Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

  “You could say that, but I still feel that her attitude toward Mo Yongheng is slightly different, as she was terrified the moment she saw him. She had wanted to apologize to Mo Yongheng today, but she held her apologies throughout the entire meal and did not say them out loud.”


  As Nian Xiaomu thought of that scene, she knew without a doubt that if Mo Yongheng had not spoken up first today, the word “sorry” might not have left Zheng Yan’s mouth even after everyone had left.

  Upon hearing that Yu Yuehan had arrived, Nian Xiaomu walked out with her handbag and continued to gossip about the matter with him.

  However, Yu Yuehan remained silent when he heard what she said.

  When the two of them met in the car park, Nian Xiaomu hung up the phone call and dived into his embrace.

  It was as if they had not seen each other for a long time, as she hung herself onto his body, with one of her hands wrapped around his neck followed by clamping both her legs around his waist.

  “I missed you so much!”


  Nian Xiaomu lifted her head and planted a kiss on his thin lips.

  Yu Yuehan was subdued by that simple sentence.

  As he held her body with his hands, he raised his eyebrows arrogantly and asked, “Didn’t you just have lunch with a handsome young man? Do you still have the time for me?”


  “What nonsense! No other man could be as handsome as you are, I only want to have my meals with you.” Nian Xiaomu proceeded to bootlick shamelessly.

  It was a little taxing for her to hug Yu Yuehan with just one arm since the injury on her shoulder had not fully healed.

  She was about to give up and get down.

  However, Yu Yuehan simply held her in a princess carry and placed her in the car.

  He drove her to the factory of Project No.3 for the on-site inspection.

  On the way there, Nian Xiaomu continued to mumble about her worries for Zheng Yan and insisted on calling her to check she was ok.

  The phone call went through, but no one picked up, even after a long time.

  In the end, the call was rejected.

  “This shouldn’t be the case. I gave Zheng Yan a call before Mo Yongheng looked her up, and we had an enjoyable chat. Why would she suddenly reject my call? Could a conflict have happened between her and Mo Yongheng?”


  As Nian Xiaomu asked anxiously, she dialed Zheng Yan’s number again.

  …


  On the other end of the phone call.

  The Zheng Corporation.

  Zheng Yan’s office was an all-glass cubicle that took up half of the administrative area at the top floor, with a total surface area that was only slightly smaller than the President’s office.

  Expensive and beautiful furnishings filled her office.

  The lighting of an all-glass cubicle was a smart choice; from the inside, one could have a clear view of the employees at the other half of the administrative area, but from the outside, nothing could be seen.

  At first glance, one would be able to tell that the art pieces on the walls were masterpieces from renowned artists, and just a couple of those collections were enough to keep one entertained for half a day.

  Three cups of freshly brewed tea with rising steam sat on the coffee table.

  However, at this point in time, the atmosphere of the supposedly serene office seemed a little weird… Or rather, treacherous with daggers drawn.

  As Fan Yu and Mo Yongheng took up one side of two sofas respectively, they stared at each other with the coffee table in between them.

  However, Zheng Yan felt that their gazes were like two sharp blades that were silently fighting each other…


  “Erm, do you guys want to have a cup of tea first?”


  Zheng Yan stood by the side and asked meekly; she seemed just like a little animal that was hemmed in on both sides, a tiny organism that was simply hoping for a chance at survival.

  The two of them turned around and cast a glance at her as she finished her sentence.

  She was so intimidated that she subconsciously stumbled backward, afraid of accidentally getting hurt in the process.

  After she remained in a dazed state for a long while, she finally heard her cell phone ringing. Just as she was about to answer the call, Mo Yongheng’s deep but firm voice sounded.

  “No!”


  Zheng Yan’s hand trembled from the shock and accidentally rejected the call.

  She only realized that his “no” was directed at Fan Yu instead of her when she turned around!

  Mo Yongheng said, “We have something important to do during our trip to the Zheng Family. It is not convenient to take others with us.”