At the end of the year, Qin Mu didn't receive a call from Mu Yichen, but rather saw a WeChat message from him saying he had returned to the city.
Drinking and chatting with colleagues in a very quiet bar, listening to them talk about interesting stories from their lives, Qin Mu always felt like she was listening to some bizarre fantasy. Beautiful images appeared in her eyes, but they seemed so distant, as if they were on an unknown horizon.
Her assistant hurried to the bar and handed out a few business cards, printed with a Chinese name, Zong Yi!
Those two characters were quite beautiful and pleasant, very winning, everyone said it was a good choice, very interesting, but Qin Mu felt a chill in her heart.
Especially when she saw him looking at her with that persistent smile, Qin Mu thought of her past few years.
