Dammit, some woman dared to seduce her man? If she knew who it was, she would definitely teach her a harsh lesson, preferably maiming her face beyond recognition, making her lips so swollen they’d be thicker than a donkey’s.
Qin Mu fantasized for a while, then gathered her spirits and climbed out of bed: Qin Mu, you definitely can’t let this go.
After getting up, washing up, she went downstairs, spirited and lively.
There was no one at home, only herself.
The auntie said the lady had taken the young miss to her early education class, Mu Zihao had gone to meet a client, and as for the young master, because he left so early, she didn’t know what he was up to.
In the morning, when Jian Yan saw her at work, he took an extra glance at her: Why are your eyes swollen?
Qin Mu was certain she hadn’t looked at herself closely in the mirror today; she had been driven nearly insane by that lip glaze. But swollen eyes? She had slept quite well last night, not even dreaming, and the auntie hadn’t mentioned a thing during breakfast.
It was only when she sat down in the reception area with Jian Yan and took out her makeup mirror to have a look that she instantly put it back in her bag, then with a startled look gave Jian Yan a glance and promptly stood up: I’ll be right back.
Jian Yan gave a helpless, bitter smile, thinking, have I not seen every side of you?
But Qin Mu immediately returned to the lounge to find eye patches and went to the restroom.
Ten minutes should be enough. After applying the eye patches, she lay down in the room, then reached for her phone to send a message to Mr. Mu to confront him. But with a flicker of thought, she gently placed the phone back down.
What was wrong with her?
Ever since she found out about the lipstick on his shirt last night, she had been as agitated as if on gunpowder, unreasonably relentless. Was it necessary to pick such a bone with him?
He had assured her he hadn’t wronged her.
Then, while pondering, she suddenly realized she had become a bit too light-headed recently, as if completely forgetting her own surname, so dependent on him, so bullying him, so...
Why had she suddenly become ?
Her heart was slowly sinking, and she sat nervously in the chair, motionless.
Mu Yichen texted her on WeChat, asking if she had gone to work yet. She glanced at the message and her heart skipped a beat, then typed out two characters: I’m here!
But after thinking it over, she didn’t send it.
The phone was gently placed on the table, and she walked out on her own.
Xiaomei came over with coffee for her: What’s wrong with you?
It was Qin Mu’s absent-mindedness, having nearly bumped into her, that really piqued her curiosity.
"It’s nothing, just take the coffee to the office!"
She ordered tiredly, then went downstairs herself.
Jian Yan was still sitting there. When he saw her sit down again, he couldn’t help but look up at her. But the somewhat clumsy girl from just before had suddenly become a bit cold.
"What happened? You turned into an ice beauty after just one trip upstairs."
"No, I’m thinking about some things. Shall we discuss the spring show plans for the end of the year?"
Jian Yan saw she didn’t want to talk more about herself, so he didn’t press. Qin Mu was very thorough when talking about the end-of-year show that had been in the planning. Jian Yan felt quite assured about it.
This time, Qin Mu suddenly changed her mind about not going to AM for the show.
"If not there, where then?"
Qin Mu thought that with the beautiful mountains and rivers here, it should be a good place for a show.
Jian Yan wasn’t sure whether her decision was right or not. It was her first show in Rongcheng, and if conditions weren’t met and the show didn’t go well, a slew of problems could follow, directly impacting her career development.
What was there to be unsure about?
The thing she was most unsure about right now was what she had been doing these past days. How had she gotten so close to him?
Not just their bodies, but their hearts. Why had her heart been so uncontrollably captivated by him?
It was terrifying to think about. Just the thought of these days and nights, cuddling and opening up in his arms, like a spoiled little wife pampered into oblivion, felt unreal to her.
But what would happen next?
She returned to the office, Xiaomei came downstairs, and went to Jian Yan: Master, Qinqin seems troubled.
Jian Yan was of course aware that she was troubled.
It was just a trip upstairs, probably to apply an eye patch, but what had she thought of? Suddenly, she decided not to use AM for the venue and insisted on having it here.