When the man said it was very sweet, there was clearly an indescribable deep meaning brewing in his dark eyes.
Mu Wan felt her heart race as she was stared at by the man's exquisite dark eyes.
"Shameless..."
Mu Wan murmured softly, seemingly reminded of something, and couldn't help but say, "It's almost noon, isn't Dongheng International busy? Don't you need to go to the company?"
"No need... coming to the school to discuss sponsorship is also part of my job..."
Mu Wan: "..."
Qin Mu always managed to present reasons perfectly, leaving Mu Wan with no grounds to refute him. She quietly watched Qin Mu holding a cup of water, appreciating the works in her art studio.
"Mu Wan, when did you start learning to draw?"
"Around the age of 5, I suppose. Ever since I can remember, I've always been holding a pen, tinkering with drawing paper."
Because Mu Qingqiu, herself, was born into painting, although she didn't know much about others in the Mu family.
