Heartlessness as a Blade

Mu Jia was dumped, and she wasn't reconciled.

Initially, she only wanted to make a figure of authority bow his head. Xie Siyan, besides having a slight blood relation to her love rival, w...

Chapter 154 I'm not here to watch you play with women

Chapter 154 I'm not here to watch you play with women

"yes."

Song Mingxi sat up straight, "I'm still surprised that he cherishes you so much."

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For a whole half month, I haven't seen Xie Siyan.

The IPO project was proceeding in an orderly manner, and the work was not too busy. Mu Jia simply took some time to return to Wuzhou. On the night he returned to Beijing from Wuzhou, he suddenly received a call from a social gathering.

At the wine party.

There are many leaders in the domestic financial industry.

Xie Siyan also showed up, looking decent. Mu Jia could only follow him. He drank a lot of wine, and the topic involved overseas investment. It was not out of the ordinary to invite her to this drinking party.

Mu Jia supported him in time

A full half month.

Xie Siyan seemed to have vanished from the face of the earth, even routine project meetings were attended by the vice president. Contrary to what the overseas contact team had claimed, Mr. Xie was not personally responsible for this IPO.

The project is progressing smoothly.

During a break from work, Mu Jia went back to his hometown in Wuzhou.

On the night of returning to Beijing from Wuzhou, Mu Jia received a notice of an urgent social event as soon as he got off the high-speed train.

As she pushed open the door to the private room, she paused. At the head of the mahogany round table, Xie Siyan was chatting and laughing with several financial leaders, a glass of wine in hand. He was dressed in a crisp suit. As the youngest person at the table, his gaze wasn't clear behind his gold-rimmed glasses; it looked like he'd been drinking quite a bit.

"Director Mu is here."

Someone quietly greeted her and introduced her inside, "We just happened to be talking about the issue of cross-border capital pools."

Mu Jia sat down according to her seat. When she passed by Xie Siyan, his long legs were stretched out, and Mu Jia couldn't get past him. She looked at him and nodded to the side, so she had to sit down in the empty seat next to her.

After three rounds of drinks, the topic shifted from foreign exchange controls to listing on the New York Stock Exchange.

The bottle of Moutai in front of Xie Siyan has run out.

When he talked about "offshore trust structure", his slender fingers unconsciously loosened his tie.

Mu Jia tilted her head to glance over and noticed that his temples were throbbing and veins were bulging. When he was about to raise his glass again, she secretly sighed that she had played no role at all.

Domestic leaders probably have no interest in these professional terms, they just don't want funds to go overseas, especially at this juncture. Mu Jia doesn't understand why he chooses now to invest heavily overseas.

The drinking session lasted for more than an hour.

The main leaders of the financial system have left, and the remaining people are still not satisfied and are preparing to move to another place to start the next round.

Many people present were older than Mu Jia.

As one of the few women there, Mu Jia followed Xie Siyan closely, but kept a distance from him, as if to avoid suspicion.

The night wind is a bit cool.

After the wind blew, Xie Siyan felt that he was a little more sober. He didn't even look at Mu Jia, as if he just treated her as an ordinary employee.

The second game was at the club.

Soon, Mu Jia felt a little regretful that he had not made an excuse and left earlier.

The atmosphere in the club's private room is far more bohemian than in the restaurant.

Under the crystal chandelier, a young girl in a white dress sat next to Xie Siyan, diligently pouring wine for him.

The girl's fingers, painted with nude nail polish, brushed against Xie Siyan's wrist as she poured the wine. He raised his eyes but did not move.

Mu Jia turned his eyes away, and for a moment, he didn't know where to look.

It’s not like Mu Jia hasn’t attended such occasions before, but now, seeing him allowing people to approach him during business events, she felt a little uncomfortable.

Sour and astringent...

At the same time, he felt that there was a huge difference between him and me, and that we lived in a completely different world.

"Director Mu," someone suddenly raised their glass. "I heard Director Mu works at Citibank. If we ever cross paths in the future..."

If I remember correctly, this young Mr. Ma seems to work at the central bank head office. Despite his young age, he is already at the director level.

When Mu Jia heard this, he could only cheer up and respond with a few words.

Before the two exchanged business cards, Xie Siyan seemed to have accidentally knocked over the wine glass next to him. The girl in the white dress was about to lean into his arms when the wine glass accidentally fell on the table. Both of them were stained with wine, and Xie Siyan stood up immediately.

"Sorry," he said in a cold voice, pressing his slender fingers against his temples and rubbing them gently, "I'll go to the bathroom and take care of it."

Mu Jia followed his figure with his eyes.

Xie Siyan stood up, his expression unchanged, and his long legs wrapped in suit pants took a step forward with a bit of restraint.

After hesitating for two seconds, Mu Jia gave up on continuing to have an in-depth conversation with the young and promising Director Ma. He smiled apologetically at the Director Ma who was still talking and said, "Excuse me for a moment."

After saying that, he opened the door of the box and followed.

Outside the bathroom at the end of the corridor, Mu Jia stood there.

The dim wall lamp in the club lengthened her shadow.

The high heels made a dull sound as they stepped on the carpet. After a while, Xie Siyan finally finished cleaning and pushed the door open and walked out.

Mu Jia subconsciously took half a step back.

But she could still smell the strong smell of alcohol on him.

"Mr. Xie," she lowered her eyelashes, her voice so soft that it was almost inaudible, "I have something to do at home... I want to go back first."

Xie Siyan stood there, looking at her intently, and suddenly spoke coldly.

"Can't you bear it?"

He took a step forward, as if he knew that Mu Jia was not quite used to the current atmosphere. He leaned over, trapping her between himself and the wall, and looked down at her. "Didn't you have a very enjoyable chat with Director Ma just now?"

His voice was hoarse from drinking, and seemed to be mocking, "I thought you would sacrifice so much for your work..."

Mu Jia knew that he was mocking her for abandoning Cheng Yu for a job he had introduced to her.

She lowered her eyes and endured it.

Perhaps it was the scene just now that touched her, and she couldn't help herself. She looked up at his eyes and pursed her lips, "I am willing to work hard, but coming to watch you play with women is not considered working hard for the job."

She regretted it before she even finished speaking.

In fact, Xie Siyan didn't play at all. He just let the girl sit next to him without refusing her.

and……

The look in Xie Siyan's eyes when he looked at her at this moment seemed to become a little deeper than before, revealing an emotion that she could not understand.

At the corner of the corridor, the girl in the white dress finished her work in the ladies' room and returned to the box. She found that the guest was not there, and now she was looking around unwillingly.

Xie Siyan caught a glimpse of this from the corner of his eye, and suddenly reached out, brushing the corner of Mu Jia's lips with his thumb. "So," he said in a low voice, "who should I play?"

The warmth from the fingertips made Mu Jia shiver all over. Both of them had inevitably drunk a lot of wine at the previous drinking party.

Memories came flooding back.

The body's reaction was far beyond reason. Mu Jia couldn't help shaking and reflexively pushed his arm away:

"I'm leaving first."

Xie Siyan was pushed and staggered half a step.

My back hit the wall lamp in the corridor.

The light cast shadows of varying depths on his well-defined face. His gaze did not linger on the figure, but turned and walked to the other side.