Mu Yichen's dark eyes glanced at her, a faint smile playing on his lips, but he said nothing.
No matter how quickly Qin Mu moved, Mu Yichen's sharp gaze still caught her action of hiding the phone under the pillow. If there weren't something unsuitable for him to know, she wouldn't be so secretive. Mu Yichen understood this but said nothing.
He simply waited until she fell asleep to secretly take a look.
Because he came up suddenly, she didn't have time to delete the messages. Mu Yichen, finding nothing inappropriate in her WeChat, discovered a message from an unfamiliar number in her normal messages, and that tone of questioning made him very uncomfortable.
After reading it, Mu Yichen memorized the unfamiliar number and then put the phone back under her pillow, slowly leaving her side, tucking her in, and then left the room with his own phone.
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