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Because of the excitement, even the words spoken were less reserved than usual.
"You've already broken up, why are you still taking care of her? What is she to you?"
What is she?
Lin Muyan also wants to know.
Xiao Chen paused for a moment, "Consider me someone you like."
After saying that, he nodded quite seriously to show his affirmation.
Not only Cheng Young was stunned, even Lin Muyan was dumbfounded.
"But you've already broken up, you shouldn't disturb each other after breaking up, stop feeding each other! Are you not grown up?"
Cheng Young was momentarily at a loss, but was immediately infuriated by Xiao Chen's action of feeding grapes. He swatted the grape away from Lin Muyan's mouth, and it looked like she was about to go crazy.
Round grapes gurgling fell from the mouth, and Lin Muyan frowned regretfully. When she looked up, there was an unmistakable smile in her eyes. She was well aware that the person in front of her probably only had her in his heart and mind. Just thinking about this made her previous frustration disappear in an instant.
Accompanied by Cheng Young, there was a hint of pity.
Loving someone and not being able to have them is indeed quite difficult.
"I don't need your sympathy!" Cheng Young stomped in anger.
Xiao Chen glanced silently at Lin Muyan, then at Cheng Young who looked on the verge of tears. Even if he was slow to catch on, Cheng Young had followed him for five years, so he knew she felt differently about him to some extent. But in Xiao Chen's eyes, her affection did not amount to his regard for her.
Because he doesn't like her.
Because he doesn't like her, he can face Cheng Young so calmly. Because he doesn't like her, he can cherish her calmly as if she were a disciple, but this appreciation is only because she is talented, or because she is a talent he has brought up himself.
He regrets Cheng Young's talent.
That's all.
"Cheng Young..." He thought for a moment and felt it necessary to make it clear.
But Cheng Young didn't want to listen at all. She specifically invited Lin Muyan, not to be rejected.
She glared fiercely at Lin Muyan, as if she wanted to bite her to pieces and swallow her whole. Lin Muyan suddenly felt that this was very boring, and she was a bit confused now. Silently pushing away Xiao Chen, who was trying to put grapes in her mouth again, she said, "You guys talk."
She got up, lifted her shoe by the heel, and looked at Cheng Young without sympathy, saying calmly, "I did break up with him, but that's between him and me."
"As for me, even if I don't want something of my own, I won't just give it up, especially since... a lover's eyes cannot tolerate any sand."
Lin Muyan took a taxi. With the recent busyness at work, she didn't plan to return to Wufu Hua City, and staying at The Lin Family Mansion was inconvenient for her to stay up late every day, so she had to stay in a hotel.
Six-star hotel is a high-end hotel close to Peak Entertainment. Lin Muyan had the taxi stop nearby and walked to the hotel. Passing by a convenience store, she inexplicably walked in and a few minutes later, she laughed at herself for buying several buckets of instant noodles. Back when they were still in Wufu Hua City, they would always keep some instant noodles at home to pretend to be poor. Occasionally, they would gather together, one cup of instant noodles, two cups of plain water, and sitting face to face, they would still have a great time chatting.
But now, things have changed.
Zhen Heng called just as she had torn open the packaging of instant noodles, and the concentrated beef flavor spread from her fingertips to her nostrils, slightly pungent. "Hmm, I'm back... It's okay, who can bully me?"
On the other end of the phone, Zhen Heng expressed his apologies for not being able to go together, and asked a few concerned questions before hanging up. The water boiled and made a whistling sound. Lin Muyan snapped out of her thoughts, brought the kettle over, and poured hot water into the instant noodle cup that already had the seasoning packet in it.
The boiling water poured down, causing the vegetables in the seasoning packet to scatter everywhere. Just as she finished arranging her phone, it rang a few times. Lin Muyan absentmindedly stirred the instant noodles with a fork, staring at the work group chat as several messages popped up. May Fourth Movement has recently gained popularity again due to the release of a new song, and several endorsement companies are now competing to sign artists.
Lin Muyan compared the terms offered by several companies and sent an email to Shen Yang for one of them. The company's live streaming is now on track, and the other sectors are also recovering. The negative impact of The Ling Xiao Incident has almost dissipated over time. Several artist contracts have been finalized, and only then did Lin Muyan take a bite of the instant noodles that had been sitting in front of her for half a day.
The time was a bit long, and the noodles had softened, losing their chewiness and becoming mushy.
She finished it in a few mouthfuls, then drank a few sips of soup, and poured the rest into the sink.
When the knocking sound came, she had just finished showering, her hair still wet. She quickly wrapped it in a dry towel and walked to the Peephole at the door, feeling puzzled.
She looked around, but there was nothing.
This was quite strange.
After confirming multiple times that there was indeed no one, she finally opened the door.
