Thinking back to the murderous look in his eyes when he saw her outside just now, she unconsciously moved her lips.
Finally, she hung his coat in the closet nearby, then found a loose dress to lay on the bed and went to the bathroom.
That evening, a group of people dined at AM, Qin Mu leaned back in her chair and watched them chatting so happily that she couldn’t help but ask, "Can we choose somewhere else next time?"
"This is the most luxurious place in Rongcheng."
Xiaomei and the others protested immediately.
The most luxurious place in Rongcheng was being stepped into by them day after day.
Qin Mu felt helpless, worried about running into him or his friends here.
Moreover, they didn’t choose a private room; the restaurant manager recognized Xiaomei right away and politely asked if she wanted a private room. Xiaomei grandiosely waved her hand as if a rich second-generation rejected the countryside: "No need, no need. We’re fine outside, it’s spacious and comfortable."
The manager nodded and bowed, allowing her to arrange as she pleased.
"Hey, isn’t that our Xiaomu? When did you come back, Xiaomu?"
Jiang Zhiyuan suddenly popped up with one hand on her shoulder, looking very much the playboy.
"Young Master Jiang!" Qin Mu instinctively leaned to the side but still couldn’t avoid his hand.
"With all the beauties here, would it be alright if you add another pair of chopsticks for me?"
Jiang Zhiyuan was in high spirits and pulled up a chair to sit down next to them.
With seven people already there, his addition didn’t make the table feel crowded.
The waitstaff quickly brought over a set of utensils, and Jiang Zhiyuan, holding a drink, looked at the beauties and then turned to Qin Mu, laughing when he couldn’t help noticing how relaxed she was, "Did you and Yichen really break up?"
Qin Mu instinctively looked up at him. As they were sitting closest, she scooted her chair a bit before smiling at him and saying, "Yeah."
Actually, she was a bit baffled. What did he mean by really breaking up?
"Good for you. Without him, there are plenty of men in Rong City waiting for you. The grass ahead is all blooming for you."
Everyone didn’t quite get his point except Qin Mu and Xiaomei. Qin Mu couldn’t smile; she had heard Mu Yichen mention before how Young Master Jiang’s Mandarin wasn’t very good, and today she had seen it for herself.
Xiaomei’s lips twitched: "Young Master Jiang, your Mandarin is even worse than our colleague’s."
Jiang Zhiyuan turned his head to look at her, smiling and asking, "Really?"
A few words of a foreign language amused the foreign girls at the table, and they couldn’t help but laugh.
However, a few of the boys next to them looked somewhat embarrassed. Qin Mu unconsciously pursed her lips, truly wishing someone would come and drag him away right now.
"Xiaomu, tell me, if you didn’t come back, would a heartless man like Yichen really marry the Jing family’s second young mistress?"
Qin Mu awkwardly smiled, picked up the wine glass beside her, and took a sip of red wine.
"You’re asking the wrong person."
Hearing that familiar voice, everyone reflexively turned to look back; Qin Mu glanced up and saw him. He gave her a cold look and then kicked the leg of the chair next to him: "Go move a chair for yourself."
Jiang Zhiyuan became displeased upon seeing him and began to act spoiled: "I won’t! This is my spot, you find your own place if you’re late."
Young Master Jiang, recalling the scene when he woke up that morning, wished he could beat this man to a pulp, but since he couldn’t, he had to find fault with his woman instead. He hadn’t expected him to follow so quickly, angrily holding the back of the chair, refusing to move.
The few girls watched Young Master Jiang’s ’coquettish’ behavior with fascination, their eyes lighting up.
"Do you want everyone to know you spent the night with Jing Feng?"
Mu Yichen couldn’t be bothered to argue with him, but once he said that, the table fell silent...
Xiaomei looked shocked, her eyes nearly popping out, while Qin Mu instinctively moved back again.
"Damn it! Mu Yi, I hope you two never have a good life!"
Jiang Zhiyuan, upon seeing everyone’s expressions, immediately stood up, slammed the table, threw down some harsh words, and left.
Mu Yichen pulled out a chair and sat down, turning to look at the woman next to him who was still shocked by what had happened with Young Master Jiang.
Qin Mu quickly regained her composure, harmlessly glanced at him once more, then sat up straight, refusing to look at him again.
Mu Yichen said nothing, and the waiter quickly stepped forward: "President Mu, would you like me to change your tableware?"
The few girls quietly exchanged glances, then all looked at Mr. Mu.
He said, then picked up the wine glass beside her: "I’ll toast to everyone at this table first, I’m paying for this meal."
Both beauties and handsome guys stood up, except for Qin Mu.