The sudden ringing of the phone broke the ambiguous atmosphere in the study.
Taking advantage of Qin Mu lowering his head to retrieve his phone, An Lin escaped from his embrace, moving five steps away from him, taking a deep breath.
"Hello, Mom."
The call was from Qin Mu's mother. Qin Mu watched An Lin escape, a sharp glint passing through his eyes.
An Lin heard him call his mom, her eyes flickered, she walked over to a single sofa and sat down, keeping her distance, she couldn't hear what his mother was saying on the phone.
All she heard was Qin Mu saying, "Mom, don't let your imagination run wild, An Lin and I are fine."
As he said this, Qin Mu looked at her again, meeting her gaze, a warm smile curved on his lips.
As if the misunderstandings she had about him were all her illusions.
He was still the man who had just gotten the marriage certificate with her, saying he would try hard to fall in love with her and be gentle and considerate to her.
