Her gaze swept across the man's tired brows as Qin Wan said in a dismissive tone, "I'll take you home."
And she moved to leave.
Mu Shaochen paused slightly.
A hint of surprise flashed in his deep eyes, and he followed her, keeping pace with her steps.
In the car, Qin Wan focused on the road ahead, never asking any questions about Qin Zheng.
Mu Shaochen also remained silent, simply sitting quietly in the passenger seat.
He leaned in her direction, his eyes softening with tenderness as they rested on her.
Enjoying the silence like this was actually quite nice.
A moment of warmth was savored.
Perhaps feeling unsettled by his gaze, Qin Wan turned to look at Mu Shaochen.
His eyes did not waver, gentle yet still domineering and assertive.
Qin Wan's brows knit lightly as she suggested, "If you're tired, close your eyes and rest for a while."
"Okay."
Mu Shaochen obediently responded, the corners of his mouth bending into a small smile.
