Quite awkward

After finishing the filming, Qi Yu ran to wash his hands.

There is a shared washbasin in the middle of the men's and women's restrooms.

She was distracted and looked out the window. It was getting dark, and it was the peak time for the restaurant. She was thinking about what to eat next.

Is it spicy hot pot or rice with toppings?

Qi Yu turned sideways to squeeze the hand sanitizer and bumped into a tall man beside her.

She wanted to avoid it, but her body leaned back, unable to maintain her balance. She subconsciously grabbed the corner of the other person's clothes, and after two seconds of contact, she immediately stepped back to create distance.

Then, a clear and greasy handprint appeared on the man's white shirt. She couldn't help but widen her eyes, then looked up and saw the man's face, and immediately took a breath.

“I, I’ll pay.”

Mu Chenan raised his eyelids, looked at her coldly, and noticed that she was wearing waitress clothes.

He tutted, and said with a slight disdain: "No need, you can't afford it."

Mu Chenan looked down at his clothes again, frowned, and turned away.

It's really disrespectful.

Qi Yu couldn't swallow this anger. She ran over to stop him, stiffening her neck and saying, "I know this brand is not cheap, but wait, I'll buy you a new one right now."

Mu Chenan pursed his lips and said nothing, and Qi Yu took it as his agreement.

She quickly washed her hands and removed her makeup, then changed into casual clothes and took the elevator downstairs.

There was a high-end shopping mall downstairs, and the upper and lower floors were all stores selling luxury goods. She ran into the store and the waiter greeted her warmly.

The shirt Muchenan was wearing was the latest model, and the price was a five-digit figure.

Qi Yu gritted his teeth and paid with his credit card.

The salary she earned from filming two movies was not enough to buy a piece of clothing, but she still paid half of it as a lesson to warn herself to be more prudent and careful in the future.

When she returned to the restaurant, she was stopped outside by the waiter.

"Do you have an appointment?"

Qi Yu had no choice but to make up an excuse: "I'm an actor who was filming here this afternoon. I left something here. Please let me in to look for it."

The waiter was very easy to talk to. He nodded and smiled at her and let her in.

The restaurant was crowded, with waiters going back and forth between booths serving dishes. Qi Yu moved cautiously to look for Muchenan.

Could it be that he really left?

Qi Yu walked to a money tree somewhat dejectedly, took out his cell phone, looked through the call records left by Muchenan last time, and clicked to dial.

After waiting for more than ten seconds, the other party answered the phone.

"Second brother, where have you been? I can't find you in the restaurant."

"I'm in Zhuyin, come here by yourself."

Muchenan's voice was softer and deeper than usual.

Qi Yu stepped into the quiet corridor and knocked on the door of Zhuyin's box with doubts. After hearing "come in", he slowly pushed the door open and went in.

A man and a woman sat opposite each other and looked at her at the same time.

The men are mature and handsome, and the women are bright and charming.

Are you dating?

Will the greasy palm prints on Muchen'an's clothes affect the girl's impression of him?

Qi Yu was about to quietly put down her things and leave, but at this moment, Mu Chenan naturally introduced her to others: "This is my sister."

Qi Yu paused and stared at him blankly.

Her relationship with him isn't that good yet.

Mu Chenan's expression was quite calm: "This is Ling Qiao, President Ling."

"Hello, Mr. Ling." Qi Yu nodded to Mr. Ling, then handed the shopping bag to Mu Chenan: "Second brother, go change your clothes first."

Mu Chenan took it and pulled out a chair: "Eat something."

Gentle tone, considerate behavior,

"what?"

"What? Come on and eat."

After Mu Chenan left, Qi Yu picked up a pair of chopsticks and noticed that the dishes on the table were basically untouched. She looked at Ling Qiao awkwardly.

“Is the food not tasty?”

"I didn't know Mr. Mu couldn't eat spicy food, so he didn't even touch his chopsticks."

Ling Qiao felt very guilty. She had finally made an appointment with Mu Tian’s president to have dinner together, but she didn’t know his taste in advance. She simply thought that he was a local of Linjiang and naturally loved spicy food.

Qi Yu pursed her lips and said in a gentle voice, "He is very picky about food. I hate eating at the same table with him the most."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Chenan pushed the door open after changing his clothes. He heard every word Qi Yu complained about him and reacted calmly.

Qi Yu noticed that he was empty-handed and asked tentatively, "Where are the dirty clothes?"

“Lost.”

Qi Yu immediately put down her chopsticks and ran out the door, bypassing the man like a gust of wind.

A minute later, she found a familiar shopping bag next to the trash can, which contained the dirty clothes that Mu Chenan had just changed.

Carrying the bag, Mu Chenan returned to the box and sat down. He glanced at her expression lightly, did not ask any more questions, looked away, and continued to talk about work with Ling Qiao.

Qi Yu buried his head in eating, thinking that the money for the clothes was compensation for this sumptuous and expensive dinner.

She silently comforted herself in her heart.

About twenty minutes later, when Qi Yu was full, the conversation between Mu Chenan and Ling Qiao also ended.

Ling Qiao picked up an Hermès platinum bag, and her every move exuded elegant and intellectual feminine charm, and she looked very compatible with Muchenan.

When she passed Qi Yu, she stopped and patted her shoulder: "Little girl, see you next time."

Qi Yu nodded politely in response.

Mu Chenan followed Ling Qiao away without saying goodbye.

After eating and drinking her fill, Qi Yu stretched out in her seat. Suddenly, she picked up the shopping bag with her feet and took out Mu Chenan's dirty clothes from it.

The dark yellow greasy palm print was clearly visible. After all, it was worth five figures, so she couldn't bear to throw it away.