The door closed, and Mu Yichen suddenly said, "Find the ring!"
"I'm not finding it!"
"You're not finding it?"
"Hmm! Whoever threw it should find it themselves!"
Qin Mu stood at the door, leaning against the door panel, her hands pressed against it behind her back, feigning indifference in refusal.
Mu Yichen snorted and then went to search for the ring himself.
He remembered tossing it behind him, probably near the bed.
But this morning, before leaving, he looked around and saw nothing, so now he's checking by the sofa.
Qin Mu observed him half-kneeling by the sofa, peering below it, and instinctively snorted, thinking, if you're bold enough to throw it, just don't bother searching for it!
Now he's looking so thoroughly, who is he doing this for?
Mu Yichen frowned; nothing under the couch either. Considering the force and direction he threw it with, it shouldn't be there, but at the door...
