"Why am I this mad and still helping you hide it? Why is it you get hurt for another woman, and I'm the one suffering?"
Qin Mu yelled at him, but he only responded with a smile.
"Because you're the woman I love most!"
That light little sentence stuffed Qin Mu so full she couldn't squeeze out another word.
All she could do was glare at him. After glaring enough, she turned and walked to the bed, sat at the foot, lowered her head, and sulked.
Mu Yichen was still leaning against the door, watching her fume so gloomily. He'd be lying if he said his heart didn't ache, but he was also a little helpless.
"You use just one word and block me to death. Don't you think you're going too far?"
Qin Mu was still angry when he suddenly sat down beside her. She turned her head, slanting him a look as she asked, her gaze a bit sharp.
"Mrs. Mu's temper has been a bit big these past few days, but I know it's all because you feel bad for me, right?"
