"What? Isn't Mr. Su afraid that Secretary Song will be jealous if he does this?" Recalling the way that woman looked at Su Mu, Mo Jingjing felt a tightness in her chest.

Women, too, are known for their keen intuition.

That woman must be interested in Su Mu.

Sensing the sourness in the woman's words, Su Mu felt much better: "Jingjing, I only care about you."

Tsk~

The movie star's words were so charming that Mo Jingjing blushed and her heart raced. She lowered her head shyly.

The two of them enjoyed the meal very much.

Mo Jingjing originally wanted to go back by herself so as not to disturb Su Mu's work, but he domineeringly stopped her and demanded that she accompany him to work. He even held hands with Mo Jingjing and showed off their affection.

The two receptionists were extremely envious and itched with hatred. Of course, they didn't forget to take a picture of this scene and send it to Secretary Song.

Upon receiving the photo, Song Zhao was furious; she nearly bit her teeth off.

That damned little bitch, she actually dared to come back! Fine, this time I'll teach her a lesson for trying to climb the social ladder!

A ruthless glint flashed in Song Zhao's eyes as he made up his mind.

The lunch break passed quickly, and the afternoon work began. In order not to disturb Su Mu's work, Mo Jingjing sat obediently to the side and quietly watched Su Mu work.

Sometimes I scroll through my phone to pass the time.

Although neither of them said a word, that's how it is for two people in love. Even when they're busy with their own things, just being together makes them feel incredibly happy.

Knock knock~

Suddenly, a knock on the door broke the harmonious atmosphere in the office.

Su Mu turned to look at the door and said, "Come in."

Having received permission, Song Zhao, standing outside the door, swayed her sexy waist and walked step by step toward Su Mu. Her already low-cut dress was pulled down even further, and with her head down and back bent, her ample bosom was fully exposed. If Su Mu looked up, he could see everything clearly without any effort.

Unfortunately, Su Mu never looked up or even glanced at her from beginning to end.

"President Su, this is our contract with the Wu Group. We need you to review it and sign it. Oh, by the way, you have a meeting to attend at 3 PM this afternoon. I'll come five minutes early to remind you." Secretary Song spoke in a high-pitched voice, staying very close to Su Mu.

Hmph, with her looks, abilities, and talents, any woman would feel inferior and jealous upon seeing her, right?

If she can create a rift between these two people, wouldn't she be able to seize the opportunity and reap the benefits in the end?

To her surprise, Mo Jingjing didn't even glance at her.

"Okay, I understand. Leave the documents here, you can leave now." Su Mu coldly ushered Song Zhao out.

For the sake of a man, Song Zhao's skin was thick enough to reach a certain level. In just one hour, she came in and out three or four times, either to deliver documents or to serve tea and snacks.

Even someone as good-natured as Mo Jingjing was annoyed by her.

"I didn't expect Miss Song to be so capable. Not only does she handle the tasks within the scope of an assistant's duties, but she even takes on miscellaneous tasks. If the company had more employees like Secretary Song, we could save a lot on employee salary expenses. Su Mu, you must give Secretary Song a generous bonus to motivate the employees."

Mo Jingjing took the initiative to walk to Su Mu's side and gently massaged his shoulders, as if she was showing Song Zhao what intimacy really meant.

Having witnessed Mo Jingjing's every move, Song Zhao was furious, but in order to maintain her image in front of Su Mu, she had to hold back for the time being: "President Su, we can go to the conference room for a meeting now."

snort!

Once Su Mu leaves, she'll definitely teach Mo Jingjing a lesson!

"Mm." Su Mu responded, turned to look at Mo Jingjing, his eyes full of affection and his voice gentle, completely different from the person a second ago: "Jingjing, wait for me here. If you're tired, take a rest. I'll take you home after my meeting."

go home?

Song Zhao's hands, hanging down beneath her body, were clenched into a tight fist, her long nails digging deep into her flesh without her feeling any pain.

Could it be that this shameless woman is already living with President Su?

"Okay, you go ahead and do your thing. I'll be very good." Mo Jingjing nodded and ignored Song Zhao.

After the two left, a wave of fatigue washed over her, making her feel drowsy. She sat down on the sofa to rest and was just about to fall asleep when a knock on the door sounded in her ear, causing a wave of doubt in her heart.

Su Mu just left, who will be knocking on the door?

Fearing she might delay Su Mu's work, Mo Jingjing got up and went to the door herself: "Secretary Song, why are you back? Did you forget something?"

Song Zhao nodded anxiously: "Miss Mo, could you do me a favor? President Su has a very important document in the archives. The meeting is about to start, and I need to go back to take notes. So, could you please go to the archives and get that document for me?"

"It was a yellow kraft paper bag with Mr. Su's personal seal on it."

Finally, Song Zhao added a sentence at the end.

It has to be said that Song Zhao's acting skills were excellent; even Mo Jingjing didn't notice anything amiss.

“Okay, I’ll go now.” Mo Jingjing nodded. She wasn’t doing it for Song Zhao; she wanted to do something for Su Mu.

With his plan succeeding, a hint of smugness flashed in Song Zhao's eyes as he lowered his head, but he concealed his emotions well when he looked up again: "That's great, Miss Mo, thank you so much. Oh, by the way, the collection room is at the end of the corridor on this floor. The key should be in President Su's drawer."

After briefly explaining the time and place, Song Zhao left.

Following her instructions, Mo Jingjing successfully located the key and the collection room.

Oops.

It's time to take a nap again.

Although Mo Jingjing's nap time has shortened now, whenever she feels sleepy, it's like a ferocious beast that she can't resist. At first, she could hold on with her strong willpower, but later, her eyelids kept fighting and her brain gradually entered a dormant state.

I felt drowsy.

Eventually, he fell asleep sitting on the floor.

To make matters worse, the document Su Mu needed had not yet been found.

An hour later, Su Mu returned to his office after the meeting.

"Jingjing, I'm back." The man's voice was gentle, filled with doting affection and happiness, but there was no response for a long time: "Jingjing? Where are you, Jingjing?"

He searched the entire office but still couldn't find Mo Jingjing.

A bad feeling crept into his heart, and he quickly took out his phone and dialed Mo Jingjing's number: "Sorry, the number you dialed is temporarily unavailable. Please try again later."

"Sorry, if the number you dialed does not answer, please try again later."

The customer service representative's voice rang repeatedly in the receiver.