"Does looking at me make you uncomfortable?"
Mu Yichen placed the magazine over his face, but his deep voice was still very clear.
"Yes!"
"Then don't look!"
Confronted with Qin Mu's disdain, President Mu was quite composed, and very much accustomed to it.
But Qin Mu was not at all used to this situation where no matter how she scolded, he wouldn't leave.
Just when she was about to swallow her anger, he suddenly sat up.
Qin Mu was startled as she watched him, not knowing what he was thinking with his head down, his hands resting on the arm of the sofa. After a few seconds, he suddenly stood up, "Then I won't bother you anymore!"
And then...
He just left like that!
Afterward, Qin Mu couldn't concentrate on drawing at all. Half an hour later, she glanced at her wristwatch and her fingers subconsciously tapped on her wrist a few times.
To go back or not to go back?
"Qinqin!"
Xiaomei suddenly appeared at the door, calling her with a flattering smile.
