The sudden ringtone of the cell phone broke the ambiguity in the study.

Taking advantage of the lack of Qin Mu's head down and taking out his phone, An Lin escaped from his imprisonment, walked away from him five steps away, and took a deep breath.

"Hey, mom."

The phone call was from Qin Mu's mother. Qin Mu looked at An Lin who was running away, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

When An Lin heard him call him mother, her eyes flashed. She walked to the single sofa beside her and sat down. She was far away and could not hear what her mother-in-law said on the phone.

I heard Qin Mu say, "Mom, don't think too much, An Lin and I are fine."

When he said this, Qin Mu looked at her again. When he met her gaze, a warm curve appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It seemed that his misunderstandings about her were her hallucinations.

He had just obtained a certificate with her and said he would try his best to fall in love with her and be gentle and considerate to her.

An Lin pursed her lips, and her expression was a little cold.

Qin Mu didn't care about her indifference to him at all. He smiled lightly and his voice was clear. "Mom, An Lin is in the study with me now. If you don't believe me, I'll let her answer the phone."

After he finished speaking, he came to An Lin a few steps and said gently, "Mom called and thought I bullied you. An Lin, please explain it to me."

An Lin looked at him coldly.

How could this man pretend to be so vague?

Didn't he bully her?

"An Lin, don't be angry. My mother doesn't know what we are doing. It's so wrong to make this call. Next time, I will turn off the machine first."

Qin Mu smiled, his voice was low, and there was a trace of imaginative ambiguity. An Lin opened her eyes wide and looked at him incredibly.

His cheeks were hot because of his words. This damn man actually said such words to the phone.

"mom."

An Lin took the phone, pursed her lips hard, and adjusted her emotions and spoke.

Seeing her instantly go from anger to a bright smile and a light tone, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of Qin Mu's mouth.

"An Lin, Amu said I disturbed you, is that true? I disturbed you to make villains. Oh, I didn't mean it..."

An Lin's face was so hot that it was about to burn.

Although she is almost thirty, she is not as thick-skinned as she discusses such ambiguous topic with her mother-in-law in front of her husband.

For a moment, she didn't know how to answer.

But Tan's mother took her silence as embarrassment and smiled happily on the other end of the phone, "An Lin, I originally thought Amu bullied you, but you were angry with him, so he asked your mother to go to City G. Now it seems that I have misunderstood, so I have nothing else to do. You guys continue, keep going."

From the beginning to the end, An Lin didn't say a word.

It’s not that she didn’t want to say it, but that Tan’s mother didn’t give her a chance at all.

Looking at the phone being hung up, An Lin blinked blankly, and her mother-in-law had rich imaginations.

"I'll give you my phone."

An Lin pursed her lips and spoke in a very bad tone.

While speaking, the cell phone was thrown at Qin Mu.

Qin Mu took it lightly and sat down in front of her with a tall body. It was originally a single sofa. When he sat down, he was tightly close to An Lin.

"An Lin."

An Lin just wanted to get up, but Qin Mu grabbed her wrist again.

She turned her head and looked at him unhappily, "The two of them are too crowded, I'll go in the chair."

"No, I think it's just right. If you feel squeezed, I don't care if you sit on my lap." Qin Mu looked serious, without any jokes or teasing her.

He also patted his legs, as if saying to An Lin: If you don’t believe me, sit up, I will definitely bear it.

"A Mu, you weren't like this before."

An Lin had a cold face and a bad tone. In her eyes, he was a man with a cold temperament. Although he also had warm times, he would not give you a very bad feeling.

But now, he made her feel strange.

Qin Mu's eyes dimmed and he sighed softly, "An Lin, let's talk calmly, okay?"

"What to talk about."

An Lin was grabbed by him and couldn't walk away. Through the fabric, he could feel his body temperature, and the palm of his palms were constantly oozing into the skin and reaching the heart.

“Talk about recording.”

Qin Mu calmed down his expression and said in a gentle and serious tone.

"What else is there to talk about? Haven't you finished listening?" An Lin said stiffly, and a hint of apology appeared on Qin Mujun's face, "An Lin, that's mine. I shouldn't have figured out the truth and just said to you that way."

"You have said it."

Until now, when An Lin felt inexplicably wronged when she thought of his words that night.

She remembered that night, she received a courier from Gao Yuwen, which was a recorder. She didn't know what was recorded in it at that time, so Gao Yuwen only said that she was thanking her for her good things.

I don’t know that Qin Mu, who was socializing outside, returned home at some point, was in the study.

She thought she was listening to the recording alone, but as a result, Qin Mu in the study came out and happened to hear what she said: Gao Yuwen, you are the stupidest woman I have ever seen. He actually put medicine into Amu's tea because of my few words. Did you never dream of it? I know you will act tonight...

In fact, anyone will be angry when they hear such words.

Qin Mu couldn't believe that all this was a scene directed and acted by An Lin. It would be despicable to say that Gao Yuwen drugged him into the water and wanted to sleep with him to threaten him to marry her.

So, how important should An Lin's scheming be?

"An Lin!"

At that time, he was standing at the entrance of the study room. The sound of An Lin seemed to come from an ice cellar, with a biting chill; it was like an arrow that broke through the air and shot directly into An Lin's heart.

She turned her head in shock, and when she met Qin Mu's cold and fierce eyes, the blood on her face faded away under the light.

His eyes were filled with sharpness, questioning, disappointment, anger...

There are too many emotions intertwined, and An Lin has no way to understand it. The only feeling is that her heart is very painful.

"Amu."

Her voice was filled with a hint of tremolo, and she wanted to explain it. However, the recording pen in her hand fell on the coffee table and continued, and it was her conversation with Gao Yuwen.

Qin Mu walked over with a chill. As the conversation continued, the sharpness in his eyes turned into a sharp knife, and the words he spitted broke An Lin's heart, "An Lin, it turns out that these are a scene directed and acted by you. It turns out that what you said at the beginning was not your responsibility, but your retreat to advance, and I know that I will definitely be responsible for you..."

An Lin's body trembled heavily.

She subconsciously grabbed a corner of the sofa and did not fall into the sofa.

"Amu, it's not what you heard."

Her heart hurts very much, she bent down, picked up the recording, and pressed it off with hatred, "I don't..."
Chapter completed!