Zhang Hongyun’s voice is really soft, but not all n like it.
"Oh! Thank you for agreeing to renew the contract with our company. We will definitely do a good job."
Zhang Hongyun knew he was unwilling to talk and didn’t force him. She seed to have endless patience for him, always speaking softly.
"Does President Mu have any suggestions for our company? I can convey them to President Cong."
Zhang Hongyun asked him again, thinking that he should have sothing to talk about with this topic.
Who knew that Mu Yichen would suddenly turn around and walk towards the dressing room.
Qin Mu saw him co in and involuntarily glanced at him, wondering if he wanted to see the models inside?
Until she accidentally saw the woman at the door blinking in surprise, she suddenly understood the reason Mu Yichen ca in and then called Xiaoi: "Xiaoi, would you help close the door?"
"Ah? Oh!"
Xiaoi was stunned, but seeing the woman peering in at the door, she imdiately understood Qin Mu’s intention and went out.
When closing the door, Xiaoi locked herself outside.
Zhang Hongyun saw her hostile expression and stepped aside. Xiaoi crossed her arms and sneered, "Hey! What’s wrong with you? Are you lovesick to this extent? Do you know that President Mu is a clean freak? He absolutely won’t touch a woman touched by others, you know!"
Xiaoi spoke to her with emotion, a smile on her face.
"I don’t understand what you’re saying. I’m just President Cong’s secretary."
Zhang Hongyun’s eyes were filled with vigilance and dislike, but she still explained.
"Whether you’re a secretary or a mistress, you know it clearly yourself! We can see it too. Don’t you know President Cong’s reputation in Rongcheng? He’s played with so many girls like you that you couldn’t count them with your ten fingers even if counted several tis. After being played by him, it’s hard to find a boyfriend, and you still want to insult President Mu?"
By the ti Xiaoi finished speaking, the smile on her face was gone, replaced with contempt.
"Why are you speaking nonsense? I haven’t offended you! I’m working honestly, how did I beco soone else’s mistress?"
Zhang Hongyun got angry and argued with Xiaoi.
"Hongyun?"
Fan Qing ran down from upstairs, saw Zhang Hongyun’s back, thought he was mistaken, walked closer and found it was really Zhang Hongyun.
This was the place for staff, Fan Qing approached: "This is the dressing room for models, what are you doing here?"
"Miss Fan, is she your friend? You better advise her properly, because dreaming about soone else’s man—and being the other woman—is going to get her struck by lightning, you know!"
Seeing Fan Qing coming over, Xiaoi took the opportunity to talk to him but actually warned Zhang Hongyun.
Zhang Hongyun was so angry she could hardly breathe, her chest rising and falling quickly. Xiaoi snorted, turned her head, entered inside, and slamd the door.
"Who is she, anyway? Why such a venomous mouth?"
Zhang Hongyun was so angry, she shouted at Fan Qing.
"She’s Qin Mu’s assistant. What are you doing here, looking for Qin Mu?"
Fan Qing was puzzled, unable to figure out Zhang Hongyun’s reason for coming here.
Zhang Hongyun told Fan Qing to mind his own business and then left. Fan Qing entered the dressing room and saw Mu Yichen half-sitting on an unused table, then understood the reason Zhang Hongyun ca here and unwittingly sighed.
"Miss Qin, I’m very sorry about Zhang Hongyun..."
"You don’t need to apologize for her; she doesn’t have the right to say such things to ."
Qin Mu spoke indifferently, and after speaking felt she was too cold, then raised her eyes: "You go about your business.
Fan Qing understood her intent, nodded, and went back to work.
Qin Mu occasionally looked at Mu Yichen, discovering Mu Yichen was bowing his head, lost in thought. In this room filled with beautiful won and handso n, he didn’t even glance around.
Later, everyone left, and Qin Mu walked over to Mu Yichen to stand: "Aren’t you going out?"
Mu Yichen’s dark eyes stared at her, reached out and pulled her hand, bringing her between his legs, staring directly at her.
Qin Mu lowered her eyes, looked at the hand holding hers, then raised her eyes to look at him.
Mu Yichen knew she still had so resistance and didn’t want to be too close to him, but he didn’t let go: "If you don’t go out, why should I go out?"
"But I need to go out; I’m going on stage soon, and later we still have to sing, right?"
Qin Mu spoke in a low voice, aning, we can’t delay singing.
"You should first go to the bathroom!"
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