Qin Mu initially appeared somewhat concerned, but his expression subtly shifted when his gaze fell upon the drawing board strapped to Mu Wan's back.
Sick… Even after seeking medical attention, she didn't forget to carry it with her.
Mu Wan is truly something special.
"Follow me now… If it weren't for worrying about how the old man would notice something off when you return home, Mu Wan, don't think… that my work is so relaxed that I can afford to look after you like this."
Mu Wan: "..."
He's really sharp-tongued.
Listening to the man's not-so-kind words, Mu Wan merely nodded.
"Alright."
She followed...
The refined man of Chinese descent, especially one as striking as him, scolding a woman in this manner yet speaking with a hint of concern, drew the attention of everyone around.
The crowd speculated about the man's extraordinary identity, feeling all the more like… the woman was truly lucky.
