The next day, when Qin Mujie woke up, he only felt a splitting headache. He sat up, and the severe pain in his head caused some cold sweat to break out on the tip of his nose.
The man looked around with stern eyes: the clean sheets were crumpled into a ball and thrown casually on the floor; the whole room smelled of alcohol, so heavy that he could still smell it; and -.
His eyes paused, and he saw a pair of red high-heeled shoes being staggered beside the bed. One of the straps was even torn off.
High heels? There are women!
He stood up suddenly, and the memories of last night suddenly came flooding out.
Knock on the door, kiss passionately, can’t wait to enter... lingering all night long...
Who is it?! Could it be Xia Tong? She came last night?
Qin Mujue couldn't wait to walk out. He was so panicked that he didn't even have time to put on his shoes. As soon as he opened the door, a man walked in with a smile on his face.
"Mu Jue, are you awake?" Shen Yin walked in wearing a large men's shirt. His two slender and straight legs looked as perfect as a piece of art from any angle.
Qin Muzhen's eyes were cold: "Why are you here?"
"Are you still embarrassed to ask me?" Shen Yin put down the dinner plate in his hand and looked at him angrily: "Last night you insisted on keeping me overnight and tore the dress I just bought from Hong Kong. You can’t even leave, Mu Jue, you are so bad!”
She complained and pointed at his chest, but it was as if she was teasing him.
"It was you last night?" Qin Mujie frowned.
"Who else but me?"
The man pursed his lips and said nothing.
Shen Yin smiled and said: "Look, I know you drank too much last night, so I specially cooked some porridge to warm your stomach and relieve hangover. Why don't you eat some now? Your stomach will feel better."
"Okay, leave it alone." Qin Muzhen opened the balcony door, trying to dilute the disgusting smell of alcohol in the room.
Shen Yin tried hard to suppress the unhappiness in her heart and followed him to the balcony. Suddenly she hugged him from behind. Qin Mujue stiffened but did not push him away immediately.
"Mu Jie, you were so romantic last night. You prepared red wine, Western food and flowers. Although I didn't eat them, I still thank you. I'm very happy."
Qin Mujie turned around and pushed her away: "Joey, I thought I made it clear enough to you yesterday, we -."
Suddenly his voice stopped, and out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of a few escaping figures not far away, as well as a flash of light that suddenly appeared in the sun.
When his eyes darkened, there were reporters!
He put his arm around her, quickly ran into the door, and closed the door. He pushed Shen Yin against the wall and said in a deep voice, "Did you bring those reporters?"
"What reporter?" Shen Yin pretended to be stupid, "I don't know, I just came here at midnight last night and was here all night."
Qin Muzai stared at her for a long time with squinted eyes, then let go of his hand. He walked downstairs and took out his mobile phone: "Hey, Nie Sheng... I'm at home now, and there is a circle of reporters outside the door. Please find someone to calm things down quickly. .”
"……."
"Okay, hurry up."
***** *****
Shen Yin walked downstairs and ate breakfast casually. Qin Muzhen quickly cleaned himself up and threw a set of clothes in front of her: "Put it on."
He nodded thoughtfully and took the clothes. It was a floral chiffon shirt with ruffles, and a pair of washed denim harem pants underneath. It was casual yet feminine, and it fit perfectly.
Shen Yin looked in the mirror and asked with satisfaction: "Is this specially prepared for me?"
Qin Mu was wearing a tie, and his cold lips uttered two words: "No."
Shen Yin hesitated and stepped forward to hold his arm: "It doesn't matter if it's not, at least it wore it on me in the end. I only care about the result, not the process."
Nie Sheng arrived quickly and cleared away the reporters outside the door. Qin Mu decided to drive, and Shen Yuan wore sunglasses and got into the passenger seat. The car drove in an orderly manner, but just as it drove out of the entrance of the Huyuan Villa Area , suddenly a large group of reporters came out and surrounded the car.
Qin Mu made a sudden stop and no one was killed.
He cursed in a low voice and winked at Nie Sheng in the back seat. He immediately got out of the car and started chasing reporters. But today there were so many reporters, surrounding them in circles, that it was impossible to catch them all. .And the car could only be awkwardly stuck in the middle of the road, unable to move.
Outside the window, reporters knocked on the car windows from time to time.
"Miss Shen Yin, did you spend the whole night with Mr. Qin yesterday?"
"Ms. Shen...I heard that the title song "Weaving Heart" of your new album "Weaving Heart" was composed for Mr. Qin. Is that true?"
"Miss Shen, do the photos of you and Mr. Qin kissing at Di Sheng International two days ago mean that your wedding is approaching?"
"Miss Shen..."
Questions came one after another, and the car window was knocked loudly. Shen Yuan in the car suddenly took off his sunglasses and slowly rolled down the window. Qin Muzhen stopped her with one hand: "What do you want to do?"
At this time, a voice recorder was handed in. Shen Yin ignored him and smiled slightly at the reporter outside the window: "Hello everyone, I am Shen Yin. I will give some explanations about a few questions that everyone is curious about."
"joey..." Qin Muzhao's face was completely cold: "Close the window!"
Shen Yin turned a deaf ear: "As for the kissing photo, Mu Zhen and I were also in love, so there was nothing to say after being photographed. As for what happened last night, we are both adults and we are boyfriend and girlfriend, and it happened Everything is normal."
It sounds like nothing is said, but everything is said in an ambiguous manner. Shen Yin has been able to play this kind of word game with great success since he first entered the entertainment industry. It's just that he didn't bother to use it before, but now...
"Then Miss Shen means that her wedding with Mr. Qin is approaching."
Waiting in silence and smiling is equivalent to acquiescence.
Qin Mushi couldn't bear it anymore and reached out to close the window. Another reporter hurriedly reached in with the recording pen: "Mr. Qin, can you talk about the relationship with Miss Shen?"
"It doesn't matter." Qin Mujie said coldly.
"I'm sorry, my friend is in a bad mood this morning, so I won't accept interviews with you. If you have any questions, you can ask them at the press conference when "Weaving Heart" will be officially launched in a week. I will give you all the answers then. .”
"Wait...Miss Shen..." Another reporter squeezed in panting: "I heard that you often visit the children's clothing section of the mall recently, and often read baby magazines during filming. I would like to ask if you have made any preparations. Are you preparing to retire from the entertainment industry and become a newlywed wife and a good mother?"
Shen Yin paused and replied with an unclear meaning: "It's not preparation, it's already there."
As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned in an uproar...