Chapter 265

Author's Note:

Because I have something to do on Sunday night and don't know what time I'll be back, I stayed up late to write this in advance~~ Which means this chapter is the update for the 16th~ Everyone doesn't need to wait for an update tonight~~~

Lately, it's been getting later and later~~

*Tears running*~~

Girls, go to sleep early, don't stay up late!!!

Love you all!

☆, (8 Fresh Coins) Chapter 294: How to End It

The lewd dream in the early morning made it difficult for He Le to return to calm even after she went out, especially when the men approached her in the morning, either lazily or refreshed; smelling their unique masculine scent made her mind and body uncontrollably restless.

Hitching a ride with Lingyu, He Le lowered her little head and self-criticized: "He Le, you're hopeless." After criticizing, she secretly glanced at Ren Lingyu beside her.

"What's wrong?" Ren Lingyu glanced over and asked.

"Thinking about it carefully, it's only been half a year since I left school, but it feels like such a long time has passed."

"That's for sure. When we were in school, there was no burden. You’d open your eyes, close them, laugh 'haha,' and the day would pass. Now…" Ren Lingyu also felt a bit emotional, "Every day, you don't know what different things will happen or what kind of people you'll meet."

"……" He Le smiled faintly, "I met Cui Yaran."

"Who?" Ren Lingyu didn't react for a moment. When she remembered who Cui Yaran was, her pretty eyes widened, "What?"

"The car! The car! The car!" He Le quickly told Ren Lingyu to watch the road, then calmly explained what had happened before.

After listening, Ren Lingyu looked ahead and sneered, "Sure enough, she’s uniquely cheap, even going abroad to play cheap!"

"No, she seems to be very good to everyone else."

Ren Lingyu scoffed at He Le's statement, "At such a young age, to already have such a vicious heart and schemes, this kind of person definitely has a serious personality defect. If it's really like you said, that she only targets you, then there can only be two reasons."

"What?"

"She loves you to death, deliberately ruining your reputation so everyone stays away from you, so she can have you all to herself."

"Uh… I want to hear the other one."

"She is insanely jealous of you. Only by making you live in endless pain can she feel a little balanced in her heart."

He Le thought about it, "Then maybe she loves me too much."

Ren Lingyu smiled upon hearing this. Lele being able to talk about Cui Yaran in such a relaxed, joking tone at least meant that the woman was no longer a demon in Lele's heart.

"Then she has no chance! Even if you don't like men, you still have me. If she dares to stir up trouble again, I'll teach her how to write the word 'death'!"

He Le smiled happily and shook her head, "No, between her and me, it's time for an end."

For the next few days, He Le continued to train herself according to her plan. Except for when they were singing duets, Diao Xingyuan almost never spoke to her. He Le, who wasn't very good at taking the initiative to socialize, gave up after trying a few times, replacing words with smiles, spending time in a calm yet tense manner.

"Director, tomorrow's regular meeting…"

"Cancel it."

The same location, the same license plate, the difference being that there were no longer three people in the car, but only one remaining black figure.

Closing his eyes to listen to the soft, moving singing voice, occasionally opening them to look at that clean, elegant, stubborn little face, the sunlight kept changing direction, but he was so relaxed he didn't want to move at all. However, whenever she couldn't hold on and escaped into the crowd; whenever he saw her showing a smile to other men, a strange, slight dullness and displeasure would rise in his chest.

This woman…

Shentu Mo lowered his eyes and glanced at the ivory-white button between his fingers. He wasn't sure how much his current interest in this little woman had to do with things like "liking" or "love," but one thing was certain—he wanted this woman.

He wanted this woman to "sing" beautiful sounds under him just like she was now, wanted the stubbornness on her little face to collapse bit by bit under him, replaced by a lewd, moving expression.

"*Cough*…" Seeing that it was almost time for He Le to leave, Diao Xingyuan cleared his throat and glanced at the pale-faced He Le.

For the past four days, how this seemingly simple girl had been fighting against her fear, he believed no one could see more clearly than him. Although he didn't know what it felt like to have "social anxiety," her sweat-drenched temples couldn't be faked, and her pale, bluish complexion couldn't be acted out. Facing fear with such a resolute attitude, he had to admit that he, who never easily admired anyone, couldn't help but feel a bit of respect for this girl.

"Please help her, I beg you!"

Recalling the young man's sincere and generous smile in his mind, Diao Xingyuan glanced at He Le again before turning off the amplifier, signaling to He Le and the audience that he needed to take a break.

He Le took out her phone to check the time, and before she could speak, she heard Diao Xingyuan say:

"I won't be coming tomorrow."

"……Did something happen?"

Diao Xingyuan curled his lips and took a sip of water, "My wife is having surgery tomorrow."

He Le was slightly startled, but after all, they weren't very close, so it wasn't easy to ask anything, "I wish everything goes smoothly! Is there anything I can help with?"

"Nothing for you to do." Diao Xingyuan said habitually, but after seeing He Le's slightly awkward expression, he softened his tone, "C-can you handle it alone? If you can, I'll leave these things here, and there are some accompaniments…"

"N-no need, I, I can't do it alone." He Le didn't expect Diao Xingyuan to be willing to lend her the equipment, "Thank you! I'll be fine, I wish your wife a speedy recovery!"

Upon hearing this, Diao Xingyuan looked around, not knowing what he was looking for. Finally, he looked at He Le's face, which had turned red after being pale, and thought for a moment, "How about you come tomorrow anyway? I'll find a friend to come and accompany you, but I don't know if he can sing."

