Jiang Zhiyuan sat on the sofa and stubbed out a cigarette he didn’t remember lighting, then asked Qin Mu with particular focus. "Instead of getting that man to disappear from in front of her, why don’t you just steal her away?" Qin Mu thought for a moment, a complex emotion flashing in her big, beautiful eyes, then looked up at Jiang Zhiyuan to propose. "Steal her away? How? They’re neighbors, and I’m so far from her." "Well, if not, you could give up on her, but would you really abandon such a great girl? Or you could fake being sick and see if she comes to your apartment to take care of you?" In Qin Mu’s eyes, there was a mischievous glint like she had many secrets. "Such a lousy trick?" Jiang Zhiyuan leaned back slightly, looking a little disapproving. "It is a dirty trick, but don’t you guys always come up with these kinds of tricks for Mu Yichen? Wasn’t it you who posted on social media about his car accident when we were in Paris?" "Was it me? Wasn’t it Old Qin?" Qin Mu just looked at him, clearly disapproving, thinking you nearly scared me to death that time, and yet I’m here advising you. But advising is what she’s doing, and if it gets exposed, she bets An Nan would torment him. "Alright! I’ll try it! But you have to cooperate with me!" Jiang Zhiyuan saw the look in Qin Mu’s eyes, and as if to retract his previous words, he agreed immediately. Qin Mu looked at him with disbelief for just a moment. After Jiang Zhiyuan left, Qin Mu couldn’t help but laugh, thinking there’s no way you wouldn’t have ideas in your head unless you’re completely smitten. But An Nan is indeed a very special girl; even she kind of likes An Nan. Qin Mu thought for a moment, then picked up her phone and sent An Nan a message: "Warning! Young Master Jiang is planning to fake being sick to trick you into taking care of him at his apartment." An Nan replied: "Got it! Thanks!" Qin Mu put her phone down again. She didn’t want An Nan to find out later that she had been giving Jiang Zhiyuan advice. What if she got blamed later? However, actually, the one being tricked is Young Master Jiang, though Jiang Zhiyuan doesn’t realize it. A man in love can really be foolish. When the whole world knows that woman loves him, he’s still not sure if it’s because he’s afraid of losing her or because he thinks she’s too perfect? But, whatever the reason, Qin Mu believes An Nan and Jiang Zhiyuan are bound to be together, and very much in love too. At a dinner together, Qin Mu casually mentioned it to An Nan, not expecting her to suggest just being supportive of Jiang Zhiyuan while the two of them keep in constant touch; An Nan doesn’t like fighting unprepared battles. It was drizzling lightly when Qin Mu got off work that afternoon, and she stood at the entrance of the studio waiting for Mu Yichen to pick her up. Only Mu Yichen hadn’t arrived yet when Zhao Huai’s car pulled up in front of their studio. Xiaomei came out from inside with a backpack. As soon as she saw the silver sedan, she immediately ran excitedly towards it, with Qin Mu leisurely watching her from the doorway. Xiaomei instinctively gave a sheepish grin: "Um, your car was taken in for maintenance, so I asked Zhao Huai to pick me up today." Qin Mu said nothing, just raised her brows slightly to signal she understood. Xiaomei gave her a small wave goodbye and ducked her head to run out. Qin Mu laughed wryly, seeing Xiaomei get in the car and still wave goodbye to her, shaking her head involuntarily. Zhao Huai’s move of being "brother and sister," such a cliché, must have been a way to avoid missing out on Xiaomei, so he interacted before confirming anything. Now that he’s sure, so... Xiaomei, that prize, really can’t escape now. But Xiaomei didn’t seem to be planning to escape anyway. In love, sometimes it feels like one person sets the trap, and the other one willingly steps into it. It’s to say, they had already made a wish in their heart. Suddenly that old song comes to mind, more than friends but not yet lovers. Qin Mu waited another three to five minutes before Mu Yichen’s car leisurely came over; when the rain began falling heavier, Qin Mu stood at the door with arms crossed, watching the man in the car. He clearly glanced her way, then grabbed an umbrella and got out once he saw she wasn’t coming over. Qin Mu smiled inside, thinking, sure enough, he brought an umbrella again. But if she had brought an umbrella herself, he’d definitely say he hadn’t brought one. Mu Yichen opened the umbrella and got out of the car, walked over to her. On the way, Qin Mu hadn’t seen his face under the umbrella, but when he got closer, she felt his strong presence.