Qin Mu's plans, in the end, still fell through.
He hadn't even finished work when Tang Yang called, "Ah Mu, don't buy groceries tonight. I've already bought them, and Feng Wanfeng says she's inviting you and An Lin for dinner."
"You can go by yourself. An Lin and I won't go to be third wheels."
In reality, Qin Mu didn't want anyone disturbing his time alone with An Lin.
"How can that be? So many days have passed, maybe Yao Dewei will call, and besides, I bought a lot of food; you and An Lin must come tonight."
"Uncle Qin, you and Aunt must come, okay?"
Tang Yang, that guy, even got Jinchen to vouch for him.
An Lin was tidying up her things, getting ready to leave work, when Qin Mu pushed the door open and walked in.
Remembering what he said that afternoon with its ambiguous tone, An Lin glanced at him and then quickly looked away, "Wait for me a moment, I'm almost done."
