CHAPTER 1335: CHAPTER 379: WHO DO YOU WISH IT WAS

"It’s Jing Qing!"

The person on the other end of the phone introduced herself calmly.

Qin Mu looked down at her hand holding the scissors and let out a barely audible sigh.

"Long time no see! How have you been these past few years?"

Jing Qing asked her softly.

"Without you, it’s been pretty good!"

Qin Mu replied courteously, then put down the scissors and walked towards the window with her arms folded.

The thunder suddenly roared, and when Qin Mu looked up, she saw a flash of lightning in the distance. The voice on the other end asked, "Is it raining over there?"

"Yeah!"

Qin Mu responded, then turned around, leaning against the window, continuing to listen to the woman inside speak.

"I’m getting married, you probably know by now, right?"

"Yeah!"

"How about coming to my wedding?"

Jing Qing suggested to her.

Qin Mu’s heart tightened, and she thought for only two seconds: "Not really! I don’t plan on leaving Rongcheng anytime soon."

"I’ll send you an invitation, you don’t have to bring Mu Yichen, and you don’t need to worry about me doing anything else at the wedding. I value this wedding a lot, I will play the role of Zhen Jie’s bride well."

"Play the role?"

Qin Mu couldn’t help but mutter these words, very lightly, yet very important.

"Yes! I’ve chosen this man, I no longer believe in love, but I believe in long-term marriage. The reason I’m inviting you is actually very simple, I don’t want people to say that after all these years, the two of us still can’t let go of our grudges."

Jing Qing said to her on the other end, her voice clearly audible in this quiet office, at this quiet window, because Qin Mu, leaning against the window, was breathing so softly it was almost inaudible.

"Let go of our grudges? You and I, that’s never going to happen!"

Qin Mu chuckled softly, and when she said it, it wasn’t with hatred, but so casually, calmly, unbelievably.

"I’m begging you?"

Jing Qing said again, resorting to pleading with Qin Mu as she remained unmoved.

"It’s no use!"

Qin Mu said.

"I just called Mu Yichen!"

Jing Qing was furious, and suddenly said to Qin Mu on the phone.

Qin Mu didn’t say anything, thinking to herself that she didn’t care if she called him or not.

Later, Qin Mu hung up the phone, suddenly feeling like she was really stubborn, even though Jing Qing had lowered herself so much, but why should she do something she doesn’t want to do just because someone else lowers themselves?

By the time work was over, the rain was still drizzling, but everyone went out with their umbrellas and drove away.

Xiaomei ran upstairs: "Qinqin, I’m off work!"

"Yeah! Go ahead!"

Qin Mu was still leaning against the window there, listening to Xiaomei come in and then looking over, speaking to that happy woman.

"So I’m leaving, aren’t you leaving?"

"I’m waiting for Mr. Mu to pick me up!"

Qin Mu looked at the rain outside seeming to stop, feeling a bit disappointed.

"Can I drive your car?"

Xiaomei immediately perked up, but after asking this question, she immediately hesitated again.

Qin Mu looked at her with difficulty, but still understandingly smiled, yet Xiaomei’s smile froze on her face, she had no choice but to scratch the back of her head: "Then I’ll drive the little car, see you tomorrow!"

"Yeah!"

Qin Mu responded to her softly, and Xiaomei turned and happily left, eager to get to Zhao Huai’s apartment, where they had been snuggling under the covers all night recently. Even though it was inconvenient for Zhao Huai, it hadn’t stopped them from enjoying it.

Just as Xiaomei drove away, Mu Yichen’s car stopped downstairs at the studio.

Qin Mu went downstairs, locked the door, and got into Mu Yichen’s car. At this point, it was just a light drizzle, feeling pretty refreshing on her body.

Mu Yichen adjusted the air conditioning in the car a bit to avoid her catching a cold.

Qin Mu got in and fastened her seatbelt, and they headed home.

Mu Yichen wasn’t in a hurry to talk to Qin Mu about going to the Jing Family today, and Qin Mu wasn’t in a hurry to tell him about Jing Qing calling her in the afternoon. It felt like these matters had become trivial, even though they were still involved, it seemed not very important.

Along the way, they passed the place where he used to often buy roasted sweet potatoes, Mu Yichen saw the old man still standing there, holding a ragged parasol, his eyes showed emotion, he softly said to Qin Mu: "Look at the roadside over there."

Qin Mu looked at him puzzled, then curiously looked out the window.

"The roasted sweet potatoes you used to eat came from that old man."

Qin Mu couldn’t see clearly that person, but still told him: "Then let’s buy some, it’s been a long time since I had them!"