The studio was full of girls who admired Jian Yan, and Xiaomei was naturally one of them.
Later, Qin Mu felt that maybe she really shouldn't sit next to Jian Yan anymore; it was as if she was taking away opportunities from so many girls, yet she didn't need that chance herself.
When she thought of a certain phrase, her brows furrowed unconsciously, feeling truly disgusted.
As a result, she didn't eat seriously at dinner. Unless Mu Yichen urged her, she would only remember to take a bite.
Jian Yan, separated by so many people, could only watch her from a distance.
After dinner, everyone went their separate ways, and Mu Yichen forcibly dragged Qin Mu into the car. Qin Mu didn't ask where they were going, and the two of them had zero conversation on the road. Qin Mu, having drunk two glasses of wine, felt a bit dizzy, leaning against the seat and nearly falling asleep.
Mu Yichen glanced at her, then silently drove on towards home.