."
"When?"
Jiang Zhiyuan was shocked, thinking about how he was courting soone now, and not wanting to spend money on these unruly n, pondered over it while furrowing his brows.
"Almost half an hour ago!"
Qin Mu checked the ti, replied.
Master Jiang: "..."
Xiaomu: "...?"
Master Jiang: "Why didn’t you tell earlier?"
Xiaomu: "You didn’t ask earlier!"
Master Jiang: "You really ssed up!"
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