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Half an hour later, Wen Zimo was collapsed on the sofa, gulping down water like crazy. There was nothing left for him to teach, really nothing. If Xiao Chen could be in the same room with him, he would definitely see Wen Zimo tearfully begging him, "That's enough, brother, I really have no more tricks."
Meanwhile, in a room on the two floors above, a different scene unfolds. The table still bears the remnants of a candlelit dinner, while the floor is littered with shattered wine bottles and broken food. The shattered glass seems to have cut skin, leaving small petal-shaped red stains on the tiled floor. In the midst of the chaotic hall, a woman sits slumped, her long hair disheveled, frantically pulling at the strands.
On the previous night, Cheng Young made all the preparations and planned to invite Xiao Chen to dinner in a casual way. She had long planned to make good use of this candlelit dinner to show him her most feminine side. She believed that Xiao Chen would change his mind for her. But what did she see?
Xiao Chen brought the woman back to the room, and they even went to see the sunrise together, an opportunity she had never had in so many years!
The overturned wine glass lay empty on the ground, with the dark red liquid half shining through and half soaking into the carpet.
The dark red puddle reflected her tear-stained eyes from bottom to top, with black streaks of eyeliner left on her face, looking both ridiculous and terrifying.
The doorbell suddenly rang, and after a ten-second pause, someone unlocked the door and entered, carrying cleaning tools. The janitorial auntie had come to clean at the agreed time, but she was almost scared to the ground when the door opened. Through her long hair, Cheng Young glared fiercely at the janitorial auntie at the door, not saying a word, but clearly in a mood to bite off the other's neck.
Auntie was so scared that she shouted "I'm sorry" and quickly exited the room. Because she was in such a panic, she left the mop inside and didn't dare to go back in to get it. The door was closed again, but Cheng Young couldn't cry no matter how hard he tried.
She cried all night, and her tears had dried up.
She was tired all night, and just a short distance away from her, a blood-stained knife was stuck in the paper scraps in the trash can, with a few short feathers and a dark red mark showing.
It was her masterpiece, a small prank that scared the woman out of her wits.
She just couldn't accept it. Why had she followed her master for five years without ever gaining his favor, while that woman, by rejecting the master, made him even more drawn to her?
What was she lacking compared to her?
Cheng Young couldn't convince herself. She couldn't blame Xiao Chen for her own mistakes. She could only blame that woman for seducing her master and leading him astray.
She wiped her eyes, stood up from the ground, and walked to the mirror in the bathroom, looking at her disheveled self inside. After a while, she suddenly washed her face. She couldn't give up like this. She gritted her teeth; she still had a chance. The departure time for the "Elderly Group" was set for 7 o'clock in the evening, but Xiao Chen no longer had the heart to stay here.
He packed his luggage, and in his mind, the image of Lin Muyan's absent-mindedness in the co-pilot's seat kept appearing. The emotions in his dark eyes gradually settled until they could no longer be seen. When checking out, he booked his return flight early from the front desk. Cheng Young had been trying to find an opportunity to meet him after dressing up, but even after following him all morning, he couldn't find the right moment, and he saw that he was about to leave.
She hurriedly walked out from the dark and called out for the master, only to find that Xiao Chen didn't care about anyone and walked away quickly. With this delay, the prepared excuse was also swallowed back down.
Lin Muyan After getting off the plane, she sat in the airport lounge with her suitcase for two hours. In fact, she had nothing to feel guilty about. It's not a big deal for an adult to act on impulse. But Lin Muyan just couldn't convince herself, and even felt very embarrassed.
Before she came, she had solemnly declared that she would never be interested in men. If she were to go back now, Liu Er Bao would definitely mock her.
The airport's air conditioning was a bit cold, so she pulled her coat over her shoulders to cover the marks left by the frenzy.
The couple next to her seemed to be in the midst of a passionate love affair, kissing as if no one else was around. Their ambiguous and blush-inducing actions immediately gave Lin Muyan goosebumps on her arms.
Done! Why am I thinking of him again!
A faint pink spread across her face, as if she had returned to the drunken moment of last night. Lin Muyan quickly shook her head and suddenly got up and walked away.
Five o'clock was just the last moment of the lingering sunset. Shen Yang, as usual, pushed his office chair back to its original position, ready to leave work and go home.
Stepping out of the assistant's office, he habitually glanced at the spacious office glass door ten meters away. Without the blessing of light, the dimness made it difficult to see the specific color of the swivel chair behind the office desk. Usually at this time, the CEO's office was always lit, and the busy figure would quickly pass by, sometimes frowning with deep concern. But today, Lin Zong was not there.
He averted his gaze, pushed up the frames on his nose, and the elevator doors opened at just the right moment. He glanced inside and froze in place.
