The wealthy lady suddenly had her mouth agape, looking as if her jaw was about to become dislocated.
Afterward, the wealthy lady walked out while on the phone, seemingly looking for someone to trouble, Qin Mu and Xiaomei stood by the window watching, and after the wealthy lady got into her car, Qin Mu said, "Next time she comes, have her sign a contract and pay before she looks for me."
Doubt hung in Qin Mu’s eyes, she didn’t even think highly of this woman.
Even if the wealthy lady had offered her the price she asked for, Qin Mu didn’t think it was a good deal, and she was even more suspicious of the woman’s intentions.
Or was there some unspeakable ulterior motive?
Qin Mu turned to walk outside, while Xiaomei, still standing by the window, glanced at the expensive imported car and unconsciously pouted her lips, feeling a bit strange as well.
This wealthy lady looked down on their family yet still came, huh!
Qin Mu intended to return to her room but, on glancing up at that door, she suddenly remembered that Mu Yichen was still there and immediately turned towards his office instead.
When it was time, everyone said their goodbyes and left for the day, even Xiaomei, and Qin Mu leaned against the office doorway looking at the neighboring door before letting out a resigned sigh.
Had he fallen asleep?
For some reason, her heart began to tense up.
She stepped forward and knocked on the door.
"Mu Yichen, I’m going to lock the door!"
She didn’t even push the door open herself, just reminded him from outside the door.
Thinking of the ring he had taken off and left there, she didn’t want to enter anymore.
There was no response inside, Qin Mu lifted her gaze, her long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and then she gently pushed the door open to find him leaning against the headboard, half reclined.
He had fallen asleep!
Qin Mu quietly approached, looking down at his exceptionally handsome face, even though his arms hid everything above his eyes.
But she still thought he was incredibly good-looking!
Subconsciously crouching before him, she continued to gaze at him, thinking how nice it would be if it could last forever?
But life doesn’t have so many everlasting moments; the only person who can accompany you until the end is yourself.
Those words were cold but true.
For she suddenly remembered what Feng Fanghua had said to her.
"I feel the decision made before was perhaps too hasty; our Mu Family might not be able to bear your weight."
"You should move out first, and we can talk about the rest later, okay?"
She didn’t blame the elder for making such a decision because if she had a choice, she wouldn’t choose a girl like her either, over a stable life.
Some decisions require great courage.
And at a certain age, one has come to prefer stability.
But what about her and him?
Mu Yichen, do you know how I feel every time you take me to your house?
Mu Yichen, you’re actually really good, very good!
She kept gazing at him so intently that she couldn’t help but raise her hand to grasp his, laying her own hand gently in his palm, and when she lowered her gaze, she saw the ring on his hand.
He was still wearing it.
Her fingers lingered lightly on his ring for a while, but just as she was about to leave, she subconsciously lifted her gaze.
"Leaving after flirting?"
Qin Mu thought to herself, who flirted with you?
But then she ran out of words to say, slowly standing up, allowing him to hold her hand, "So what would President Mu like to do?"
Qin Mu couldn’t help but laugh softly, feeling as if an adult was amused by a child’s innocence.
"What? Is it difficult for you?"
He slowly withdrew his hand, his dark eagle eyes immediately capturing hers, and her expression from just moments ago vanished instantly, "Yes, a bit!"
"A bit?" President Mu questioned her in a deep voice.
Mu Yichen realized she was infuriatingly naughty.
She wouldn’t enter his room again once she left it, and now that everyone had gone home, she remembered to call for him only when she was about to lock the door.
He had indeed taken a nap and knew she was there; he felt slightly better knowing that, but the feeling that he could never quite catch her made him very melancholy.
"Can’t you stop being stubborn? Can’t you just stay with me for a while?"
His deep voice asked her, filled with patience and indulgence for her.
"No, I’m hungry now!"
After saying that, she briskly shook his hand off and walked out.
"Are you planning to order takeout?"
President Mu got up, leaned with both hands on the edge of the bed, and asked with a helpless look as he lowered his head.
Qin Mu was already at the door, supporting herself on the doorframe as she turned back to look at him, "How did you know?"
"Haven’t I told you that you don’t need to eat that junk food when I’m with you?"
"How can takeout be considered junk food? Besides, even parents can’t look after their child’s every meal; how could you possibly take such good care of me?"
After asking that, she gave him a look indicating her point was made, and then she turned and left.