Chapter 6 trended on social media: #QinWeijin embraces his assistant#...

After the event officially ended, the organizer personally escorted Qin Weijin to the deck, saying, "Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Qin. The security team is already prepared on the shore, so I won't see you off any further."

Qin politely thanked Jin, saying, "Goodbye."

As soon as he stepped off the deck, Qin Weijin suddenly heard a few ding-dong sounds, which were new message notifications unique to Penguin Chat. He didn't pay any attention to them.

Ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong.

However, the notification sound became increasingly urgent.

Yu Guangli saw that Mo Ningzhi had just put away her phone and moved closer to him.

Qin for Jin: "?"

Before I could react, my wrist was suddenly tightened.

Her cool palm gently grasped his.

Qin for Jin: "..."

He glanced down at the skin on his wrist and asked, "What's wrong?"

Mo Ningzhi remained calm and composed, saying, "Let's take another route."

"???"

Even Qin Weijin, Xiao Guo, and Xu Hangxing were completely baffled.

They were on the river at the moment. Although the cruise ship was not operating, they were surrounded by water on three sides, with only one dock leading directly to the shore.

Where to change? Swim back?

Xiao Guo said, "Ning Zhi, you're not kidding, are you?"

“I have a friend on the shore who happened to spot quite a few obsessive fans.” Mo Ningzhi looked at Qin Weijin: “They’re probably here for you.”

Normally, Mo Ningzhi's credibility would probably be halved, but having witnessed the old car being surrounded that morning, Qin Weijin was much more cautious when faced with such news.

Xu Hangxing glanced at the shore. The sea of ​​people, the various support signs, and the occasional screams and shouts made it virtually impossible to find any disloyal individuals among such a crowd.

"Then let's not leave yet. I'll call right now and have the studio send someone to pick us up," Xiao Guo said.

“No, the studio's bodyguards are all familiar faces, and there are too many fans on the perimeter; they might not be able to squeeze in.” Xu Hangxing pondered for a moment, then looked at Mo Ningzhi, “Do you have any ideas?”

Without much thought, Mo Ningzhi said, "Usually, large cruise ships like these are equipped with transport boats. We can borrow one from the brand and travel by water."

"Okay, I'll go right away."

...

Qin Weijin did not utter a word until they finished their discussion.

He lowered his brows slightly, looking at the hand holding his wrist.

Mo Ningzhi caught a glimpse of Qin Weijin's actions out of the corner of her eye, glanced down, and quickly let go of his hand: "Sorry, it was just a moment of panic."

Qin Weijin had been held for too long, and the area where he was gripped was turning slightly white, indicating that the force was considerable.

He flexed his wrist, his expression unchanged. "It's okay."

Mo Ningzhi pursed her lips. The warmth of Qin Weijin still lingered in her palm. She felt a little uncomfortable with the unusual touch, and her knuckles curled up slightly before relaxing again.

"By the way, Ningzhi," Xiao Guo suddenly remembered something, "What do your friends do? How can they even spot stalker fans mixed in with the crowd?"

Stalkers don't have an extra pair of eyes or a mouth compared to others. They can't be distinguished by the naked eye at all. What friend has a pair of discerning eyes?

Mo Ningzhi could tell that Xiao Guo had no ill intentions in asking the question, but out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Qin Weijin's gaze drifting over.

He smiled faintly and began to make up a friend out of thin air: "He's also an entertainment reporter, covering the entertainment section, so he's quite sensitive to this kind of thing."

Xiao Guo nodded: "Oh, then we really have to thank your friend."

Qin Weijin's eyebrows twitched, but he didn't say anything.

A few minutes later, Xu Hangxing borrowed a transport boat. These small boats are generally used to transport passengers between cruise ships and land. They are fast and also offer comfort and privacy, making them perfect for transporting valuables like Qin Weijin's.

The small boat was moored on the inner side of the yacht, its massive hull blocking the view of everyone on the shore.

Mo Ningzhi boarded the ship first and checked the systems on the transport boat, but found nothing wrong.

"Can we go?" Xiao Guo asked loudly.

“No problem.” Mo Ningzhi walked out from under the shed. “Come on up.”

The boat was too small and swayed precariously in the slightest wind or wave.

As soon as Qin Weijin stepped onto the deck, the ship lurched violently. Xu Hangxing grabbed his arm tightly in fright, "Be careful, slow down."

There was a drop of about fifty centimeters between the two ships, and Qin Weijin, wearing leather shoes and a suit, had difficulty walking.

Mo Ningzhi braced himself against the roof and took a few steps to steady himself at the stern of the boat. The wind lifted a corner of his shirt hem. He leaned forward and reached out his hand to Qin Weijin. "Grab me."

Qin Weijin looked at the slender wrist and hesitated for once.

Mo Ningzhi met his gaze and inexplicably understood what he meant: "Don't worry, I'm strong, I can hold you steady."

Qin Weijin paused for a moment, then reached out and shook hands with him.

