Qin Mu was on the verge of tears, her eyes brimming with emotion as she looked at him and asked again.
"Wang Huanyu personally said that the person who slept with Yang Qianxi that night wasn’t me, it was Wang Mingyu!"
He held her face in his hands, and every word he uttered, he spoke in a voice only she could hear.
In Qin Mu’s already tearful eyes, the world became a blur, yet she clutched his arm with such intensity, "Then, then us——"
"I belong to you, and you alone are mine!"
Looking into his deep and dark eyes, Qin Mu suddenly found herself struggling to maintain control.
Turning to see the guests smiling at her, she had intended to hold back, but she could not stand it any longer. She felt that these two long months were like two centuries, and that was truly enough.
So, with her breath coming in uneven gasps, she bowed her head, nudged his chest slightly, and after a few seconds, looked up at Mu Yichen again, unable to say a word, just breaking out into tears like a fool.
Snuggling into his embrace once more, she burst into uncontrollable sobs.
The guests and Xiaomei were dumbstruck, both feeling that it wasn’t appropriate for them to stay there any longer.
Xiaomei swiftly led the guests away with polite haste, while Qin Mu continued to cry loudly in Mu Yichen’s embrace.
He held her close, his hands soothing her back as his lips curved slightly.
Hiding in his arms, Qin Mu didn’t dare to look up, her face already stained with tears.
Just hearing him call her silly girl made her miserably raise her hand to flail against his chest in protest.
She had simply been living insincerely these past days.
She had been trying to numb herself, to remain as calm as possible during this time.
But when this period was truly over, she felt that she could no longer bear it.
As her colleagues couldn’t help but look at them out of curiosity, Mu Yichen turned his head slightly, a fleeting look of helplessness in his dark eagle eyes, and then he whispered in her ear, "Shall I take you upstairs to let it all out, is that okay?"
Taking her silence as consent, Mu Yichen lifted her into his arms and turned towards the staircase.
Their colleagues looked at each other, feeling as if their boss had finally overcome an ordeal, and they involuntarily breathed a sigh of relief for her.
Qin Mu found herself carried to the room she once used, and after the door was shut, Mu Yichen gently put her down, reaching behind to lock the door. He firmly held her face to prevent her from burying it in his chest again.
"My shirt is completely soaked, shall I change into a new one and let you continue crying, is that okay?"
He coaxed her softly, his hands gripping her arms.
Qin Mu’s voice, hoarse from crying, complained petulantly.
Mu Yichen tenderly held her face, not waiting for her to look up before her tears drenched his palms. In that moment, his heart ached beyond measure.
So he forced her to lift her head, and as soon as her face appeared, he began to wipe her tears away.
"Tell me again, okay? We haven’t slept with any of those disgusting people."
She sobbed and asked him once more, her gaze still anxious.
"When have I ever lied to you? Do you want me to bring those brothers in front of you so they can admit it to your face?"
"Jerk! Jerk! I never want to see them again."
She spoiled herself with petulance, behaving like the indulged girl she used to be with him.
Mu Yichen resigned himself to letting her hit him.
"Mu Yichen, you must never let me go through something again!"
Her eyes looked at him tenderly, insistent and firm.
Mu Yichen dared not take it lightly, embracing her and gently soothing her with his hands.
Looking at his serious expression, Qin Mu suddenly noticed how much thinner he’d become, his features sharper and more distinct than before, and her heart ached, "You..."
Mu Yichen raised a hand to cover her mouth, signaling her not to say another word.
"Is it still about Wang Huanyu and Jing Qing?"
"Let’s not talk about that right now!"
"Mu Yichen, can we talk about it now, please?"
Recently, she had been wanting to ask him if he intended to be utterly ruthless, but because she wasn’t certain about some things, she hadn’t spoken up. Now that there were no barriers between them, she couldn’t hold back any longer.
Today, for both of them, was more than just the passing of a storm!
But Mu Yichen was still not willing to let those people off, even though it had turned out to be a huge misunderstanding. The events of that night were indeed real.
And the stress that they, as a couple, had endured during this time—they were determined to make the perpetrators pay the price.
The first to be dealt with was the Jing Family. Overnight, scandals about Jing Qing flooded the media, from celebrated actress to the arrogant daughter of a wealthy family—all it took was a few photos and just over a hundred words.