There was no one in the corridor, and it was so quiet that you could hear the sound of her slippers rubbing against the carpet. At her door, a small golden cart was parked, filled with covered plates on both levels. She casually opened one, revealing a sweet Tiramisu, and then another, revealing a mango sago dessert.
One after another, each one catered to her preferences, from Cantonese-style morning tea to English tea, everything she liked was there.
To be so precise in hitting her preferences, it was clear that the person who sent the trolley had put in a lot of effort.
No one claimed it. Lin Muyan hesitated for a minute, but seeing no one opening the door or responding, she had no choice but to pull the trolley back to her room and close the door behind her.
"Maybe it's just hotel service," she thought. "This room is the Presidential Suite, and she had booked a month's stay in one go. It wouldn't be impossible to send something. With something on her mind, Lin Muyan casually tossed the towel she had used to dry her hair, then settled back onto the sofa to continue her work."
"At tomorrow's meeting, ask the finance department to print out the financial reports for the past three months..."
Lin Muyan is so focused on work that she doesn't care about the time. Several sheets of paper next to her are filled with various content, all of which are the key points needed for tomorrow's meeting.
The meeting was added by her at the last minute, and Lin Muyan spent some effort to finalize most of the content. When she announced the end of the meeting, it was already an hour later.
She rubbed her sore shoulders and had just sighed with relief when she heard what seemed like someone knocking at the door. Didn't someone just knock? Puzzled, she closed her notebook and habitually tore up and destroyed the manuscript before taking a few steps towards the door.
There were no footsteps in the corridor, it was quiet, not even the sound of the elevator opening.
Is there still no one?
Lin Muyan quietly approached the door, waited for a while, and then peeked inside.
She looked around to make sure no one was there before focusing on the door. There was still the small golden pushcart. She had just pushed it out a few minutes ago, and had only taken some of the snacks inside and put them in the fridge, leaving the rest untouched.
But now, those golden plates are all gone. In their place are several bottles of freshly squeezed fruit juice in different flavors. Since they were just squeezed not long ago, you can still smell the unique fragrance of the fruits. In addition, there are also several bottles of special mineral water priced over a thousand each.
Lin Muyan I remember complaining about this brand Liu Er Bao before. Is it another issue with hotel service? Lin Muyan Scratching my head, I always feel that this time it's become very strange.
But indeed, no one claimed it, so it was placed steadily in front of her own door.
She took a bottle of juice and two bottles of mineral water, then closed the door.
"Hello, is this the front desk? I'm the resident of room 708 on the top floor. I don't need hotel service, so please don't send it up anymore. If I need anything, I will let you know."
"Okay, ma'am."
The enthusiastic voice of the front desk lady disappeared from the phone, and Lin Muyan slowly hung up the landline.
She believed that there would be no more strange accidents this time.
Put the computer back in the bag, Lin Muyan turned on the TV and watched the MV promotion of the music chart for a while. Recently, the company wants May Fourth Movement to mentor new employees, so it's necessary to start with popular songs like this to find the direction. Lin Muyan is earnestly seeking inspiration, occasionally taking out her phone to compare. As the show is about to end, she finally feels a little sleepy.
When the door was knocked on again, she was already half asleep and about to enter dreamland. It's really annoying to be woken up just when you're finally about to fall asleep. To be honest, Lin Muyan was so annoyed that she wanted to make a complaint.
Is the service at this six-star hotel a bit too meticulous? It's seriously affecting her rest, hey!
After making sure no one was around, Lin Muyan opened the door with an unfriendly expression and stared at the golden stroller outside.
In the middle of the stroller is a neatly folded set of silk pajamas, with a separate top and bottom design. The overall color is a light pink with a pearl-like sheen, very girlish. The eye mask on the pajamas is in the same color scheme, seemingly intentionally matched as a set. Below are several different brands and styles of perfume and aromatherapy. Lin Muyan picks up one and sees the description mentioning sleep-inducing ingredients.
If the hotel staff pays attention and can guess what she likes to eat and drink, it's understandable. It just shows that the hotel is more humanized. But she had just started to sleep, and they sent such timely sleep aids. Is this too timely?
It's scary to be timely.
Lin Muyan took a step back, staring at golden stroller for a few seconds before decisively closing the door.
She didn't take anything, just stood quietly by the door, earnestly peering through the Peephole at the outside.
The previous two times, the other party was able to prepare things very quickly, obviously not far from oneself. Lin Muyan frowned, because of nervousness, even her breathing slowed down unconsciously. She leaned against the door, quietly waiting for the "prey" to come in. It was exactly as she had guessed.
Quickly, a black figure emerged from the next room and slowly approached the golden pushcart. There was not a single trace of it being touched by anyone. The person paused, carefully inspected it, confirmed that it hadn't been tampered with, and then looked puzzledly at the door of Lin Muyan.
In the time it took to raise her eyes, the other party's puzzled face fell completely into Lin Muyan's eyes. With just one glance, Lin Muyan pushed open the door...
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