"Assistant Ling has made the arrangents," Chu Yihan answered with a pause in his al, as if a thought struck him, he looked up at the little woman intently, "You don’t have to give face to others for my sake, if you don’t want to go, then don’t."
"How could I not? Since Ms. Shen has kindly invited , of course I should go," Su Ge said earnestly, and after thinking for a bit she added, "It’s just, Yihan, as the saying goes, won understand won best. How could Assistant Ling know what to give Ms. Shen? I’m going shopping tomorrow anyway, so how about I buy two gifts? You give one, and I give one, what do you say?"
She eagerly awaited the man’s consent.
The man, without overthinking, continued his al, "If you don’t mind the trouble, go ahead and prepare both."
"Okay~" Su Ge replied with a smile.
Indeed, n are simple-minded.
They could never fathom the thoughts of a woman in these matters.
Shen Zhiyue had been showing off in front of her today that Yihan prepares a special gift for her every year. She wondered what reaction Shen Zhiyue would have when she finds out that this year’s gift was personally prepared by Su Ge.
But the gifts that Assistant Ling prepared for Shen Zhiyue were always special, so she would also need to buy a particularly special gift tomorrow.
A glint of light flickered in the depths of Su Ge’s eyes.
Now that Su Ge had settled matters with Chu Yihan, Mu Zhenzhen hesitated for a long ti before she finally went to knock on Mo Xingyuan’s door.
"Co in."
The man’s voice was as cold as ice, utterly devoid of warmth.
Mu Zhenzhen felt a bit of retreat hearing this voice, but rembering Su’s words and thinking about Shen Zhiyue’s usual actions, she mustered up the courage to push the door open.
Mo Xingyuan sat at his desk dealing with official business, his delicate features strikingly handso, yet with contours too sharp, they seed to have an indescribable dark chill, intimidating and distant.
Mu Zhenzhen walked over slowly with light footsteps, and as she approached the man’s desk, he quickly raised his icy gaze.
Seeing the tender and gentle woman before him, the harshness in his eyes evidently softened, "Why are you here?"
This woman usually avoids him like the plague, and now she’s co to him on her own?
Mo Xingyuan narrowed his cold eyes with curiosity, scrutinizing the woman before him.
"I have sothing to discuss with you," Mu Zhenzhen, feeling his gaze, beca nervous and unconsciously tightened her hands in front of her.
"Oh?" Mo Xingyuan let out a cold laugh, put down his pen, stood up, and walked step by step toward Mu Zhenzhen.
The heavy footsteps echoed unmistakably in the still night, each one seeming to strike Mu Zhenzhen’s heart, scaring her with the urge to retreat.
But she did not back down, standing her ground firmly.
The man moved behind her, his large hands slowly descending onto her slender arms, inch by inch sliding down, finally gripping her clenched hands, his cool lips burying into her ear as he spoke in a chilling voice, "Mu Zhenzhen, what tricks are you up to now?"
"Mo Xingyuan, I can’t properly talk to you like this," Mu Zhenzhen really disliked Mo Xingyuan’s closeness.
Because every ti this man approached, it felt like a threat, full of danger.
"I never intended to have a discussion," he said, breathing in the faint scent of the woman’s hair, wrapping his arms securely around her, the man couldn’t help but close his eyes, as if he had never enjoyed anything so much before.
"Mo Xingyuan, let go!"
Mu Zhenzhen was starting to get angry.
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