Chapter 173: Don’t move. Let me hold you.

Chapter 173

Not long after Sheng Mumu posted on her friend circle, she received a flurry of comments.

Shen Lan, as a severe introvert who was rarely seen and was always online, was the first to reply.

- Shen Lan (Do Not Disturb, Gaming): 【Good looking】

- Su Tingran: 【Mumu looks so pretty, I love watching, post more!】

- Qi Shaobai: 【Who took these? They really know how to take photos.】

- Qiao Li: 【Hahahah burp, one more picture than what cousin posted, with soul injected hahahaha.】

- Feng Yaoqin: 【Scenery and beauty complement each other [thumbs up][thumbs up][thumbs up], held together by fate [handshake], happy forever [heart][rose][heart][rose]】

- Old lady: 【Mumu, did Xiaobudian take these? Took very well!】

Seeing this comment, Sheng Mumu's eyes instantly curved up, filling with laughter.

She noticed the typo in the old lady's comment.

She guessed the old lady must have accidentally added an extra stroke when using handwriting input to type.

Sheng Mumu smiled and replied to everyone's comments.

Suddenly, urgent knocking sounds came from outside the door.

She looked up, "Come in."

Cheng Zhuo pushed the door open and entered swiftly, looking anxious and walking faster.

"Sis, trouble."

Seeing his flustered look, Sheng Mumu also felt her heart tighten.

"What's wrong?"

Cheng Zhuo: "That batch of orders we placed with tk were intercepted halfway."

tk was the largest rose garden in Bulgaria, enjoying fame internationally.

Yueji had always purchased from them before.

Cross-border orders often required intermediaries to broker the deal. tk's domestic business was entirely handled by a trading company called LeiRui.

Previously, Yueji and LeiRui's partnership had been very smooth.

But just now, Cheng Zhuo received news that LeiRui intended to sign the exclusive supply contract with tk for the next quarter to another company instead.

The "A Bouquet for Life" sub-brand was just established not long ago, and many customers came for the headline "Bulgaria's Largest Rose Garden".

Now nearing year end, the peak season for order volume.

If supply chain issues cropped up at this time, it would be a huge blow to Yueji.

Right after Cheng Zhuo finished telling Sheng Mumu about this, Qin Jiamu rushed into the office windswept.

Before Sheng Mumu could ask, from Qin Jiamu's anxious expression, she could already infer that she knew about this matter.

Sheng Mumu was anxious inside, but didn't show it on her face.

Maintaining the composure a company decision maker should have, she shrugged nonchalantly and said,

"No worries, no rush, we'll think of something."

Qin Jiamu and Cheng Zhuo replied in unison: "Okay."

The underground parking lot was several dozen meters away.

Just thinking about going upstairs to get an umbrella, she felt exhausted from all directions.

Right as she decided to just brave the rain and walk to the parking lot, she suddenly saw a Rolls Royce parked at the roadside not far away.

Its headlights were brightly lit, with rain trailing through the beams of light, falling to the ground in splashes of watery ripples.

A man in a black coat held an umbrella, standing in front of the car.

Seeing someone emerge from the office building doors, he slightly lifted his umbrella.

A crisp silhouette gradually revealed itself from bottom to top.

Their gazes collided in midair through the rain curtain.

A trace of relaxed smile instantly rose on the man's handsome brow, and he walked towards her.

The night was very dark, and moonlight faint.

The heavy rain obscured what little light came from the already dim street lamps.

Sheng Mumu gazed at the approaching man's figure.

Tall and upright, like a refreshing breeze under the bright moon.

As if all moonlight was cast upon him.

Captivating.

When Qi Mo came to a stop in front of her, just as he was about to speak, Sheng Mumu suddenly wrapped her arms around his waist, burying her head in his chest.

The man's taut waist and abdomen abruptly tensed, his heart also quivering once.

The damp air mingled with his clean and crisp scent, lingering around Sheng Mumu's nose.

She comfortably closed her eyes.

Enjoying a moment of tranquility.

The man's body was very warm, the temperature inside his coat reassuring.

She snuggled into him like a cat afraid of the cold.

Smelling the familiar, safe scent, her fatigue slowly dissipated bit by bit.

Qi Mo was somewhat at a loss.

He wanted to lower his head to see her expression, but had just moved when his waist was held even tighter.

"Don't move, just let me hug you for a bit," she said.

Receiving the order, the man's rigid posture gradually relaxed.

The corners of his lips slowly curled up into a helpless yet indulgent smile.

Standing upright without moving, letting her hold him.

He very gently pried her bag off her shoulders and grasped it in his own hand.

The next second, he wrapped her slender body up entirely in his coat, in a completely possessive manner, hugging her tightly.

His jaw lightly resting atop her head.

His deep, mellow voice sounded especially gentle amidst the pattering rain.

"You can hug me for as long as you need."