Yang Chen was puzzled about who could make Liu Mingyu's face suddenly turn cold. This woman was famous in the PR departnt for her good temper, always speaking gently and with a sweet deanor since he first t her. The only ti he had seen her truly angry was when Qi Kai was still alive. When the two t, Liu Mingyu couldn't control her emotions. Normally, she was always gentle and considerate, the epito of grace and thoughtfulness. For soone to make her give them the cold shoulder, they must be a real jerk.
When the door opened, a handso man in a white suit walked in. Yang Chen took one look at him and thought, damn, this guy looks familiar. After thinking for a mont, he rembered—this was Li Minghe, the vice president, and the lover of the "airstrip" Wu Yue!
Li Minghe, in his thirties, had beco a dream husband for many won in the company since joining Yulei. Handso, tall, elegant, and rich, he was a diamond bachelor that anyone would struggle to find even with a lantern. However, his taste in won left many people astonished. His closeness with the CEO's assistant, the cold and ill-tempered Wu Yue, had long been an open secret among Yulei employees.
In a company full of beautiful won, this man with all the advantages didn't choose any of the single beauties in high positions or the glamorous models from the modeling departnt. Instead, he chose Wu Yue, soone whom nobody else found appealing. This was indeed ironic.
But recently, the vice president seed to be changing his preferences because he had started gradually getting closer to the new head of the PR departnt, Liu Mingyu, who was also one of the top single beauties in high positions.
Li Minghe didn't do anything too over-the-top; he just ca to the PR departnt to see Liu Mingyu every couple of days. He didn't bring flowers or gifts, just ca to see her. As the company's vice president, Liu Mingyu couldn't outright refuse him entry, so every ti Li Minghe entered Liu Mingyu's office, he would linger for about half an hour before coming out.
No one knew what Li Minghe was doing with Liu Mingyu, but everyone noticed he was visiting more frequently. One or two visits might be nothing, but seven or eight, or even a dozen tis, made everyone suspect there was sothing fishy going on.
In fact, many people at Yulei headquarters gossiped that Vice President Li and Minister Liu were actually having an affair, but they were just too embarrassed to make it public because of Assistant Wu's presence.
These rumors were quite convincing because, after all, how could Wu Yue match up to Li Minghe?!
Liu Mingyu, as one of the parties involved, was well aware of the rumors circulating within the company. She felt quite helpless. She knew the truth, but she couldn't explain it; the more she explained, the worse it would get.
Normally, such a problem could be resolved by presenting a legitimate boyfriend. Unfortunately, she was secretly the mistress of a certain bad guy, and this bad guy's wife happened to be her imdiate superior!
With things as they were, Liu Mingyu had no other thoughts but to pretend she didn't hear anything.
Fortunately, Liu Mingyu knew that even if these rumors reached Yang Chen's ears, his personality wouldn't let him care. At least he would never bla her, because in so ways, this guy had a paranoid self-confidence.
As Li Minghe entered the room, he was about to greet Liu Mingyu with a cheerful smile when he noticed Yang Chen standing behind her, soone he hadn't seen in days. A fleeting look of surprise crossed his face, but he quickly recovered and greeted warmly, "Director Yang is here too! It's been a while. I heard you went to Paris with Director Lin for Fashion Week. Did you just get back from your trip?"
"Do you need sothing?" Yang Chen, unwilling to answer his questions, maintained a smile but made it clear he had no interest in chatting with him.
Li Minghe didn't feel embarrassed. He shook his head with a smile and said, "Nothing important, really. I just got into the habit of chatting with Director Liu whenever I have so free ti. But it seems you two have sothing to discuss today, so I won't disturb you."
"If you don't have any business, then please leave," Yang Chen directly showed him the door.
Li Minghe's face stiffened for a mont, but he quickly acted as if nothing had happened. He nodded and said, "It seems I'm disturbing you two. I'll leave now. Let's find so ti to have a al together. After all, we are colleagues and should get to know each other better."
After finishing his sentence, Li Minghe walked out and gently closed the door behind him, as if he had no temper at all.
Liu Mingyu, who hadn't spoken from start to finish, finally rolled her eyes at Yang Chen after Li Minghe left. "You're too blunt with him. It's fortunate he can tolerate it. If he lost his temper and argued with you, who would clean up the ss here in the company?"
