As soon as Qin Yafu opened the door, he saw an anxious cold Muchen standing at the door. "Why, how are you?"

"Otherwise who do you think it is? I don't open the door after knocking so long." Leng Muchen bypassed her and went into the studio.

"I, no, how did you get here?" Qin Yahuang looked at the appearance of his vice president and the clothes on the mannequin, but he also looked carefully.

"Can't I come here? If I don't come, you're going to spend the night here, aren't you? Leng Muchen sat on the sofa. "Pour me a cup of coffee."

Qin Yahuang looked at him and...