When Qin Mu was leaving with a client, Mu Yichen and Yang Qin happened to enter from another door.
After seeing the client off, Qin Mu went upstairs, deciding not to go out again today. She didn't have any feelings for this city, nor did she have the mood to enjoy the scenery. She decided to take a bath, then close the curtains and sleep until it was time to board the plane.
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Passing by each other, or meeting, or parting.
As if it was freely arranged by fate.
After taking a bath, Qin Mu wore a robe she brought from home. For some reason, she could smell the fresh scent of Mu Yichen's cologne. Looking at the ceiling, she couldn't help but slowly lift her arms, hugging herself bit by bit.
It was as if she was embracing Mu Yichen.