Yang Chen squinted, "He's sent by Li Muhua. Li Muhua must have briefed him on sothing, so he wouldn't confront , at least not openly."
Liu Mingyu, who knew so of Yang Chen's background, was not surprised. After all, her father, Liu Qingshan, wouldn't easily allow his only daughter to be soone else's mistress without any objection. She then changed the topic, "He's quite patient. Although I don't know what he really wants, he cos here every few days, sits for half an hour each ti, chatting about nothing in particular. Even if I ignore him, he can talk a lot of nonsense. Sotis I wish he would leave quickly, but for the sake of face, I have to endure it."
"Maybe he genuinely likes you and believes that perseverance will win you over," Yang Chen said with a aningful smile.
Liu Mingyu retorted, "Can't you show a bit of jealousy or urgency? Your indifference makes feel unattractive, like you don't care about at all."
Hearing her slightly resentful tone, Yang Chen laughed heartily, "Whenever I think about him being lovey-dovey with that woman Wu Yue, I just don't bother to argue with him."
ntioning Wu Yue, Liu Mingyu expressed her doubt, "I don't know what Wu Yue is thinking. Li Minghe has been visiting frequently these days, but Wu Yue seems to have no reaction at all. Could it be that she isn't sincere about him?"
Yang Chen had no interest in discussing Li Minghe any further. He found such a character insignificant and incapable of causing any trouble. Instead, he smiled and said, "Mingyu darling, what do you think of my earlier suggestion? Let's find a ti to have a al with your parents to show my sincerity."
Liu Mingyu nodded, "It's a good idea, but there's no rush. I just moved recently and have a lot to deal with. I'll talk to my parents when I have so free ti."
"You moved? Why did you move?" Yang Chen frowned.
Liu Mingyu sighed, "My father bought a new house in Zhonghai after returning, but many people I don't like to interact with often visit. I wasn't comfortable, so I moved out to live on my own."
Yang Chen's eyes lit up. Living alone? That would make things convenient for him. He grinned and said approvingly, "That's the right decision. You, as a girl, shouldn't be around those gangsters all the ti."
"Don't think I don't know what you're planning. Until I've got my new place sorted, don't co bothering ," Liu Mingyu glared at Yang Chen, causing him to chuckle foolishly.
After chatting idly in Liu Mingyu's office for a while, Yang Chen was kicked out again. Like Mo Qianni, he had work to do and everyone seed busier than him, a manager with nothing to do.
Yang Chen didn't mind, thinking there was plenty of ti. He decided to first solve the problem of his long-overdue lunch. He headed to the restaurant in the Yulei Building, where he hadn't eaten in a long ti, and bought three als. Sitting alone in a corner, he ignored the odd looks from so employees and devoured his food. Afterward, with a toothpick in his mouth, he hurried back to his office at the entertainnt company.
The employees in the company had been gossiping ever since the police had taken him away from the office. Seeing him again as if nothing had happened made them more convinced that this sowhat unreliable director had an extraordinary background.
Returning to his office, Yang Chen found that An Xin, who had run ho in the morning, wasn't there either. He dragged a long leather sofa to the floor-to-ceiling window, pulled the curtains open, and let the sunlight stream in through the glass. Yang Chen lazily lay down on the sofa and began his afternoon nap.
Having been busy with various matters recently, Yang Chen finally found so free ti. He relished the feeling he had when he used to sell lamb skewers, thinking that returning to his country was all for this. Putting aside the emotional issues that troubled him, he contentedly fell asleep.
In the evening, at the agreed ti, Yang Chen t Mo Qianni and got into her car. They headed directly to the place where his mother-in-law, Ma Guifang, was.
Seeing that he was empty-handed, Mo Qianni frowned and asked directly, "Didn't you prepare any gifts?"
Yang Chen slapped his forehead, not because he was stingy, but because he had never had the concept of eting elders, which seed like a fantasy to him. He quickly smiled and asked, "Xiao Qianqian, what do you think we should give mom?"
"I can't believe you. You call her 'mom' so frequently, yet you haven't thought about bringing a gift," Mo Qianni said, half amused and half exasperated. She drove to a roadside flower shop, where the staff quickly arranged a bouquet of flowers.
