"Why can't I get through to your phone?"
He strolled over, his voice leisurely yet impossible to defy.
"I switched to a local number because I'll be staying in the country for a while."
She held up her phone, shook it, and smiled at him with forced ease.
Mu Yichen reached out for her phone without a word, intending to check it, only to find it locked and requiring a password or fingerprint.
"What's the password?"
He looked up at her, then back at the phone.
"Let me do it!"
Qin Mu turned and unlocked the phone with her thumb while standing beside him.
Mu Yichen couldn't help but glance at her, noticing her comfortable demeanor—nothing like that of a woman who had been given the cold shoulder for a week.
He even wondered if she had been secretly happy while he wasn't at home.
"What did you want to talk about when you called today?"
He dialed his own number, and without checking his phone, he casually sat down on the sofa, still holding hers.
