Cheng Lang's expression immediately turned strange when he saw this. He looked at Qin Mu and confirmed, "So that Chengyi Grand Hotel..."
"Is the current Chengyi Restaurant," Qin Mu finished. He found it rather speechless too. The coincidence was simply too outrageous.
"I wonder whether the Cheng Family noticed your identity," Qin Mu said. Qin Mu had known for a long time that Cheng Lang wanted to rent a studio. After Cheng Lang settled on that photography studio, Qin Mu had also looked into the owner's background. It had only been a routine investigation; no one had expected things to line up so perfectly.
Cheng Lang seemed uninterested. His long fingers fiddled with Qin Mu's tie. "Don't talk while driving. It's easy to get distracted."
Qin Mu lowered his eyes and glanced at Cheng Lang's restless hand. Then he shot Cheng Lang another look.
Cheng Lang grinned and stared ahead, looking thoroughly righteous. "The weather's getting colder and colder with the New Year coming up." So he was warming him up manually like this?
Qin Mu was somewhat helpless, but he made no other move and continued driving with a straight face.
After playing with Qin Mu's tie for a while, Cheng Lang quietly withdrew his hand. Qin Mu continued, "That woman—do you need me to deal with her?"
"Why deal with her?" Cheng Lang smiled. "It wasn't easy to find such a good publicity stunt." How could he possibly let her go so easily?
Qin Mu looked at Cheng Lang in confusion, clearly unable to understand what he was thinking.
But Qin Mu soon understood why Cheng Lang had said that.
"I'd like to ask what procedures I need to follow if I want to establish an Orphan Aid Fund."
Early the next morning, Cheng Lang went straight to