Qin Mu returned to the studio and stood by the service desk with Xiaoi, drinking coffee. Qin Mu noticed Xiaoi was engrossed in a magazine and couldn’t help but call out, "Xiaoi!"
"Hmm?"
Xiaoi was deeply absorbed in the little story in the magazine and barely responded.
"What’s so intriguing in there?"
"A man is dating several won at the sa ti, and he’s married!"
Xiaoi didn’t even look up, her voice slightly muffled from concentration.
Qin Mu frowned, thinking, isn’t this guy just a scumbag? Why is she so engaged?
"This man, oh, while carrying his girlfriend to the hospital, he ran right into his wife!"
Xiaoi added.
Qin Mu blinked, sipping her coffee lightly while looking outside.
"Aren’t you curious about the ending?"
Having finished the story, Xiaoi closed the magazine and curiously asked Qin Mu.
Qin Mu finally pulled her gaze from outside, pretending to be calm, and asked flatly, "What’s the ending?"
"The ending is, his wife discovered his infidelity, then tead up with the man’s other girlfriends. Together they murdered the man and eventually dismbered him, stuffed him into several plastic bags and each took a part to dispose of at places they hated the most. That’s the grand finale!"
"Mm!"
Qin Mu looked outside feeling a bit upset, the later part of the story made her uneasy. Such a bloody, horrifying thing, Xiaoi, who seems like a gentle and quiet woman, is so engrossed in it. Qin Mu was baffled.
"Qinqin, if you saw President Mu carrying another girlfriend and going out, what would you do? I an hypothetically!"
Xiaoi’s eyes shifted slightly, then she looked at Qin Mu and asked her curiously.
"Hmm! If it’s him, it depends on the situation!"
Qin Mu said, lowering her head, suddenly feeling that the quiet lack of noise was stifling, and her eyes seed to dart around.
Xiaoi blinked, disagreeing, and told Qin Mu, "If I found Zhao Huai carrying another woman, I wouldn’t care about the details, I’d slap that little bitch twice right away and make sure she gets pointed at on the street. Then I’d take Zhao Huai ho and deal with him. How co you depend on situations?"
Qin Mu...
"Oh dear! Why isn’t President Mu here yet?"
Qin Mu tapped the table in pretend frustration, casting her eyes outward.
Thinking to herself, that was really what I saw, but the woman was in a critical situation at the ti, if she went up to beat that woman...
Haha!
The one being pointed and criticized would probably be her instantly, and after being posted online, she’d definitely receive personal attacks.
"Don’t change the subject! You need to be tougher! Don’t let those won think you’re soft clay they can mold at will!"
Xiaoi said, raising her hand to deliberately make squeezing motions.
Qin Mu glanced at her, "Am I that soft?"
Xiaoi...
"No! You’re not! Haha, you’re our JY’s cold-faced star! Anyone daring to provoke you is definitely asking for trouble!"
Xiaoi imdiately waved her hands, pretending to be a little white rabbit.
Qin Mu glanced at her again, and then really stepped outside, thinking about whether to text Mu Yichen to ask when he’d be coming, not wanting to wait a whole afternoon for nothing like before.
That afternoon left her thinking about everything she shouldn’t be.
Mu Yichen hung up the phone and left, ignoring the two n laughing at him during lunch.
When he arrived at Qin Mu’s studio, Qin Mu was there by the door, her gaze surely waiting for him.
Mu Yichen had such confidence, his lips unconsciously curved into a smile.
Seeing his car, Qin Mu no longer needed to look around, her posture imdiately straightened a bit, though her hands were still behind her, like a girl waiting for spring.
"Why did you take so long?"
Qin Mu asked him, pouting pretend grumpily.
"I didn’t waste a minute, finished the call and rushed over here!"
Mu Yichen walked over to her after getting out of the car, helplessly looking at her and giving a report.
"Hmm! Next ti, just like before, make sure to tell to co down a few minutes early, I don’t want to wait this long!"
Qin Mu raised her eyes to glance at him, then started acting like a little woman feeling aggrieved.
"Is this the independent Mrs. Mu of our house?"
Mu Yichen stood back a little, crossed his arms, squinting while looking at her.
Qin Mu raised her eyes to see him smiling, raised her hand and poked him in the chest, "Hey! Enough already!"
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