Mu Qing's beautiful face was adorned with a sweet smile. Idiot, she tenderly cursed in her mind, remembering the cautious way he had asked for her opinion. He seemed terrified of upsetting her to the point it made her laugh. She felt quite flattered when he asked her if showing up publicly would be uncomfortable for her, and if so, he would think of something else. However, if she agreed, he was ready to take her away under everyone's watchful gaze. Embarrassing, yes, but exciting—what good fortune it was! How could it be inconvenient? It was super convenient! What on earth was he up to?