"I know!"
Mu Yichen's enigmatic gaze carried a faint smile as he looked down at Qin Mu.
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In the evening, neither of them went home; instead, they went to a certain club, without inviting anyone else.
After Qin Mu was brought into the private room, she obediently leaned against the sofa and waited.
The staff quickly brought in a variety of alcoholic drinks, and Qin Mu discreetly scanned the uneven heights of the bottles with sharp eyes.
Over the years, she had tasted all kinds of drinks, and among those placed on the table, she recognized almost every bottle. But tonight, was Mr. Mu planning to drink her to death?
Just a few bottles would be enough, yet he ordered so many...
Isn't this a bit too much?
Mu Yichen lit a cigarette, standing behind the staff and watching as they placed the bottles on the table one by one. Half-squinting his eyes, he looked at her through the layers of smoke he exhaled.
