He kept reminding himself to exercise restraint, but... it was really too difficult for him!
She was right within his reach, yet he no longer had the right to embrace or kiss her!
The man’s throat moved slightly, as though he took a deep breath.
"I’m sorry." His voice was increasingly hoarse, "Go back and rest early."
Mu Yiliang nodded and walked into the elevator.
As the elevator doors slowly closed, she saw the man still standing there, his dark gaze remained on her, as if he was looking at a lost-and-found treasure, trying hard to suppress his excitent, thrilled yet extrely cautious, fearing he might scare her.
Yan Sijue...
She silently recited this na, and a fatal sense of familiarity flashed through her mind... but that feeling passed quickly, making her doubt it was rely an illusion.
The elevator doors finally closed, completely blocking the man’s gaze.
Mu Yiliang no longer dared to say they wouldn’t have any connections anymore. The facts proved that as long as this man wanted to, creating a chance to encounter her was all too easy.
Back ho, her son ca out of the room to greet her.
"Mommy, you’re back!" Xiaoze eagerly handed over the slippers, "Was the banquet fun?"
"Not really fun." Mu Yiliang felt she had been quite overwheld tonight.
"Then just don’t go next ti. Are you full? I brought back so pig knuckles from Aunt Xiaoqi’s place. Aunt Xiaoqi has been really into them lately, so Uncle Jason cooks them especially well!"
Mu Yiliang hesitated for just a second, then solemnly nodded, "Bring it to !"
She urgently needed to replenish her energy.
Only after gnawing on the pig knuckles did she feel a bit more energized, and she pulled her son for a heart-to-heart talk.
"Xiaoze, do you think... is there a possibility, just a possibility... that I used to know Yan Sijue?"
Xiaoze was so startled he almost dropped the plate, utterly shocked, "What?"
"You have no backbone!" Mu Yiliang grumbled, "Even though he’s your idol, you shouldn’t lose your composure just hearing his na!"
Xiaoze quickly cald himself, leaned on her knee, and said, "I was just curious, Mommy, why do you think you used to know him? Anyway, I don’t rember, and I’ve never heard Aunt Xiaoqi ntion it. If you did know Yan Sijue before, Aunt Xiaoqi would definitely know about it."
That makes sense.
If she really had a past with that man, Xiaoqi and her son would have no reason never to ntion it.
Perhaps... she was really overthinking it.
"I must have been mistaken..." She waved it off, "Forget it, it doesn’t matter."
"Mommy... do you see Yan Sijue often?" Xiaoze asked with wide eyes.
"Not often, just bump into him every few days." Mu Yiliang stroked his cheek, "Don’t overthink it, he will not beco your stepdad."
Xiaoze chuckled dryly.
"I’ll go do the dishes!" Saying this, he picked up the plate and dashed off.
What exactly does Daddy want to do? He’s deeply troubled. Last ti he clearly reminded Daddy, so he should understand...
Unless, he’s recovered already?
At the thought of this possibility, Xiaoze beca excited all at once!
******
The next day, when Mu Yiliang arrived at the office, she sensed that everyone seed a bit excited.
As she sat down at her desk, Xiao Chen eagerly shared so gossip: "Yiliang, I heard FIS is going to invest in Fengye, so Yan Sijue will also beco a major shareholder of Fengye!"
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