Qin Mu could hear their conversation, and the half-drunk Mu seemed capable of hearing it too.
Yet, Mu Yichen used to handle his liquor well!
Qin Mu looked down at him, but before she could see clearly, he pulled her close and held her tightly.
Qin Mu felt her waist might break from his embrace, unsure where to place her hands, she softly called him: "Close enough is good enough, I know you're not drunk!"
"But I had no idea you were truly so heartless!"
Her words that she would never reconcile with him truly left him devastated, and during the meal, he didn't utter a single word, just drank.
Qin Mu's heart felt hot, her breath trembled, mouth tingled with bitterness, yet she ended up giving a soft laugh, gently stroking his hair: "Mu Yichen, you're simply a rogue!"
Her voice was so soft, so helpless.
Mu Yichen refused to let go, later he pressed her onto his lap, kissing her recklessly.
Qin Mu did not resist, that night passed very peacefully.
