"Hey, hey, hey, you're staring straight at me!" Mu Yuchen unhappily pulled Su Yuan behind him and stared at Chen Yi guardedly.
"If you look at me again, I'll dig your eyes out."
Chen Yi knew that he had lost his composure. He quickly retracted his gaze and explained, "I'm sorry, it's an occupational hazard."
"You're talking nonsense!" Mu Yuchen glared at him and pulled Su Yuan to sit on the sofa opposite Chen Yi. He mumbled softly, "Old lecher!"
His voice was very soft, so only Su Yuan could hear him. She was about to ask something when Chen Yi asked, "Miss Su, why did you ask Mu Yuchen to call me out?"
"That's right. Little Yuan, what exactly is it that you have to find him for?" Mu Yuchen asked.
"I sent a proposal to your company's artiste director two days ago, but I didn't get a response. I can only ask you in person," Su Yuan said seriously.
"A proposal?" Chen Yi raised his eyebrows in surprise.
