The senior staff was speechless as they watched Mu Xichen disappearing into the distance.
After a while, someone sighed and remarked, “One can be capricious if one is rich!”
“If we don’t decide on the next couple of days, our losses will be in the billions!”
“What can we do now, our boss has scooted off!”
“…”
The meeting room that was just a moment ago buzzing with a lively discussion was now dead silent.
…
Shi Yishen glanced at the rearview mirror, reached out to draw a few pieces of napkins, and held it out to her, feeling defeated.
Up till then, she hadn’t even shed a single teardrop.
He thought it was because she was strong enough.
But he would never have thought that it took only one phone call for her tears to start flowing so freely.
The man suddenly realized it wasn’t that this girl was strong, but rather, the right man wasn’t there for her.
And obviously, this person that she had just made the phone call to was her shoulder to cry on.
Shi Yishen was deeply hurt and felt terribly confused emotionally as he looked at the girl crying in the back seat.
This was the first time ever that a woman was crying in his car.
Although, he wasn’t the one who had made her cry. Every girl who sat in his car in the past would be in the front passenger seat, cozying up to him.
Now and then they would rub their bosom against him, throw him a coquettish look, or reach out to touch him here and there, sometimes dropping subtle hints, sometimes being outrightly suggestive.
Only Li Beinian was guarded, taking precautions against him as though he was a thief.
He had to beg to take her home.
Suddenly, he felt like he wasn’t in his right mind.
And it was a serious case of insanity.
He rubbed his nose. Once in a short while, he’d turn to look at her.
He felt knotted up inside and sighed secretly.
…
Ming City, although not too far away, was still a considerable distance.
By car, it would take 4 to 5 hours.
So that he could rest assured, Mu Xichen called Bo Chengcheng and asked her to ensure that Li Beinian was safe and sound at Qing Shui Fu.
By the time he got there, Bo Chengcheng was in the living room.
Having come home in a flurry, the first thing he asked was, “Where’s she?”
“In the room.” Bo Chengcheng stood up, looking quite solemn. “Seems like something happened.”
“What happened?”
“I’m not sure. My guys didn’t manage to get wind of anything, and she refuses to come out to see me.” Bo Chengcheng looked like she was at the end of her rope. “Why don’t you go and take a look. She’s locked the door, and I don’t have a spare key.”
Mu Xichen felt even more anxious now. Raising his voice, he shouted, “Why didn’t you call me? What if something happened to her!”
Taken aback, Bo Chengcheng quickly replied, “Don’t worry, she’s been talking to me.”
Mu Xichen drew out a key and unlocked the door. Li Beinian was nowhere to be seen.
There was the sound of water coming from the shower.
Immediately, the man threw open the bathroom door.
Fortunately, it wasn’t locked.
Li Beinian was lying down in the bathtub, looking as though she had been sleeping. However, she startled when he burst in.
At one glance, Mu Xichen noticed the bright red patch on the side of her neck.
Faint and scattered spots of blood could be seen.
His pupils shrank back as he walked up to her.
Li Beinian had been sitting in the bath for some time, and now her eyes were blurry and she felt dizzy.
The water in the bath had long cooled. However, the stream of hot water still running in kept the temperature warm.
She did not react to Mu Xichen in the first instance, but when she came to her senses, she found herself tightly held in his embrace.
His familiar crisp scent filled her nostrils.
She looked up in a daze and felt a sharpness in her nose bridge. Then, as if her tears had finally found an outlet, they started streaming down her face. She embraced him and started to sob loudly.