Qin Mu looked at him so dissatisfied, so arrogant, unable to tolerate even a single word of opposition from her, and felt increasingly uneasy inside. Her relationship with the old man was her own business, but what did it look like now?
These past two days, he hadn't mentioned anything about the divorce. She thought he was waiting until after the New Year, so she didn't press him. But now he wanted her to go to the Mu Family, and her heart couldn't take it anymore. She wanted to bring it up with him, but unexpectedly, he suddenly grabbed her arm and pulled her toward his car.
"Mu Yichen, you're hurting me, let go, Mu Yichen, Mu Yichen..."
Qin Mu shouted loudly just as they reached his car.
Mu Yichen turned his head to look at her: "Say it after you get in the car."
The irritation in Qin Mu's eyes slightly eased, and she got into the car.
There was a little scattered snow on the roadside, not in piles, not in lines, looking somewhat bleak.
