"So you really want to take responsibility for me?" she muttered.
"Fine, since you don't need it, I might as well enjoy myself while I can."
He suddenly spoke softly, raising his hand to gently tuck the hair blocking her face behind her ear.
Xiaomei and the others had come to work in the morning before he left, and after watching him drive away, they whispered in her ear, "What are you two always doing in the studio that just last night you got snapped by the paparazzi?"
"So I was premeditated!"
Qin Mu glanced at her before leaving the reception area and heading upstairs to his own office.
"Did you understand what she just said?"
Qin Mu's voice wasn't loud at the time, but it was firm enough to frighten Xiaomei into thinking she'd had a hallucination, so she curiously asked the people around her.
But everyone was busy with their work, at most just shaking their heads at her.
Xiaomei took this to mean that people from abroad didn't understand Chinese.
