Qin Mu knew there were people standing behind her, so she never dared to turn around and look. Instead, it was a colleague who raised their head to ask Jian Yan for his opinion. Jian Yan just smiled but didn’t give them an answer. Since the discussion had already started, they naturally had to come up with the best solution. Near noon, Qin Mu was about to leave. She originally wanted to leave with her bag directly, but since Jian Yan was standing there, she had to greet him. "Master! I’m continuing my leave today!" Qin Mu smiled like a child, yet carried a hint of reluctant difficulty. Jian Yan didn’t speak but just watched her with a silent gaze, which slowly lowered. Qin Mu immediately left with her bag. The colleagues didn’t notice anything was wrong until Jian Yan went into the office and slammed the door shut. Jian Yan was not without a temper. Qin Mu drove herself to that small shop again, sitting outside to eat her simple lunch, then went to a nearby mall, where she picked a basketball that wasn’t cheap in the sports section. Then she selected four sets of sportswear, choosing the same style for her and Feng Fanghua, larger for Feng Fanghua. Mu Zihao and grandpa’s were the same, not the same size, but the same style. Life went on day after day . Qin Mu started waking up every morning to go jogging and play basketball. Occasionally, Mu Zihao would accompany her; otherwise, she played slam dunk by herself. The past, gradually, began to blur before her eyes. On the day the show ended, Jian Yan got drunk for the first time. Qin Mu worried about him but didn’t dare to care for him. So when colleagues were helping him home, Qin Mu took the opportunity to find his phone in his pocket. Her hand was suddenly grabbed, and Qin Mu shuddered, reflexively looking up at him. At the hotel entrance, with people coming and going, she suddenly felt a bit unsure of the time. Jian Yan slightly raised his bloodshot eyes to look at her, tightly gripping her wrist, slowly turning red. Jian Yan lowered his eyes slowly, looking at the slender wrist he was holding, then gradually let go. In that moment, Qin Mu seemed to stop breathing. Only after he let go did she slowly lift his phone and find the most unfamiliar number in his contacts. No name, but it was the number with the most missed calls. Qin Mu had an instinct that it was that girl. Google seaʀᴄh novel⚑fire.net Qin Mu dialed the number but didn’t say anything once connected, handing it to the male colleague: "Tell her to take care of JY!" The colleague knowingly nodded and, once the car came, helped him into the car and left. At that time, Jian Yan was no longer looking at her, but Qin Mu stood there, unable to move for a long time. Her eyes, not knowing why, blurred her vision. Was it a difficult choice? Qin Mu stood silently at the hotel entrance, facing the cold wind until she realized she was blocking the way, then slowly stepped aside and left from the edge. She could even feel the sadness, the anger of Jian Yan knowing she was going to call Xiao Wei, the... But, he ultimately let go, just like she ultimately had to turn away. Maybe, a mentor-mentee relationship doesn’t have to last forever. Turning away and having their backs to each other is another way of being together. Now, she no longer needed anyone to tell her that Jian Yan liked her. She could see it, in his eyes, in his silence. She was no longer the silly little girl from before, waiting for Xiaomei to tell her how much her master liked her, no longer waiting for Mu Yichen to repeatedly warn her to stay away from Jian Yan, further and further away. But he is her master! Back then, when he agreed to teach her, let her into the house, she secretly made up her mind to follow him for a lifetime. No matter what she did for him, she was willing, even if it meant taking care of him in his old age, she wouldn’t have said a word. How naive she was back then! The wind brazenly blew through her long hair like that. The wind brazenly blew across her wet face like that. Qin Mu hoped Jian Yan would never say those words to her, so she could feel a little less guilty. Qin Mu suddenly missed Mu Yichen because she suddenly wanted to lean into his arms and cry like a fool without any scruples. She wanted to ask Mu Yichen if her mentor-mentee relationship with Jian Yan was really over ? She thought only Mu Yichen could give her a real answer.