Mu Yichen lowered his head to look at her after entering the elevator, noticing that she seemed a bit insecure. This was quite rare, and it seemed like he would need to come here to play more often.
Of course, he wouldn't frequently get her drunk. He believed that they had reconciled, at least physically.
There was still no one at home. The two of them went upstairs, and Qin Mu went to the bathroom to take a bath first. From last night until now, she was truly reeking of alcohol. In her whole life, she had never drunk as much as she did last night.
Mu Yichen leisurely undressed. When Yang Qin called, he was sitting by the bed about to take off his pants, so he unhappily paused and answered the call.
"Boss, there's a meeting at ten this morning. If you don't come soon, you'll be late!"
"Let them hold it themselves!"
Mu Yichen replied indifferently, habitually hanging up without saying goodbye.
