"Were you planning to support Meng Tianye, tie yourself to the talent show Tomorrow's Starlight, and use that to raise Forest Style Milk Tea's profile?" Qin Mu asked.
A smile surfaced in Cheng Lang's eyes. "What do you think?"
"Not bad." Qin Mu nodded. "A benefit without much cost."
"Aren't you worried about my relationship with Meng Tianye?" Cheng Lang teased with a smile. "Chen and Assistant Hu have been worried sick!"
"He's not as good as me." Qin Mu stated with complete certainty. "You wouldn't like that kind of boy."
"Oh?" Cheng Lang really did not like boys like Meng Tianye, but he was still curious how Qin Mu had judged his "love rival." "How can you be so sure I wouldn't like Meng Tianye?"
"Too troublesome." Qin Mu frowned slightly as he assessed him. "You wouldn't like a partner who causes you trouble."
Qin Mu still remembered Cheng Lang's astonishing reaction when he confessed to him. That was why he dared to conclude that Cheng Lang would never like Meng Tianye.
Cheng Lang chuckled, leaned close to Qin Mu, and gently kissed him. "Our President Qin truly sees everything clearly and notices every detail."
Qin Mu's dark eyes remained fixed on Cheng Lang. He still wore that calm, expressionless look, but Cheng Lang suddenly felt that Qin Mu was a little unhappy.
After thinking it over, Cheng Lang leaned against Qin Mu and coaxed him, "I've been busy with my own affairs these past two weeks and forgot to call and ask how you were doing. Did you miss me?"
"I was fine. Yes." President Qin remained sparing with words as he reflected on himself. "I didn't call you either."
Cheng Lang had simply been too busy and forgotten, while Qin Mu had been holding back a simmering