"Going to work!"
Qin Mu said softly.
"You’re awake?"
Qin Mu asked him again.
"Yeah! Going to work this early? Why didn’t you wake up?"
Mu Yichen sat on the edge of the bed, rubbing his temples with one hand, still feeling a bit hungover from the drinks he had with the guys last night.
"Oh! I—you were quite drunk last night! So I didn’t want to disturb you and let you rest a bit more!"
Qin Mu thought to ntion she had returned ho last night, but she figured since President Mu wasn’t aware, why bother ntioning it?
"Well, you’re quite considerate of !"
Mu Yichen murmured, feeling a terrible headache, grumbled into the phone, "Those guys dared to get drunk together yesterday, really think they’re grown-up now!"
"Which guys? Wasn’t it just you, Qiao Yi, Zhao Huai, and Jiang Zhiyuan?"
"Plus a few guys your age."
Mu Yichen lay back down, eyes closed, pinching his brow while speaking to Qin Mu.
He finished talking but felt a sense of having said sothing he shouldn’t.
"Oh! So President Mu is categorizing us into separate age groups, is he?"
Qin Mu almost burst out laughing, thinking President Mu really drank too much yesterday, and hasn’t quite sobered up yet.
"Not talking to you anymore! Go to work yourself, I’ll co to your place in the afternoon, watch out!"
Mu Yichen finished and hung up the phone. Qin Mu also hung up, feeling exceptionally cheerful, as if clear skies followed her all day, with blue skies above wherever she passed.
Mu Yichen pondered for a mont about the guys Qin Mu’s age, still seemingly childish, and then thinking of Qin Mu, sighed helplessly.
Last night he didn’t even rember how he got upstairs, even less how he fell asleep, waking up with just his underwear on.
Of course, Qin Mu helped him strip down last night; he disliked sleeping in heavy clothes.
Qin Mu headed to the studio and saw Xiaoi working with her head down, not appearing very happy.
The girl who just received her marriage certificate, yet her mood wasn’t good?
Shouldn’t she be overjoyed?
Qin Mu walked over with her bag, softly calling out to her from behind: "Chen Xiaoi!"
Perhaps because her voice was too soft, Xiaoi, absorbed in her docunts, didn’t hear Qin Mu, continuing to search for sothing.
Qin Mu curiously glanced at the docunts, looked at Xiaoi, then didn’t say more, leaving with her bag.
A colleague stood across from Xiaoi, both by the door, one inside and one outside, softly called Xiaoi: "Xiaoi! The boss just called you!"
Xiaoi lifted her eyes slowly.
"Who called ?"
Her voice sounded weary.
"The boss!"
The colleague replied, looking inside.
Xiaoi turned her head, spotting Qin Mu’s back as she went upstairs, feeling utterly confused.
"Did she say anything?"
Xiaoi asked again.
The attendant shook her head, smiling at Xiaoi: "Just called out to you."
"Oh! Got it!"
Xiaoi picked up docunts and then turned to go upstairs.
The colleague shook her head helplessly, also puzzled by Xiaoi’s mood, they had a wild ti last night, but seeing her today, Xiaoi seed despondent, asking her but she said nothing.
As soon as Qin Mu sat down, Xiaoi walked over: "Sister Qinqin, you were looking for ?"
Sister?
Since they beca close, Xiaoi rarely called her that, usually calling her Qinqin, even kissing her cheek when happy.
"Didn’t have fun last night?"
Qin Mu glanced at her sharply, questioning softly.
"No!"
Xiaoi shook her head.
"Then what’s up?"
Qin Mu curiously continued questioning.
"Maybe didn’t sleep well!"
Xiaoi shrugged, looking fatigued.
Qin Mu didn’t ask further, just curiously watched her.
"It might really be just not sleeping well!"
Xiaoi thought of Zhao Huai turning his back to her while sleeping last night, recalling her feelings at that mont.
They just received their marriage license yesterday, she thought Zhao Huai would definitely want intimacy after drinking, yet Zhao Huai returned ho completely drunk and fell asleep imdiately.
He even told her to wait at ho for him, she waited washed and ready, but he...
"By the way, did President Mu also drink a lot last night?"
Xiaoi couldn’t resist asking curiously, her gaze overly serious.
Upon hearing this, Qin Mu lifted her eyes: "Yeah! Zhao Huai drank too much as well?"
Xiaoi said nothing, just lowered her eyes, nodding slowly.
She dared not et Qin Mu’s gaze, as Qin Mu often saw through her thoughts with just a few word prompts.
"Chen Xiaoi, are you perhaps feeling unfulfilled?"
Qin Mu indeed lived up to her expectations, imdiately understanding Xiaoi’s concern.
Xiaoi anxiously looked up, her eyes wide, shaking her head vigorously: "No! No, no..."
As Xiaoi was denying, Qin Mu’s phone on the desk rang, it was President Mu, Qin Mu glanced, frowned slightly, thinking hadn’t they just talked?
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