Their hands were clasped together, the coolness and warmth colliding, and they gripped each other even tighter as the boat rocked.

"Splash."

A gust of wind swept past the cruise ship, stirring up waves and causing it to rock violently.

Before Mo Ningzhi could react, he felt a violent tremor beneath his feet. He instinctively pulled hard, and with a thud, the stern of the boat sank. Xiao Guo and Xu Hangxing both screamed in alarm.

"Mo Ningzhi!"

"Brother Jin!"

Mo Ningzhi's vision suddenly darkened, and a warm substance brushed against the tip of her nose.

The warm scent of sage and geranium gently lingers around the nose, a rich and mellow fragrance that is very pleasant.

But before he could even take a good look, Qin Weijin bumped into him, sending him staggering back several steps and crashing into the horizontal bar of the roof.

Mo Ningzhi cried out in pain and instinctively dodged forward, colliding completely with Qin Weijin's warm body.

Qin Weijin braced himself against the roof to steady himself, then looked down and saw that Mo Ningzhi's face was deathly pale. He immediately frowned and said, "Did you hit a bone? Don't move."

Mo Ningzhi's back stiffened, her whole body trembling with pain. She didn't even realize that she was nestled in Qin Weijin's arms, only noticing that the fragrance had become even stronger. "It's okay, I'll be fine after a while..."

Xiao Guo and Xu Hangxing jumped off the boat and hurriedly asked, "Where did you crash? Are you badly injured?"

They tried to help Mo Ningzhi into the cabin to rest, but found that he was gripping Jin Ge's wrist tightly, his fingertips trembling and turning white from the force.

Upon seeing that Qin had become Jin, he remained unfazed.

It felt like I wasn't the one being pinched and hurt.

"Get him ashore first." Qin Weijin looked at Mo Ningzhi's sweat-drenched face and said in a deep voice, "Take him to the hospital."

...

The collision didn't actually cause much damage; it just happened to graz the protruding bone in Mo Ningzhi's back, causing him severe pain, which is why he lost control for a moment.

When he arrived at the hospital, thankfully it was just a superficial injury. The doctor prescribed some medicine and sent him home to rest.

"Thank goodness, it's just a minor injury. On the way here, you were so pale, I thought you had broken a bone." After getting him the medicine, Xiao Guo breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to help Mo Ningzhi up, but was politely refused.

"I'm fine now, it doesn't hurt anymore, you don't need to help me."

“That won’t do.” Xiao Guo insisted on supporting his arm. “You got injured while saving Brother Jin. How can I let you walk back by yourself? By the way, I saw a wheelchair over there. Wait, I’ll go rent one.”

Mo Ningzhi was both amused and exasperated: "You're exaggerating, Xiao Guo. It's really unnecessary."

"Then call me if you can't walk anymore."

"good."

...

The familiar nanny van had been parked in the underground parking garage for an hour.

Qin Weijin's identity was special, so it was inconvenient for him to appear at the hospital. He and Xu Hangxing waited in the car. Twenty minutes later, Xiao Guo helped Mo Ningzhi slowly walk out of the elevator.

Xu Hangxing quickly opened the door, "How is it? What did the doctor say?"

Mo Ningzhi's complexion had returned to normal, but she didn't lean against the chair back when she sat down. "It's okay, no bones were broken, just minor abrasions, some ointment will do."

Xu Hangxing breathed a sigh of relief.

"Where's the inspection report?" Qin Weijin suddenly asked.

Mo Ningzhi was taken aback.

Why does he have to personally intervene in such trivial matters?

“Here it is.” Xiao Guo took two reports out of his bag.

Qin Weijin reached out to take it, his arm stretching out in front of Mo Ningzhi.

Mo Ningzhi's gaze fell upon several red finger marks on the edge of Qin Weijin's suit sleeve, quietly encircling his well-defined wrist.

"..."

Noticing his gaze, Qin Weijin glanced at his wrist: "What's wrong?"

Mo Ningzhi's gaze fell upon him: "I caught it?"

Qin Weijin raised an eyebrow: "What do you think?"

"Sorry, I wasn't thinking straight just now. Did I hurt you?" Even though Mo Ning knew herself well, she still felt that the red mark was too glaring. Judging from the mark, it was probably a bruise.

"I know you finally remembered. You were holding onto Brother Jin's hand the whole way here, and it was all red from squeezing it," Xiao Guo laughed.

Mo Ningzhi glanced at Qin Weijin and found it strange.

What happened to the workplace bullying they were talking about in the group chat? What happened to the beating and verbal abuse of the assistant? How come Qin Weijin just quietly let him drag him all the way, and didn't even get angry when he was scratched?

Qin Weijin withdrew his hand, not paying much attention to the marks on his wrist. After reading the report, he said to Mo Ningzhi, "I'll give you two days off. Come back to work after you've rested."

Mo Ningzhi: "..."

Not only did he not get angry, he also granted him leave.

