"No... Mr. Qin instructed... Whenever you go out, I must follow you at all tis and places..."
Mu Wan: "..."
Mu Wan looked at the woman’s resolute expression, pursed her lips, and chose silence.
"Hmm... alright then... thank you."
"It’s no trouble at all. Being able to go out with Miss Mu... it’s my honor... and seeing you paint makes feel even better..."
Mu Wan’s lips curled slightly, a faint smile gracing her face.
"Well... that’s my honor too..."
"Miss Mu, when you smile, you look beautiful... You should smile more often..."
On ordinary days... it’s mostly a calm and reserved expression... If the secretary hadn’t already spent considerable ti with Mu Wan, she might have thought Mu Wan was difficult to approach.
Mu Wan: "..."
It’s not that she doesn’t like to smile...
She’s simply used to maintaining a composed and understated deanor.
Mu Wan nodded slightly, observing the woman’s earnest and eager manner, and nodded again.
"Alright."
...
The Eiffel Tower stands on the southern bank of the Seine River in Paris, France’s Place du Trocadéro. It’s one of the world’s most famous landmarks, a symbol of French culture, a Parisian city icon, and the tallest structure in Paris.
The French affectionately refer to it as the "Iron Lady."
Mu Wan had long admired the Eiffel Tower...
Accompanied by the secretary, she arrived by car in front of the Eiffel Tower, feeling sowhat awestruck.
Truly beautiful...
"Miss Mu, I’ve already arranged the best spot for your sketching. Please follow ."
"Hmm."
Mu Wan followed the secretary toward a lakeside opposite the Eiffel Tower, switching to another convertible car.
"Miss Mu, please take a seat."
Mu Wan: "..."
She... was just here to sketch.
Did it really need to be this extravagant?
"But... isn’t this a bit too conspicuous..."
"Don’t worry... as long as it doesn’t inconvenience you. Otherwise... if you feel overwheld or exhausted, Mr. Qin and I would not be able to account for that."
Mu Wan: "..."
Mu Wan looked at the secretary’s unwavering expression, nodded, and could only sit in the car, gazing at the Eiffel Tower in the distance as she opened her sketch pad.
The first page of the sketch pad showed Qin Mu during his school days, dressed in a uniform and playing basketball. Mu Wan quickly flipped to a new page...
The secretary stood solemnly at Mu Wan’s side, vigilantly surveying the surroundings to ensure her safety.
Not only the secretary, but even the driver dressed in black, shared the responsibility of scanning the area...
Constantly on high alert.
...
Originally, Mu Wan went sketching alone, simply wearing white canvas shoes and carrying a sketch pad on her back.
Now... she found it sowhat unfamiliar.
Morning sunlight spilled warmly across her figure, faintly gilding her in gold, rendering her breathtakingly beautiful.
The secretary secretly took several photos of Mu Wan. Despite her youthful appearance, Mu Wan’s artistic skills were exceptional.
With a few effortless strokes, the Eiffel Tower’s initial outline took shape on paper.
A gentle breeze whispered past, scattering Mu Wan’s long hair across her shoulders, crafting a beauty that stopped hearts.
...
Not far away:
Qin Mu sat inside a Cadillac, his gaze fixed on the contract in his hand, when the driver seated in front respectfully said, "Mr. Qin, Madam... is just up ahead."
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