Chapter 318

Mu Nian waited outside for over two hours, and finally received Zou Miaoqian's phone call.

Outside the parking lot, Zou Miaoqian got into Mu Nian's car.

After sitting in the passenger seat and fastening the seat belt, Zou Miaoqian saw the wound on Mu Nian's forehead.

"Are you okay?"

Zou Miaoqian asked, frowning.

Mu Nian laughed and shook her head, "It's fine, just a small scrape."

Having said that, she started the car, "Let me first show you the place! If you like it, I'll help you move your stuff next."

"Okay, thanks!"

Zou Miaoqian nodded.

Such an enthusiastic landlord like Mu Nian, she had never seen before.

While the car was driving, Zou Miaoqian said, "Our manager Sheng Mingcheng is usually arrogant, and sometimes he even takes advantage to harass… I really want to slap him. Hehe! After work, you can still see the slap mark on his face!"

Mu Nian frowned and said, "Such a clueless person actually thinks all women in the world like him!"

Zou Miaoqian nodded, "Exactly! When it's time to act, act—hit that bastard!"

Mu Nian remained silent.

Speaking of it, she's the one who ends up losing out.

Zou Miaoqian added, "That bastard is holding some kind of engagement banquet at a big hotel tonight, inviting relatives, friends, and some business people; several senior folks from our company have to go."

A few of my coworkers weren't invited but still went, thick-skinned, giving a red packet worth a month's salary—really just stuffing themselves with nothing to do.

"Oh?"

Mu Nian gave a casual reply.

Actually, she isn't interested in Sheng Mingcheng's engagement banquet at all.

She just wanted to have something to talk about with Zou Miaoqian.

Zou Miaoqian added, "Sheng Mingcheng has never wanted to marry, but now he's thirty; his mother—that old lady you saw—is eager to hold a grandson, so she found him a socially compatible girlfriend herself."

"You mean the woman in red clothes, whose nickname is Honghong, right?"

Mu Nian said.

Zou Miaoqian nodded, "She's Yi Hong; she often came to the company before, using tough tactics! She got pregnant first, so now Sheng Mingcheng can't avoid marriage."

Mu Nian shook her head, "Why bother! With a guy like Sheng Mingcheng, any woman who's with him suffers."

Zou Miaoqian sighed, "Who told them they're rich? Look, even if he gets married, plenty of women will still flock to him. The Yi family's business still relies on the Sheng family; this isn't marriage, it's a political alliance."

Mu Nian drove slowly, and only after over forty minutes did she reach the destination.

A residential area half an hour from where Zou Miaoqian works—Furong Xiaoqu.

The community is relatively new, but the space is a bit small, making the floors feel dense.

Zou Miaoqian had no dissatisfaction with that.

After viewing the rooms, she felt a rent of 4000 per month was acceptable.

Although her previous rental was closer to the company, she still shared it with others, splitting a monthly rent of 3000.

The annoying part was that the woman she shared with often brought her boyfriend over.

Now this apartment, whether interior decoration or electrical appliances, etc., looks brand new.

The only drawback is that it's a bit far from the company.

Although officially work starts at nine, in reality they have to clock in at 8:30.

One must leave by 7:30 to have time to eat breakfast outside.

Then squeeze on a bus for over half an hour.

Now it's even farther; likely one has to leave by 7:00.

Mu Nian immediately took out a Yanjing map and said to Zou Miaoqian, "Actually, taking the bus here is more convenient; you just need to transfer once more."

This bus passes here at 7:40, then arrives at that stop around 8:00; after transferring, at most ten minutes later you'll be near your company.

After getting off, you'll reach the company. Most importantly, these two buses aren't crowded on these two segments!

Mu Nian had done her homework thoroughly—she knew exactly which bus stops and subway stations were near the community, and where hailing a taxi was convenient.

Zou Miaoqian was convinced by Mu Nian.

Soon they signed the lease, paying two months' deposit and three months' rent.

Then Mu Nian drove to Zou Miaoqian's former place to help her move her belongings.

After moving to Furong Xiaoqu, it was already dark.

