Qin Mu almost lost her balance and nearly fell. Fortunately, there was a door frame behind her. She lightly leaned on it, looking at him with clear, transparent eyes.
"Why is Mr. Mu here?"
She asked casually, as if merely greeting an old acquaintance.
Mu Yichen didn't speak, he just stared straight into her eyes.
Qin Mu felt as if a sandstorm had clouded her vision, blocking her from seeing the mistakes outside. Yet, she couldn't understand how his gaze penetrated her eyes so quickly, reaching deep inside her, leaving her no time to even cry out in pain.
Qin Mu gazed at him in confusion, but as he turned to leave, she suddenly lowered her eyes, looking at the cigarette held between her fingers.
Was it because of this?
Even though he never would have imagined she smoked, it shouldn't have made him that angry, right?
After all, he now had someone new; how was it fair that she couldn't have a small habit or two?
With time passing so long, without such minor vices...
