The car headed to Qin Mu's studio before the sun went down.
Mu Yichen leaned against the car and lit a cigarette, then watched her come out with her coworkers, coats draped over their arms, chatting and laughing.
"Qin, your husband!"
"Qin, quick, look ahead!"
The two beauties walking out with her reminded her to look straight ahead.
When Qin Mu lifted her eyes, sure enough, she saw it: his car parked by the curb, his tall, handsome figure tilted against the side, smoking carelessly, eyes half-squinted, staring straight in their direction.
Unless something unexpected was going on, he was staring at her.
Qin Mu's heart skipped a beat, realizing he was here for her.
But Mu Yichen's half-squinted gaze moved past her face to the people behind her; several men came out with them from inside. Walking just behind her was her handsome assistant.
