Wen Man tugged at the corners of her lips, a hint of a smile playing there.
"Both President Qin and Mrs. Qin are very polite..."
"I'm mainly worried about going home and facing the music... If I had to change, there'd be several at home, and I've always been honest... never made things up."
Qin Mu spoke eloquently, his large hand pressing firmly on Mu Wan's waist, his thin lips moving close to her pale earlobe, casually saying, "Good performance, keep it up."
Mu Wan: "..."
She knew it, Qin Mu didn't believe her.
Mu Wan didn't know whether to feel a heartache or a slight relief.
Mu Wan forced a smile at the corners of her mouth, without directly responding to Qin Mu's question.
Hmm... as expected, Qin Mu didn't believe.
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