Her gaze on him was filled with things she wanted to say but stopped herself.
This morning she had received a package from Paris, and she had wanted to show it to him, but after a second thought, she held back.
On the way back, the rain intensified. Mu Yichen, holding his patience, glanced outside and then said, "Go to the apartment."
Qin Mu subconsciously turned to look at him, and then he drove her to the nearby apartment.
It had been so long since they had been there; it felt abandoned.
After turning on the lights, she walked in slowly, recalling every little detail about this place, and then she turned to see the man who had taken off his suit jacket approaching, and she couldn’t help but smile.
"What are you smiling at?"
He asked in a low voice.
"A man and a woman alone in a room!"
"Tonight, Mrs. Mu is in danger!"
Mu Yichen said to her with a teasing squint in his eyes.
"Tonight, Mr. Mu is also in danger!"
Mrs. Mu, her sparkling apricot eyes looking at Mr. Mu, mimicked his tone in response.
That’s why she fell for him, so deeply attracted, caught in his trap.
The storm outside subsided for a moment, but then thunder flashed and roared.
The two sat in the dining room, eating noodles. Though simple, the atmosphere was warm and comfortable.
Qin Mu’s eyes were misted by the steam from the noodles, and as she inadvertently raised her eyes, she collided with his gaze.
"Why are you looking at me?"
"How would you know I’m looking at you if you weren’t watching me?"
Despite the cliché lines, they both couldn’t help but laugh.
But she couldn’t eat in peace throughout the meal, as the sound of thunder was too frightening.
Later, even the power went out. Mu Yichen immediately called the old house to make sure there was no power outage there, and then they both nestled comfortably on the living room sofa, holding each other.
"When will the thunder stop? In spring or summer?"
He replied indifferently, his gaze involuntarily shifting to her.
She protested stubbornly, like a little girl hating how her skirt was stained with mud.
"Do you find me annoying?"
He whispered, his hand already warming itself inside her shirt.
Qin Mu lay on his legs, watching his dark eyes through the faint light from outside, his sharply defined profile, and his incomparable handsomeness.
How could she possibly find him annoying?
What woman could resist such a man?
Clearly without any beauty filter, yet he was a vision of perfect beauty.
Qin Mu couldn’t help but lift her hands to cradle his face, her eyes filled with infatuation: "Not annoying."
The words were soft, yet they warmed Mu Yichen’s heart deeply.
Just like many nights, she involuntarily succumbed, succumbed to his tender gaze and his fervent body.
No storm could shield their intimacy, or perhaps it was such days that made them more bewitched, deeper immersed, self-forgetting.
They didn’t even have time to consider what they should do if they had to separate in the future.
Three days after Jing Qing returned to the city, her first action upon arrival was to find Qin Mu’s studio. Without regard for the customers sitting on the sofa in the reception area, she strode forward, bent down, picked up the teacup on the table, and forcefully splashed it on Qin Mu’s face.
Qin Mu’s white shirt was instantly drenched, and she stood up amidst the shocked gaze of the customers, looking coldly at Jing Qing: "What madness is this?"
"Madness? Today, I will let you witness what true madness is."
Jing Qing said and took another step forward, raising her hand to strike Qin Mu’s face again.
The female customer sitting opposite Qin Mu stood up in fright, and Xiaomei, along with her colleagues, watched the scene from their stations.
Qin Mu instantly raised her hand to grab Jing Qing’s wrist, and in a quick motion, she firmly slapped Jing Qing’s face.
"Jing Qing, if you don’t know how to respect others, at least consider the Jing Family’s reputation and status."
The slap rang out sharply, and after that, Qin Mu pushed her back with a cold command.
Jing Qing was shoved back a meter, covering her face in shock as she looked at Qin Mu: "Do you believe that I can shut down your studio today?"
"Upset that someone stole your spotlight on the red carpet and you take it out on me? Do you think the law exists just for your family?"
"Qin Mu, I swear I will make you regret your actions today."
Jing Qing, pausing at the sight of a composed high-society lady nearby, then turned to glare at Qin Mu and spat out a vicious remark before walking away.
After she left, the high-society lady bent down to offer Qin Mu a tissue from the table: "Are you alright? Go change your clothes quickly."
"I’m sorry for the inconvenience just now!"
Qin Mu nodded and then immediately turned to change her clothes.
Xiaomei quickly stepped forward to clean the wet sofa.