Qin Mu came out from inside and immediately saw the additional person, Mu Yichen!
Their gazes met, both filled with a sense of infatuation and grievance.
She suddenly felt uneasy seeing him in this room, or perhaps it was because he was now in her field of vision.
Yet she couldn't ignore him, for he was so handsome and extraordinary, so confident and composed, so imposing.
In the dim room, silence prevailed, and Qin Mu gazed at him woodenly.
Mu Yichen kept his hands in his pockets, his dark eyes observing her with a sense of distance.
He couldn't manage a pleasant expression for her now.
In his heart, she was a big liar, unpardonably wicked.
Still asking, what if it is? That day on the phone!
If it was! She'd better never come back.
She walked in woodenly, finally managing to reach the center of the room.
"Isn't it more than half a year?"
Just returned?
Mu Yichen asked her with his deep voice, those dark pupils captivating.