Zou Miaoqian wanted to keep Mu Nian for dinner and become friends.

Seeing that returning would also be late, Mu Nian decided to stay.

Zou Miaoqian's personality also suited her temper.

Who knows, they might become good friends in the future!

Just as the food was finished and they were about to eat, Mu Nian's phone rang.

It was Lin Feng calling.

Mu Nian hurriedly answered, "Hey~Boss!"

"Where are you?"

Lin Feng asked.

Mu Nian replied, "I'm at Furong Xiaoqu; I just helped a friend move—she rented a place here, and she's treating me to dinner tonight."

Lin Feng laughed, "You're quite diligent—actually helping a tenant move."

Mu Nian said, "There's not much stuff, and it's not like I do this every day."

"Furong Xiaoqu…… isn't too far, I'll come pick you up!"

Lin Feng hung up after saying that.

"Your boss?"

Zou Miaoqian saw Mu Nian hang up the phone and asked casually.

Mu Nian nodded.

"What's your boss like?"

Zou Miaoqian asked again, curious.

Mu Nian smiled and said, "Aside from giving off a lazy vibe, he has no other flaws."

Having just met the day before, Mu Nian naturally wouldn't say too much to Zou Miaoqian.

Zou Miaoqian said she'd treat him to a meal, but the dinner dishes were actually very simple.

Moreover, Zou Miaoqian's cooking wasn't great either.

The two ate until half‑full and then put down their chopsticks.

Lin Feng's call came in just in time.

Mu Nian bade farewell to Zou Miaoqian.

Zou Miaoqian rose, insisting on seeing Mu Nian to the apartment complex's gate.

The two reached the basement; Mu Nian drove the car out of the underground parking lot and stopped at the roadside outside the complex's main gate..

Mu Nian kept staring at the roads on both sides, wondering from which intersection Lin Feng's knight would come.

As it turned out, a taxi pulled up to the curb, and Lin Feng got out from the back seat.

Not far away, Mu Nian honked twice and then got out of the car.

Lin Feng, wearing a blue casual suit, strolled over leisurely.

"Boss, you didn't drive?"

Mu Nian asked.

Lin Feng laughed and shook his head, "It's too gas‑guzzling; I feel I can't afford to drive—daily fuel costs of a thousand aren't enough."

Saying that, he turned his gaze to Zou Miaoqian.

Zou Miaoqian stepped forward and said, "Hello, Mr. Lin, I'm Zou Miaoqian, your new tenant."

Lin Feng smiled and said, "Please look after me from now on!"

Zou Miaoqian also laughed and said, "That's something I should be saying."

As soon as the words fell, Lin Feng looked at Mu Nian's forehead and said, "What's wrong with your head?"

Mu Nian was about to say he'd accidentally bumped it, but Zou Miaoqian spoke first: "He got hit this afternoon. It's our company's manager, named Sheng Mingcheng…"

Zou Miaoqian, Lin Feng's eyes widened, and he asked Mu Nian, "Is that right?"

Mu Nian nodded.

Lin Feng then asked Zou Miaoqian for more details about Sheng Mingcheng.

Having learned where Sheng Mingcheng would hold his engagement banquet that evening,

With the situation mostly under control, Lin Feng stepped forward and raised his hand.

Seeing Lin Feng's hand moving toward his own forehead, Mu Nian wanted to dodge, but Lin Feng, with a stern face, said, "Don't move!"

Mu Nian felt as if he'd been immobilized by a binding spell.

Lin Feng carefully peeled off the bandage on Mu Nian's forehead and examined the wound.

"Does it still hurt?" Lin Feng asked.

"No longer." Mu Nian replied.

"I'll take a look again later!"

The doctor who stitched the wound could rival Qi Yao's suturing skill.

After carefully applying the bandage to Mu Nian, Lin Feng pulled out his phone and said flatly, "No one but me is allowed to bully my woman—if this happens again, call me right away."

"Oh oh!"

Mu Nian hurriedly nodded.

She and Zou Miaoqian beside her both felt that Lin Feng's aura was somewhat intimidating.

Lin Feng pulled out his phone…