"So late at night, you can’t sleep, could it be because you have a telepathic connection with Mu Yichen, feeling his illness all the way in France?"
Helian Hao asked her.
Was she just in a bad mood and couldn’t sleep, okay?
Mu Yichen was still standing in her kitchen, so was Jing Feng, the two men silently watched the end of the video of the two women, and then both helplessly hung their heads.
"It seems, Qin Mu is quite ruthless in her heart, but are you really going to let things go ?"
Jing Feng crossed his arms and leaned against the bar inside, asking.
"What can I do if I don’t let it go? She thinks I’m a rapist."
Mu Yichen said with a particularly powerless kind of voice.
Helian Hao turned to look at him, Jing Feng looked forward with an incredulous look in his eyes as if looking at his own wife, Mu Yichen lowered his head to look at his feet, truly about to be driven mad by her.
"Weren’t you always very indulgent with her? How did you suddenly become a rapist?"
Helian Hao asked in confusion.
"I was, but since Zhuo Wen’s incident, I have become unforgivable, the most heartless, and the most disappointing man to her, probably even her father hadn’t disappointed her this much back in the day."
As Mu Yichen spoke, he stood up straight and stopped leaning: "I’m going to the balcony to smoke a cigarette."
Jing Feng and Helian Hao were still at their original spots, watching his retreating figure unable to help but worry, Helian Hao said, "Should I talk to Mumu again?"
"Back then she didn’t want to see you, and no matter how much you pleaded, it was no use."
Jing Feng reminded him.
Helian Hao knew all too well that Qin Mu was the kind of person who persisted on her own, and what others said was useless unless she came to understand it herself.
Jing Feng went to the balcony to find Mu Yichen, saw him smoking, and lit one himself.
"Our house is a no-smoking zone."
After lighting his cigarette and taking a puff, Jing Feng stood opposite him, reminding him.
Mu Yichen didn’t speak, just squinted his eyes through the smoke to look at Jing Feng.
The man who prohibited smoking was holding a ’cigarette’ in his hand.
"I’m saying, why don’t you just go to Paris, haven’t you often done that before?"
"I don’t want to do that now."
Mu Yichen had suddenly become very stubborn.
Jing Feng glanced at him, not contradicting Mu Yichen, but felt that the time was still too short, which led to Mu Yichen being unable to take that step yet.
If the time was a little longer, well, he probably wouldn’t need anyone to urge him, he would have gone there himself.
"Then it’s up to you!"
Jing Feng said as he took another puff of his cigarette, he had to finish it quickly and then go to the kitchen to cook.
Mu Yichen looked at Jing Feng, "You’re not going to persuade me more?"
"Why are you being so cheap?"
Jing Feng had no choice but to ask him.
Mu Yichen gave a smirk that didn’t reach his eyes, then looked at the window and continued smoking.
The sky outside was a bit gloomy, like there was some haze, Mu Yichen frowned as he watched where the smoke was blowing, then squinted towards the farther building.
The three had a meal together, then Mu Yichen drove back to the Mu Family mansion.
Next morning, Mu Yichen, with his sleepy eyes, went to work and saw at the entrance to his office, Secretary Xi and Qiao Yi standing by the secretary’s desk, Secretary Xi’s hand on the desk, Qiao Yi pretending to accidentally press his hand on top of hers, both of them casually watching him.
Especially Qiao Yi, acting as if nothing was wrong.
"Brother Yichen, you’ve come to work so early?"
Qiao Yi greeted him with a smile.
Mu Yichen didn’t say a word, just took his gaze back, walked to his office door, pushed it open, and walked in.
The two outside were ignored as if they were air.
Secretary Xi didn’t mind, but Qiao Yi felt a bit awkward.
"I’ll go in and have a look, he’s been unhappy lately because his wife ran away from home."
Secretary Xi agreed, waiting until he too entered the president’s office before she moved her hand away from the edge of the desk, she had almost been exhausted just now.
He didn’t mention anything, suddenly pressing his hand on the back of hers.
Secretary Xi felt the back of her hand had been pressed red by him, but for some reason, she hadn’t moved it away just now, although it could have been easily separated.
Qiao Yi entered his office and seeing him unhappy, tried to humor him, but Brother Yichen didn’t even lift an eye, playing with a pen in his hand, and said coldly from behind his desk, "I forbid office romance."
Qiao Yi almost he cursed.
"I forbid office romance."
This time, Mu Yichen looked up, his sharp gaze on Qiao Yi, speaking to him clearly, word by word.
"Mu Yichen, you’re ruthless!"
Qiao Yi gritted his teeth, but he didn’t dare to lash out at his boss, though he wanted to turn and leave, he couldn’t resist but turn back with his hands on his hips to look at him: "What if I call Xiaomu right now and tell her you have another woman, guess what she would do?"