107 Compensation Required by President Mu (8)
"Is it you? I need to speak with you alone."
He suddenly pointed at Qin Mu's face, and although he lacked an imposing aura, he still seemed to have a quite good opinion of himself.
Qin Mu couldn't help but press her lips into a straight line, offering a faint yet polite smile.
This young master appeared to be about her age, but mentally, he seemed more than a decade younger. She didn't refute, only slightly lifting her hand to indicate that he should sit down beside her.
The colleagues immediately went out for dinner, with a handsome guy responsible for holding Huanhuan, and only Yang Qianxi stayed with Qin Mu to entertain him. As the young master sat down, he even dusted off his trousers. Qin Mu quietly noted his small actions, as well as the irritation in his eyes, thinking he must have a bit of a cleanliness obsession.