Qin Mu thought, since things have come to this, let's end it sooner rather than later.
She spoke clearly, but there was no sound from the other side for a full minute.
Afterwards, she felt things had quieted down inside, and heard the sound of a door closing.
"What did you say at the cocktail party just now?"
He suddenly asked again.
Qin Mu felt as if someone had stabbed a knife into her heart, she almost spat out blood.
Luckily, he wasn't in front of her, unable to see her face turn alternately red and white with anger.
"I asked when you would have time, I'll go back..."
"I'm going on a business trip tomorrow, will be back in about a month."
"Business trip? A month?"
His voice was steady and unhurried, very composed.
Qin Mu only found it absurd upon hearing.
Absurd not because he's going on a trip, but because it's for a month.
In all the years they've been together, he rarely went on trips for so long, it's like an astronomical figure.
