"What are you talking about?"
President Mu squinted his eyes, as if he was unaware of the situation.
"What are you talking about? Stop pretending to be confused!"
Qin Mu’s voice unconsciously lowered a bit, but her eyes blazed like fire, burning her own heart as well as the heart of the man holding her.
"Your husband really is confused, Mrs. Mu, please explain in more detail!"
"Co to the next room, I’ll explain it to you slowly!"
Qin Mu placed her other hand around his neck, then smiled and winked at him.
"Alright!"
President Mu, being very understanding, picked up the woman in his arms and started walking out.
Qin Mu couldn’t help but gaze seductively at him. Seeing his pretentiously upright deanor, she just wanted to strip him bare, tear him to pieces, and reveal his true nature.
Later, the classmate working overti downstairs heard strange sounds from the upstairs couple, couldn’t help but push up their glasses, cleaning up the desk in a hurry. They turned off the lights and locked the door before leaving with relative composure.
The two of them walked out of the studio side by side after seven o’clock, without any exceptionally affectionate behavior. However, if you looked at their faces, you would see that beneath their serious exteriors, both of their unique eyes had just shed a look of desire.
——
The next day, the daily newspaper was still serializing that article. If yesterday’s was about Qin Mu’s past two years, then today’s was about the past, even recounting the tragic scene where the girl’s mother died in a car accident, with the girl watching her mother lie in a pool of blood.
It felt as if soone was standing next to her, reminding Qin Mu of the mont her mother died, and making her rember that there seed to be no one standing beside her at that ti, in that bitterly cold winter.
Qin Mu spent the morning at ho drawing and didn’t go out. When her phone rang and she saw it was a call from Qin Haiming, she guessed it was still about the newspaper report, and she answered it patiently.
"Hello?"
"Hello? Qin Mu, this lady is back again. Let’s have lunch at AM at noon, you can bring your family!"
With the voice of Qin Mingzhu, Qin Mu instinctively pulled the phone away to check, confirming that it was indeed Qin Haiming’s phone, which ant the young lady had returned.
"I’m not free at noon..."
"Don’t say you’re not free, or I’ll go straight to your house and make a scene."
Qin Mu...
In the afternoon, Qin Mingzhu went to find her for lunch. When Qin Mu arrived, she saw Qin Mingzhu sitting in a corner, sharply staring at the diagonal opposite. Following her gaze, Qin Mu discovered Bian Jingwen was there, having lunch with her newly acquainted friends.
Bian Jingwen always appeared so gentle and especially graceful, leaving a very good impression on people.
But as Qin Mingzhu gazed at her, she gradually felt a little breathless, and her expression beca more and more complex.
As Qin Mu walked over and sat down, Qin Mingzhu stood up angrily.
Qin Mu looked up at her curiously, only to hear her say wilfully: "Don’t mind anything!"
Qin Mu didn’t mind, just sat there quietly watching.
Qin Mingzhu walked over to that long table, right behind Bian Jingwen.
The few people happily chatting fell silent as they saw the cold-faced girl suddenly appear behind Bian Jingwen.
Bian Jingwen, who had been listening carefully, noticed the change and turned around, looking up.
At the sa ti, Qin Mingzhu picked up her wine glass and poured the wine over her face.
Bian Jingwen instinctively closed her eyes, held her breath, opened her mouth, extrely angry yet montarily at a loss for how to react.
Qin Mingzhu slamd the wine glass back down forcefully, staring stubbornly with her big eyes at Bian Jingwen: "Slut, stop pretending!"
"What are you crazy about?"
A friend handed Bian Jingwen a tissue, she wiped her face and stood up, unable to help but shout at her, even though she was surprised to see Qin Mingzhu.
"I’m just going crazy, sister! Order so food, let’s eat!"
Qin Mingzhu, glaring at Bian Jingwen, grew angrier the more she looked, then shouted over to Qin Mu, agreeing with Bian Jingwen’s words, before turning away.
Qin Mu...
For those who didn’t know, they might think it was Qin Mu who taught Qin Mingzhu to pour a glass of wine on Bian Jingwen.
But she did well!
Bian Jingwen, after hearing Qin Mingzhu shout, looked over to the corner and was shocked to see it was Qin Mu. Qin Mingzhu and Qin Mu...
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