"Seen a ghost?"
Wen Runuan joked lightly.
"Maybe!"
Qin Mu's gaze flickered a bit, her smile tinged with insincerity.
"Huh?"
Wen Runuan froze.
"Let's eat!"
Fortunately, the waiter arrived with their dishes, allowing Qin Mu to divert the topic.
Wen Runuan noticed she wasn't keen on discussing further and didn't pry into her privacy, instead serving herself some soup.
"I love this fish soup from your hotel's chef. It's especially fresh and purer compared to other hotels' soups."
Wen Runuan commented, taking a sip of her soup.
"If Mu always heard this, he'd probably be puffed up with pride."
Qin Mu suddenly thought of that man who can barely handle compliments.
But Mu Yichen isn't just bad at receiving compliments; he's also not great with small talk.
In short, he's a super petty man. Thinking back to this morning, when he was at a loss for words, he didn't even properly say goodbye before heading to work. Oh, so frustrating!
Thus, today's meal was going on Mu always bill.
