...
Seeing that Qin Mu had no objections, Mu Wan turned and headed downstairs, while Qin Mu quickly tore off his moldy loungewear and hurried after her.
The shirt he was wearing now was something he'd randomly dug out from the bottom of a drawer at the villa; Mu Wan shouldn't recognize it.
When they got downstairs, Mu Wan clearly had no intention of letting Qin Mu in. Instead, she asked directly,
"Sir, have you thought it over?"
Qin Mu: "..."
Qin Mu's dark eyes burned as he stared at the door behind Mu Wan, itching to go in and take a look.
Mu Wan watched the man in front of her warily, feeling that his behavior was a bit strange.
But at the same time, there was this inexplicable sense of familiarity...
"Mm."
When Mu Wan heard the man finally give a response, her expression brightened.
"Okay, then I'll be troubling you from now on."
"Okay."
