"It's good to see Miss Qin enjoying herself. Just before our boss, Mu Yi, left, he instructed that from now on, all your expenses here will be on his account,"
Later, the restaurant manager told her that Mu Yichen had been sitting at a nearby corner table.
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That night, Qin Mu stood at the kitchen door, munching on an apple and watching Mu Yichen cook inside, suddenly feeling like she was in a dream.
"Why would you be interested in cooking?"
She asked out of curiosity.
"Are you interested in cooking?"
He asked while washing vegetables, not even turning back to look at her.
"No!"
Qin Mu answered immediately and then looked at the hand holding the apple, thinking to herself that this hand was meant for writing and cutting, not for cooking.
"Were you also there when I dined with Xiaohao today?"
"Mhm!"
Qin Mu's dark eyes stared at him unblinkingly, yet she held her breath and didn't ask another question.