Author's Note:

I’m back!!!

The competition was full of complaints~~ but at least my strengths were brought into play~~ although there were regrets, the final result was acceptable~~~

The most tragic thing is that as soon as I got back, I worked overtime for two consecutive days~ to catch up on the week's work~~ I wasn't prepared for the little fairies in the office yesterday, and I was served a whole bunch of buns~~ When I got home last night and took off my socks, my husband laughed like crazy…

Alright~~ honestly writing the final chapter~~~~

Lele and Xiaoya need an end~~ and as for L and Momo comrades~~ it’s time for an end too~~~

☆, (11 Fresh Coins) Chapter 295: PhD Jiji

Muse Group Conference Room on the top floor.

Various executives were reporting on their work, but Zhai Feiyun took the time to glance at the empty seat belonging to a certain Crown Prince on her left. Shentu Mo usually took leave around the Lunar New Year and rarely missed group meetings at other times. Not only had there been no news for several days, but she heard that tomorrow's departmental meeting had been canceled. This trend… gave her a very bad feeling.

Zhai Feiyun subconsciously looked at Jiji on her right. Unlike his previous devil-may-care attitude, the current Jiji still had the playboy vibe of a young master, but he was clearly more bold and steady in dealing with people and things. Originally, although Jiji was also a top-tier golden agent in the industry, in the eyes of the old bones on the board of directors, Jiji's personality and ability clearly couldn't hold down his status as the second-largest shareholder of Muse. However, in just a few short months, changes had quietly occurred, and now Jiji's right to speak at group meetings had faintly surpassed hers.

She… was indeed old.

"Jiji, stay behind," Zhai Feiyun said after the meeting ended.

Jiji moved his neck, "What's wrong?"

"How have you been lately?"

"Mm? How have I been?"

"You… with He Le."

As soon as He Le's name was uttered by Zhai Feiyun, Jiji's face immediately turned three degrees colder, "Aunt Yun, you are an elder. Normally, I shouldn't speak to you with this attitude, but regarding Lele, I hope you won't ask about it ever again."

Zhai Feiyun's two lips trembled visibly. Steadying her emotions, she lowered her tone, "Is this your idea alone, or the idea of all of you?"

Jiji curled his lips and chuckled, "Qin Zhixiu is not someone you need to worry about. As for Ruan Lin and Mu Wei, I think you know their personalities very well. They never remind people of anything, because when they get angry, they never have any scruples."

"……Then what about Shentu? Did he also—" Zhai Feiyun thought about her wording, "Take a fancy to that girl?"

Jiji's brows moved slightly, "Then you have to ask him. Anything else?" Seeing Zhai Feiyun stop speaking, Jiji picked up his folder and walked toward the conference room door.

"Jiji, setting aside the girl, Old Ji would be very gratified to see you as you are now," Zhai Feiyun sighed slightly and said objectively.

Jiji stopped and turned to look at Zhai Feiyun, who looked a bit tired. After a moment, he slowly revealed a faint smile.

"Because I love a woman in my heart, I want to become a better man."

Watching Jiji's figure walk out of the conference room, Zhai Feiyun lay back in the sofa chair. It was a long while before she opened her eyes and looked at the bright, warm winter sun outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

He Le…

She still remembered the first time she saw that girl, the look of timidity mixed with persistence and longing, the surprise when seeing the contract, the gratitude after signing it. At the time, she only thought about finding someone to look after the daily life of that group of brats, but she didn't expect… that after being swallowed alive by that group of brats, that girl would hold their hearts firmly in her hands.

But how long can the current situation be maintained? Even if that group of brats can tolerate each other's existence, their families behind them will absolutely never allow this to last! They aren't showing up now only because they think they are just playing around for freshness. Once they discover that they are truly devoted to that girl, by then—making that girl disappear from the world is not impossible.

Especially Mu Wei's complex family background.

Thinking of Mu Wei's dark family history, Zhai Feiyun only felt dizzy and panicked. Should she notify Mu Wei's family first? What if Mu Wei wants to bring that girl back to the family, or if Mu Wei's mother discovers Mu Wei's current situation…

Zhai Feiyun couldn't help but lament. Someone lend her a time machine! If she had known it would turn out like this, she would never have let that girl become their apartment manager!

Even Shentu, who had the least involvement with that girl, was now acting abnormally. How is she supposed to explain this to Chairman Shentu?

Shentu, please. Even if you finally discover you like men, just don't get involved with that girl at all!

At night, He Le practiced voice changing while watching video tutorials, waiting for Qin Zhixiu and Ruan Lin, who had announcements, to return. Jiji pulled a chair and sat beside her reading a book, and Mu Wei sat in her room for a while before going upstairs to take care of his precious cameras. The whole apartment was quiet, with only the sound of the pendulum clock to be heard.

"Am I… very boring?" He Le took off her headphones and tilted her head to ask Jiji.

Jiji raised his eyebrows, "Not at all." Afterward, he thought for a moment, smiled, and patted his lap, signaling her to sit on him.

He Le got up and sat naturally in his arms, leaning on his shoulder.

"Why did you suddenly think of this?" Jiji asked with a smile.

He Le shook her head. During this time, she had been reading some scripts. The girls in them were all lively and interesting, and when they were with their lovers, they would act like spoiled children and have sweet mouths. But when she was with them, she didn't know what to take the initiative to talk to them about, let alone praise them.

"We still have a lot, a lot of time to chat. If we chat about everything now, what will we say later?"