"Come on, everyone, let's have some dessert. Eating something sweet can relieve fatigue. You've all worked hard these past few days."
Ling Yichen's assistant, carrying desserts and coffee milk tea, came in from outside. Mu Chengxi, walking lazily at the end of the group, extinguished the half-smoked cigarette in his hand before entering.
Approaching Wen Xin, Mu Chengxi took her warm hand, looking pleased, and placed a cheesecake in her hand.
"Try this dessert and see if you like it. If not, I'll buy you something tasty when we return to Beijing."
The smell of smoke lingered on Mu Chengxi, and Wen Xin turned to look at him, her eyebrows slightly raised. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing much, just had a craving for a cigarette," Mu Chengxi replied, leaning his head on Wen Xin's shoulder with a gentle voice.
