""Don’t you always say there’s no father-son relationship at the gambling table?"
The old master threw his son’s often-used words back at him.
Mu Zihao smiled helplessly.
Qin Mu was dragged back to the room and pushed forcefully outwards. Mu Yichen immediately raised his hands and stood to the side, looking afraid of hurting her.
"What are you doing?"
Qin Mu asked him, raising her eyebrows.
"Grandpa told us to come up and rest!"
"Since when did you, President Mu, become someone who follows orders?"
"I do listen to some things, especially the words of my elders!"
He looked particularly sincere.
Qin Mu stared into his eyes, yet her gaze clearly said, ’I don’t believe a word of it!’
"May I come a little closer?"
The room lapsed into silence for several seconds before he asked her in a suddenly low and serious voice.
Qin Mu saw a faint weakness in his eyes, like a glimmer of light.
As her heart trembled, she suddenly laughed, tears seemingly on the verge of falling. She turned her head towards the window but stepped closer to him.
"Mu Yichen, I don’t care!"
She reached out, wrapped her arms around his waist, and buried her face deeply in his embrace.
Mu Yichen felt as if his heartbeat might stop at that moment, as his gaze directed towards the door, and he gently placed his hands on her.
"Let’s sleep together tonight!"
Qin Mu whispered to him.
Mu Yichen looked down, his gaze tender but hidden behind long lashes.
His lips planted a gentle kiss on the top of her head: "Mhm!"
He was never so well-behaved with her, as if even touching her was a crime.
Qin Mu stripped herself bare in his arms, looked up at him, and asked, "Do you care? If I’ve slept with Wang Mingyu?"
He looked at her and replied after a few seconds.
Qin Mu knew that neither of them didn’t care, but that they both couldn’t afford to care, so she clung to him tighter.
Nothing happened; they just held each other’s bodies.
"Zhao Huai said you guys are working on a big project lately. Mu Yichen, no matter what you do, I just hope you stay safe by my side."
She said softly to him, nestled in his embrace.
"Of course, I will be fine, but some people might be in trouble!"
"Have you figured it all out?"
"Jing Qing had someone knock me out and took me to Meilin’s house without realizing that Yang Qianxi knew her plan and drugged her drink."
Qin Mu lifted her gaze in disbelief. Could it be true that Yang Qianxi, who seemed unable to stir much trouble, had really set Jing Qing up?
"Did you call Yang Qianxi?"
"So Yang Qianxi gave you the address and then called Qin Mingzhu. She knew Qin Mingzhu hated you enough to be manipulated, leading to the conflict between the brothers over you."
Qin Mu looked up at him, incredulous at what he was telling her.
Then she leaned softly against his chest: "So, does that mean we were all played? You, me, Wang Mingyu, and Jing Qing!"
"Yes! Jing Qing is in the next room; the drug was rather potent, so she took longer to wake up."
"Last night, someone quietly went to Qin Mingzhu’s apartment. Qin Mingzhu herself admitted she colluded with Wang Huanyu to spike Wang Mingyu’s drink with a drug that would make him lose his inhibitions."
Qin Mu suddenly held her breath, daring not to ask any more questions.
She had been knocked out that night; so, had she and Wang Mingyu...
"Mumu, I truly don’t mind."
Qin Mu couldn’t lift her head; she pressed her face against his chest, gripping his arm tightly, the light in her eyes hard yet seemingly fragile enough to shatter with one touch.
"Yang Qianxi has admitted there was one night between us, but I’ve consulted with a doctor. Under those circumstances, it’s impossible that anything happened between us."
He looked down at the woman in his arms, her eyes moist, with tears rolling down her cheeks and onto his chest.
Qin Mu lifted her hand to her tear-streaked cheek, then turned away, unable to face him.
It was better not to speak of these matters; discussing them made it too difficult to remain unaffected.
This night, this conversation, cleared many lodged words from their throats!
The room fell silent once more.
Outside, rain began to fall quietly!
The raindrops pelted the window with no mercy, blurring all light beyond recognition.
The next day, Mu Yichen left early again, causing Qin Mu’s heart to race.
Not seeing him there made her feel particularly uneasy!
Although Mu Yichen had shared so much the previous night, he had conspicuously not mentioned what he was currently working on. She worried that his many enemies would harm him once more.