But that kind of draft, no one would write it themselves, right?
Qin Mu couldn't figure it out, and without evidence, she didn't dare to say anything reckless. She could only put the matter aside for now and sat back at her desk to work.
At noon, snowflakes suddenly blew in from outside. It was like the snow was being swept over from the west and not falling from the sky, very fierce and intense!
It was like snow that didn't belong to this time of year, making even those who loved snow unable to smile.
Mu Yichen called Qin Mu in the afternoon: "I'll pick you up tonight!"
"Okay! What are you doing right now?"
"In a meeting!"
Mu Yichen said, then lifted his eyes to the conference room. It was empty except for him.
"See you later then!"
Qin Mu really thought he was still in a meeting, imagining a room full of people around him, very serious.
With Mu Yichen's personality, he might indeed call her about trivial things during a meeting.
