"You..."
Qin Mu was so angry she couldn't speak. She couldn't beat him, so she stood up and pointed to the door: "You better go back to your own room now!"
"This was my room to begin with. Since moving in, this has been my master bedroom, and of course, it's also yours."
Mu Yichen didn't leave. Instead, he lay down directly with his hands behind his head, looking very comfortable.
Qin Mu was absolutely furious, clenching her teeth, because this shameless, audacious person was actually...
Alright then! He was her man!
Sigh!
Not only was the divorce impossible, but even the agreement they had made in Paris was void now. Qin Mu felt so miserable!
"I gave a bad review to the flower shop that sent flowers today."
Mu Yichen suddenly said as if he was trying to find something to talk about, but it was a good topic because—
"A bad review? Why?"
Qin Mu stood beside the bed with her hands on her hips and asked him disapprovingly.
"The bouquet they sent was terrible."
