Although Qin Mu was assigned to be Wen Ran's personal assistant, he did not show the typical respect a subordinate would show their leader in her presence, but instead maintained a distant aloofness from her.
Once the BMW hit the road, he turned his head to look at Wen Ran on the passenger seat, holding a lunch box. He stowed away the brief flicker of curiosity in his eyes and asked indifferently, "Are you going home, Miss Wen, or somewhere else?"
If he guessed correctly, what she was holding should be sweet and sour pork ribs, one of Mo Xiuchen's favorite home-cooked dishes.
Wen Ran was looking down at the bag in her hands, hesitant about whether or not to go to the cemetery.
At Qin Mu's question, she looked up at him subconsciously. All she saw was his profile, as cold and somber as the night, and after a moment of silence, she replied, "Can you take me home, please?"
