Chapter 20

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

“Brother Shen is already in the country for a week now. Even so, he doesn’t go home. He only stays in the company. It seems like he hates that woman.” Zhang Jiajia was overjoyed.

“Since that’s the case, I’ll find an opportunity to call Mu Qingyu out and have fun in a few days. I will make her understand how a wild girl like her from a remote area cannot wedge herself in the social circle of Yan City. Peasants will always be peasants. People like her won’t be able to do much.”

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Although he feared scaring the young girl by rashly going home, Shen Jingmo had been so busy this week that he often forgot to eat. When he finally settled most of the matters, he suddenly realized that half a month had passed.

“What has Miss Mu been doing at home recently?”

“Other than the incident at the embroidery workshop, Miss Mu has been staying at home to embroider and paint. She has an appointment today with the young lady of the Zhang family. She invited her to the gathering of socialites tonight.”

“Did she agree?”

“Not yet.” The personal secretary looked down at the time on the surface and said, “It’s already 10 o’clock. Madam won’t be able to make it even if she rushes over from Luming Jiaan.”

Shen Jingmo didn’t speak again. He knew that the young girl had no intention of attending at all.

Perhaps Zhang Jiajia’s party was a place that all outsiders would desperately want to affiliate with, but Mu Qingyu was different. Mu Qingyu wouldn’t be interested in such an invitation because she was an introvert. She didn’t like crowded and noisy places…

Shen Jingmo recalled when Mu Qingyu first came to Yan City Experimental High School. The teacher then asked the girl to introduce herself briefly to everyone on stage. Mu Qingyu lowered her head and hugged her drawing board. Before she could speak, her face turned red. She mustered up the courage to look up with a layer of mist in her eyes. She introduced her hometown as Jingchuan City in her soft and delicate voice. She was a 14-year-old art student that year.

Mu Qingyu looked as young as her age. Her classmates all treated her like a younger sister. As a result, when she transferred and took her first mock examination, she blew everyone’s minds by ranking first in the school.

When Mu Qingyu first transferred, she was a loner who didn’t talk to anyone. She wasn’t interested in socialization or didn’t need to take the initiative to socialize.

Zhang Yiyi’s and Zhang Jiajia’s siblings had bad blood with Mu Qingyu. Zhang Jiajia might be plotting something against her by inviting Mu Qingyu to the party.

Zhang Jiajia harbored evil intentions. She assumed Mu Qingyu would be eager to attend the party. After all, the woman came from another city. If she wanted to join the social circle of Yan City as soon as possible, attending this party was the easiest way. Zhang Jiajia had wanted to take this opportunity to humiliate Mu Qingyu.

However, Zhang Jiajia didn’t expect Mu Qingyu to remain indifferent. The latter directly stood Zhang Jiajia up. Shen Jingmo chuckled in a low voice while he felt a little proud.

“President Shen, will you head to Luming Jiaan tonight?” The personal secretary asked him every day, but he never once replied. The secretary thought it would be the same this time, but Shen Jingmo replied detachedly.

“Yes.”

“Alright.” Since the boss decided to go home, the personal secretary had to rush and prepare his clothes with his daily necessities.

At 9:30 in the evening, Shen Jingmo parked his car in the underground garage of his villa. It had been a long time since he had returned to this villa. The last time he came, the garden remained desolate. The lack of people was apparent, although cleaners would regularly clean the.

On his return, Shen Jingmo noticed that bright red flowers shrouded the corners of the garden. The gardener had trimmed the flowers according to Mu Qingyu’s preferences—making the landscape appear vigorous and pleasing. There was a bit of liveliness after people moved into the haunted house.

Only one light lit the living room. Shen Jingmo quietly walked into the villa. He planned to sleep in the guest room and get up to pack his things the next day.

He turned around. He was about to go upstairs when he suddenly bumped into the young girl who bent over to get water.

She wore silk pajamas and shorts. Her slender waist was so narrow Shen Jingmo’s hand could hold it. Her straight, fair legs dangled, and he could not open his eyes.

The girl turned her head after she took the water. A man startled her and suddenly appeared behind her. Her dark eyes stared at him, but she did not know what to say.

Their eyes met under the dim yellow light. In the end, it was Mu Qingyu who broke the silence. She smiled at him and asked,

“Erm, do you want some water?”

Shen Jingmo looked down at her porcelain and smooth wrist. He took the cup from her hand.

“Yes, thank you.” Somehow, his mouth and tongue went dry.