Even the most amazing bosses can't compare.

If it's not an act, then some of the claims made in the anti-fan group aren't really that credible...

Mo Ningzhi was momentarily lost in thought. Qin Weijin followed his wandering gaze to his wrist, raised an eyebrow with an ambiguous expression, and then raised his hand: "What, still want to grab me?"

Mo Ningzhi: "..."

He turned his eyes away: "Forget it, it'll break if you keep grabbing it."

Qin for Jin: "..."

It's hard to tell who's more speechless. Qin Weijin remained silent for a moment, glanced at Mo Ningzhi's slender wrist, and thought, "I wonder whose bones are thinner, yet they speak so arrogantly."

...

Qin Weijin had another announcement at 6 PM, but he still insisted on taking Mo Ningzhi to his apartment building. If Mo Ningzhi hadn't refused, Xiao Guo would have enthusiastically taken him to his doorstep.

Watching the car drive away, Mo Ningzhi rubbed her aching lower back and turned to go upstairs.

It wasn't dark yet, but Mo Ningzhi still took a shower and painstakingly applied medicine to her back, the wound feeling warm from the powder.

As he passed the dressing room, he paused briefly, as if remembering something. He went inside and opened the drawers, revealing small compartments filled with various perfumes.

He recalled the scents he had smelled on the ship that day, picked up one of the bottles, squeezed out a pump, and the sweet pear scent mixed with the aroma of citrus was fresh and natural.

It doesn't taste like that.

He picked up another bottle and this time smelled the woody scent of cedar and amber, very similar, but not quite the same.

Tsk.

Mo Ningzhi rarely wears perfume, but the scent he smelled on Qin Weijin today really piqued his interest. It was a fougère woody fragrance that wasn't too sweet or old-fashioned; it was refreshing and calming, a perfect blend that would make it a great collectible.

It's a pity, I don't know which one it is.

Mo Ningzhi spent half an hour playing with perfumes in the cramped space, but couldn't find the one she wanted. Instead, she made the house smell wonderful and sneezed several times before remembering to open the window for ventilation.

So when a phone call came in, he was shouting so loudly that he answered without even seeing the number.

Zhou Yaozheng's name appeared on the screen: "Zhizhi, you finally answered my call... You have a cold?"

Although the window was open, the smell didn't dissipate quickly. Mo Ningzhi sneezed twice more before remembering to hang up the phone.

“It’s inevitable that you’ll have trouble taking care of yourself if you live alone. The weather has been so unpredictable lately, so I’ve asked the housekeeper to go over and help you…”

Mo Ningzhi hung up before he could finish speaking.

He rubbed his red nose, opened all the windows in his house, and his phone was still ringing in his pocket. Without even looking at it, he blocked the number on the other end.

A short while later, a large knife was sent via WeChat.

[Li Yan]: You blocked me? You blocked me? You blocked me? ? ?

Mo Ningzhi: "..."

He opened the blacklist; he had accidentally dragged Li Yan in too, so it was collateral damage. Mo Ningzhi pulled Li Yan out of the blacklist with a flick of his finger and returned the call.

"Did you need something?"

"Holy shit! Holy shit!" As soon as the call connected, Li Yan unleashed a torrent of madness, "You said you were going to work, busy with your job, so you're just being Qin Weijin's assistant?!"

By the end, Li Yan's voice cracked.

Mo Ningzhi was taken aback for a moment and asked, "How did you know?"

"You've already been exposed online, why are you asking me?" Li Yan said.

Mo Ningzhi's expression changed, and she quickly switched to Weibo. Sure enough, the trending topics already included #QinWeijinEmbracesHisAssistantWithWaist# and #QinWeijin'sNewRomance? Embracing His Assistant on a Cruise Ship#, but the popularity was not high, and they were temporarily ranked 23rd and 17th respectively.

Given Qin's current popularity with Jin, it's only a matter of time before it dominates the trending topics list.

Mo Ningzhi clicked to watch and saw that someone had filmed the misunderstanding caused by the wind and waves when he and Qin Weijin boarded the ship.

In the scene, his clothes were disheveled, his thin body leaned back, and his hands were tightly gripping Qin Weijin's clothes on his chest, as if he were pinned to the edge of a boat and unable to move.

However, from the perspective of composition and lighting, this photo is actually quite good...

"..."

Not bad at all.

Who took this photo? They turned a sudden accident into something ambiguous and romantic. Even a GIF would have been better; at least it would have captured the whole blunder.

This is cut off at the beginning and end...

Severe distortion.

Negative review.

and……

Mo Ningzhi was speechless: "You didn't even show your face, how did you know it was me?"

“I grew up with you, we were practically naked together. I could recognize you even if you were showing your toenail.” Li Yan said, “Hey, Young Master Mo, if you wanted to be my assistant, you should have said so earlier. How much does Qin Weijin pay you? I’ll add a… no, two zeros, and you can come and let me do your bidding for you for a couple of days?”

"..."

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