Chapter Twenty-Eight: He stayed by her bedside all night.

A black Maybach slowly pulled up in front of the Twin Towers apartment building.

Huo Zhan, in the driver's seat, turned his deep gaze to Su Muci in the passenger seat.

Exhausted from returning from the police station, she fell asleep early and was now sleeping soundly, her chest rising and falling gently with her soft breathing.

Huo Zhan's gaze grew warmer, and his large hand slowly approached the small face that haunted his dreams.

The rough, hard knuckles gently brushed against her soft skin, sending a jolt of electricity through her.

Suddenly, her words from earlier that evening echoed in his mind: "Let's just forget about the collaboration."

His Adam's apple bobbed.

"Cici, we can't just let it go."

"We can't let things go since we met ten years ago."

"It's too late for you to quit."

The car door opened, and a pair of long legs stepped out.

Huo Zhan walked to the passenger seat, bent down and gently lifted her out of the car, as if he were holding a rare treasure, and slowly carried her into the elevator.

Su Muci perhaps sensed something in her sleep, and snuggled closer to him.

She murmured, "Mommy..."

Upon hearing the word "Mom," Huo Zhan was overwhelmed with mixed emotions.

He silently hugged her tighter, so tight it felt like she was being embedded into his body.

The elevator doors opened, and he headed towards her apartment.

He easily opened the apartment door, knowing the password, and the motion-sensor lights automatically turned on in response to his footsteps, leading from the living room to the master bedroom.

He gently placed her on the soft bed, the movement of her body suspended in the air and the change in position seemingly disturbing Su Muci's sleep.

Suddenly, as if trapped in a terrible nightmare, her face contorted in pain, and she cried out uncontrollably, "Xiao Qi! No! Xiao Qi! Why are you doing this to it! Why!"

"Cici, don't be afraid!"

Huo Zhan held the girl tightly until her crying stopped and she gradually calmed down, only then did he loosen his grip slightly.

It was the first time I had heard an unfamiliar name from her.

Xiao Qi?

And who is that?

Fortunately, she wasn't calling out Fu Hengzhi's name in her dream, otherwise he might have gone crazy.

But the unfamiliar name still made him wary.

He wanted to know everything about her.

Thanks to the effects of the two electrotherapy sessions, Huo Zhan was able to suppress his evil thoughts, even though he had them briefly.

The person on the bed continued to sleep soundly.

Huo Zhan took off her shoes, covered her with the blanket, and stood quietly by the bed, gazing at her.

Worried that she was having nightmares again, he stayed by her side from the middle of the night until dawn before leaving.

...

Su Muci had an overly realistic dream.

She dreamt that she was being held tightly in a warm embrace, so warm that it stirred up unwanted desires within her.

But when the morning light shone through the window screen onto her eyelids, she opened her eyes and found only loneliness and resentment in reality.

The phone on the bedside table was flashing its notification light, indicating unread messages.

She clicked to read: "Miss Su, you are a treasure I've discovered. No matter what happens, I will not cancel our cooperation. — Huo Zhan"

Su Muchi's pupils widened in surprise.

After her thoughts returned to her mind, she remembered what had happened last night.

She slept in his car, and Mr. Huo drove her back.

Then look at the pair of high heels neatly arranged by the bed—he had taken them off himself.

But he never touched her.

Mr. Huo is a gentle and steady gentleman.

Su Muci's heart skipped a beat, and she typed a reply on her phone: "Thank you, Mr. Huo, for yesterday."

After she finished speaking, she tidied herself up and headed to GX Radio.

In the broadcasting studio, Sister Loulan gave her a business card inlaid with gold thread: "You've succeeded."

Hearing her ambiguous words, Su Muci was initially confused.

Only after receiving the business card did she lower her eyes and clearly see the name on it: [Fu Hengzhi]

She suddenly understood.

Sister Loulan continued, "You went to great lengths to become famous just to gain the favor of the president of the Fu Group?"

"The president's assistant of the Fu Group met with me privately and said that their president, Mr. Fu, is now a fan of yours and has become obsessed with your classical Chinese songs. He asked me to give you this business card so that I could arrange a meeting with you."

"I haven't revealed who you are. Go see him yourself. But Su Su, you're easily hurt if you touch things that don't belong to you. Think it through."

At this point, Sister Loulan put on her broadcasting equipment.

Su Muci clutched the business card in her hand, feeling a sense of irony.

She had spared no effort in being good to Fu Heng, but he ignored her and toyed with her for three years.

But now, in order to meet her, Fu Hengzhi first sent people to block her at the radio station, then sent people to track her to her residence, and this time he even directly revealed his identity to ask Sister Loulan to act as matchmaker.

Su Muci suddenly wondered what Fu Hengzhi's expression would be when he found out that Su Su was her.

Today's Heartbeat Voice connects with a special listener.

In addition to Loulan Sister's daily interactions with her, the program also includes a live video call segment themed "Listening to Your Voice".

The listeners who are connected can freely describe the difficulties they are encountering.

But like today, the audience came up and immediately called out to Sister Loulan, "Loulan, quit the entertainment industry, I'll take care of you."

This was the first time Su Muci had encountered such a situation.

Su Muci stared in astonishment at Loulan, who was standing next to her.

The latter looked embarrassed, but his voice remained calm and gentle: "I am very grateful to this friend for liking Loulan's program. It is Loulan's greatest happiness and luck to have encountered the program 'The Voice of Heartbeat' and so many lovely listeners. Loulan will not leave the industry unless absolutely necessary."

The listener persisted: "How much did GX radio pay you? I'll give you three times that!"

Loulan responded gently, "Thank you. Loulan sincerely hopes that we can spend more wonderful times together at the Sound of Heartbeats."

Su Muci finally breathed a sigh of relief when the connection was switched to the next one.

After the broadcast ended, Su Muci asked Loulan with concern, "Master, are you alright?"

"It's alright. You'll understand once you've broadcast for a while. The more delicious the food, the more flies will come. This is just a small appetizer. Get ready for training."

For some reason, Su Muci felt that Sister Loulan was particularly strict with her training today, even controlling her breathing rate.

After the training ended, Su Muchi was exhausted.

As she walked out of the broadcasting studio, she suddenly saw a man in a suit walking towards her from the end of the corridor.

He was a few inches shorter than Huo Zhan, but still very tall.

The outline looked somewhat familiar.

Su Muci was surprised and hadn't even had a chance to see the man's face clearly when he suddenly turned around and quickened his pace to walk out of her sight.

She frowned. Could it be someone with ill intentions again?

She instinctively avoided that direction and left the radio station through the other exit.

After Su Muci left, the man who had been hiding was catching his breath in a corner.

"My uncle's men are not to be trifled with. To avoid getting beaten up, it's best to stay away..."

Suddenly, a cleaning staff member behind me shouted in a loud voice, "Deputy Director Huo!"

Huo Junyan was so startled that he stood frozen in place.

His heart skipped a three-second pause before he turned around, his expression returning to its usual poise at the station, and said seriously, "Yes, keep up the good work!"

...

Fu Group.

After the assistant finished reporting the work schedule, he respectfully added, "Mr. Fu, Sister Loulan just told me that she gave her business card to Miss Su, and Miss Su has accepted it."

Fu Hengzhi smiled and said, "I understand."

How many women in Jiangcheng can get his business card?

He's just a small-time radio host; I'll definitely contact him tonight.

Just then, a rapid ringing of a phone broke the silence.

His gaze was immediately drawn to it.