Huanhuan happily sipped her juice and looked even more content as she watched her daddy sit down next to mommy, taking a big gulp with effort.
Qin Mu didn't look at him but sharply noticed that the cup he was about to grab belonged to someone else and promptly pushed her own toward him, "Use this one!"
Mu Yichen's hand, which was about to touch the cup, retreated, and turning around, his bright, star-like eyes seemed to be in deep thought as he looked at her. Qin Mu, holding the wine bottle, filled his glass again.
"Thank you!"
He said lightly, lifting his glass first. Just as he was about to drink, he looked around at everyone seated: "I'll toast to everyone first. It's my first time drinking with friends from your studio, and I also want to thank you for taking care of Qin Mu over the years."
As soon as he said this, both male and female colleagues happily raised their glasses, and even Yang Qianxi, who hardly understood French, also lifted hers.