Lin Muyan pressed down on the handle of the suitcase with her left hand. Her fiery red long hair seemed somewhat disheveled for some reason. She wore a pair of large-framed sunglasses. Upon hearing the elevator door sound, she hurriedly walked out from inside.
"Lin Zong, what are you doing..."
Here it comes...
Shen Yang stopped halfway through his words, realizing that as a mere assistant, he shouldn't interrupt when it comes to matters concerning his boss.
Lin Muyan seemed to have just noticed him, nodded slightly, and brushed past him. The small wheels of the suitcase rattled and wobbled as she pulled it along.
She went straight to the CEO's office, pushed the door, turned on the lights, and smoothly dragged her suitcase across the floor to stop by the wall. There was no one in the corridor, and after Shen Yang left, she even reminded the security downstairs not to disturb her, making the whole floor unusually quiet. Her phone's WeChat was still buzzing with messages, then the red battery icon in the top right corner flashed a few times, and the screen went completely silent.
It's really quiet now. Lin Muyan didn't feel sleepy at all. She threw herself onto the bed and stared blankly at the ceiling until late at night. Then she slowly reached for the charger, turned on her phone, and received a call as soon as it started up. Seeing the two words "Zhen Heng" on the screen, Lin Muyan hesitated for a moment before answering.
"What's wrong?" The other person's voice was calm in the night, without any aggressive questioning. Lin Muyan paused for a few seconds before saying, "It's nothing."
Zhen Heng has been familiar with her for many years. Seeing her like this, he knew there must be some problem, but she was unwilling to speak, so he was willing to wait. "Shu Huan sent you a WeChat message this afternoon. The matter of your friend's rent has been settled. He saw that you hadn't read it, and was afraid that if the money was returned on time, you would doubt his ability, so he asked me to drop a hint. Don't be fooled by my junior brother's carefree appearance. He's actually a simple and naive kid."
Zhen Heng naturally changed the subject, listening to Lin Muyan's shallow breathing on the other end, and secretly sighed, "There's still ten minutes. Remember to collect the returned rent money. It sounds quite quiet on your end, not like you're at home. Are you staying at the company?"
Lin Muyan responded with an "Mm" and said, "I have some unfinished business at the company. Please help me give Zhou Shuhuan a red envelope as a personal thank you." She then hung up the phone, received the money, and transferred it directly to Liu Er Bao. Sure enough, Liu Er Bao immediately initiated a video call.
Lin Muyan doesn't want her to know that she's back and hiding in the company, so she sent a WeChat message saying she's too tired and needs to sleep, and that they can talk about it tomorrow. Liu Er Bao, who was hung up on during the video call, got a little excited and thought, "Too tired in the middle of the night? How can you be tired from going out? You must have met a man." Thinking this, she quickly told Lin Muyan to rest and even sent a sly expression, reminding her to "stay safe."
After being provoked by Liu Er Bao, Lin Muyan dreamed of last night again. It was still the convertible sports car, Xiao Chen was slightly drunk and held her in his arms. The seat behind slowly reclined, and she was half-lying in front of the man, her shoulders trembling slightly. Unable to tell if it was excitement or unease, until the man's kiss fell, it seemed that everything began to lose control and wander. She was confused and infatuated, being indulged by the man, and he chuckled as he pulled her into a deeper embrace.
As this picturesque scene gradually fades in weariness, Lin Muyan glanced affectionately at the other's cold sleeping face. But with just that one glance, the man suddenly opened his eyes and stared at her intensely, the previous tenderness and ambiguity completely gone.
She was angrily accused by Xiao Chen, accused of why she had to clean up and leave, accused of playing with him. He said he was upset and heartbroken. Lin Muyan tried to explain, but found herself unable to speak.
She wanted to say: "It's not like that, I was just too panicked and didn't know what to do." But she couldn't say a word. Then she suddenly realized that her neck was being fiercely gripped by the other person, and that was the reason she couldn't make a sound.
Then... she woke up.
Staring blankly at the ceiling for a few seconds, she seemed to snap out of a daze from her dream, but Xiao Chen's tearful face just wouldn't go away.
She sat up, gulped down a big mouthful of water, feeling her heart pounding wildly, unable to express the suffocating feeling.
At half past six, the janitorial staff had already started cleaning on the floor. The roar of the machines seeped in through the door crack and transmitted muffledly to her ears. Taking out toiletries from the suitcase, Lin Muyan turned around and quickly freshened up. Thanks to the former CEO's blessing, this CEO's office was fully equipped, with even the lounge arranged as neatly as a luxurious suite.
Close the door, Lin Muyan yawned with a plain face.
Someone walked in at the door carrying something. She thought it was the janitorial staff and didn't look, just tidied up the creases in her clothes.
When she finished tidying up, she found that the person who came in hadn't left, as if waiting for her. She glared at them uncomfortably.
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