Yang Chen, holding the bouquet, was frustrated. Flowers can't be eaten and will wither in a few days. He thought a few scallion pancakes from a roadside stall would have been more appealing. If Mo Qianni knew he was considering scallion pancakes as a gift, she would probably mistake the brakes for the accelerator while driving.
When the car reached a pedestrian street near Zhonghai, Mo Qianni found a parking spot and got out.
Yang Chen followed, looking around and seeing many people. The shops were mainly small to dium-sized restaurants. As night fell, the street lights and neon signs gradually lit up, creating a lively atmosphere in the comrcial area.
Mo Qianni took Yang Chen's arm, showing a bit of affection. It was unclear whether she liked it herself or wanted to show her mother. In any case, she seed in a good mood, smiling as she pulled Yang Chen into the pedestrian street.
"Is mom here?" Yang Chen asked curiously.
Mo Qianni nodded. "Do you rember Sister Xiang?"
Thinking for a mont, Yang Chen asked hesitantly, "Isn't she the owner of the riverside food stall, your old acquaintance?"
"Yes, that's her," Mo Qianni said. "Sister Xiang's food stall made quite a bit of money over the years, so she rented a shop here and turned the Sichuan food stall into a small Sichuan restaurant. My mom can't sit idle in Zhonghai, so I helped her find so work. I asked Sister Xiang to let my mom do so simple tasks in the restaurant. Even though her back isn't great, as long as it's not too tiring, it should be fine."
Yang Chen understood, knowing that soone who had been busy with farm work all their life would easily fall ill without sothing to do in a big city.
ntioning Sister Xiang's na brought a flood of mories to Yang Chen's mind. He recalled the early days after he had just t Mo Qianni. Back then, after rescuing her from Lin Kun, she had taken him to the food stall for a al. Later, they had t there several tis. Smiling, Yang Chen said, "It's hard to believe so much ti has passed. I rember after that al, you suddenly asked , 'Can I hug you?' You have no idea how scared I was, thinking I'd run into a female hooligan trying to take advantage of ."
"Hmph, who was trying to take advantage of you?" Mo Qianni certainly rembered that ti. She had been feeling lonely and hurt and had inexplicably asked Yang Chen that question.
Yang Chen teased, "And then, soone let sleep in her living room, and in the middle of the night, while I was asleep, she snuck up and tried to kiss . I almost heroically sacrificed myself for her."
"Stop it!" Mo Qianni's face turned a lovely shade of red. She rembered that night when she had inexplicably gone to the living room, intending to kiss him in the dark. Later, this shaless guy pretended not to know anything and just let her kiss him. If she hadn't accidentally touched a sensitive part of his body, she might have been fooled by him!
Yang Chen, unfazed by Mo Qianni's embarrassnt, continued, "I rember our relationship was strained for a while. If it weren't for that business trip to Hong Kong with Mu Yun Group, soone would have probably held a grudge against forever."
Thinking of their ti in Hong Kong, Mo Qianni's expression also grew complicated. Their relationship had indeed solidified during those days. For a mont, both fell silent, walking down the street as if the bustling crowd around them had disappeared, leaving only the two of them in the world.
Yang Chen's thoughts drifted to the past. He rembered their trip to Sichuan Province, the leisurely journey on the train, Mo Qianni waiting for him at Kunshan Village, and that snowy winter day when they climbed the hill by the sea. She had foolishly said she wanted to be a woman like the sea, putting herself in the lowest position.
It was also that night that their relationship beca real. The next morning, she woke up early, saying she wanted to be ready and dressed by the ti he woke up. Scene after scene flooded his mind, bringing both joy and sorrow. The past was like a finely aged wine, intoxicating him with its bittersweet emotions.
With a wry smile, Yang Chen thought to himself, how could he possibly give up on them?
"You silly woman, no matter what, I can't stop you. Of all the people you could have chosen, you had to choose ," Yang Chen said, shaking his head with a smile.
Mo Qianni, leaning against him, pouted. "What, are you tired of already?"
"Yes, I am," Yang Chen replied, turning his head away. But before Mo Qianni could get angry, he added with a smile, "Tired of the fact that you ca into my life too late."
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