Who exactly is it?

Last time it was Zheng Yao, who is it this time?

Could it be her again? Or is there someone else?

Song Mai pondered this in her mind, but she still couldn't determine who had done it.

They couldn't even confirm the suspects.

It could be Zheng Yao, but we can't conclude that it's her just because it was her last time.

Maybe someone was jealous that she got the business trip opportunity, and that's why they targeted her.

Regardless, the fact that the other party prepared a USB drive in advance shows that their intention to harm her was not a spur-of-the-moment decision.

Song Mai thought about it for a long time but couldn't come up with a solution, so she simply packed her things and went to the hotel.

Since she's just getting anxious all by herself in the Great Hall of the People, she might as well go back to her hotel and rest.

After all, tomorrow's meeting is very important, and only by being well-rested can we ensure that nothing goes wrong.

The more the other party tried to prevent her from successfully completing the meeting, the more determined she became to finish flawlessly and return home smoothly.

Lin Ran was very efficient; when Chu Xing arrived at the company, she had already picked up the documents and was waiting for him downstairs.

The moment the man stepped out of the car, Lin Ran felt like she was reading a domineering CEO novel.

My mind even automatically conjured up descriptions of domineering CEOs from novels.

She couldn't help but wonder if this person was really just a gigolo being supported by Song Mai?

Does a pretty boy have this kind of aristocratic air?

Let alone pretty boys, even the sons of wealthy and powerful families pale in comparison to his demeanor.

With that face, it's no wonder Song Mai was willing to support him, and even a gold digger like Zheng Yao was tempted.

Lin Ran shook her head slightly while clicking her tongue.

Chu Xing didn't say anything, took the documents, thanked him, and walked in another direction.

Lin Ran watched the man's retreating figure and muttered to herself, "I really don't know how those two get along. Mai Zi is already quiet enough, and she found a man who is also quiet and cold. Doesn't she feel suffocated at home all the time?"

However, she soon realized she was overthinking it; perhaps the young couple had their own way of getting along in private.

Why is she, an outsider, meddling in other people's business?

At least he was willing to make a trip to Ningcheng to deliver documents for Song Mai so late at night, which means he wasn't entirely heartless.

When Song Mai arrived at the hotel, she received a message from Chu Xing informing her that he had received the documents.

I reminded him to be careful on the road, but the man didn't reply to my message.

Assistant Lu parked the car in the parking lot and, seeing Chu Xing appear, hurriedly went to open the back door, but was stopped by the man.

"Car keys."

He was taken aback: "Where are you going?"

Ningcheng.

Upon hearing this, Assistant Lu couldn't help but worry.

"When will you be able to get back? I have a dinner appointment with a company in the US tomorrow morning."

Chu Xing glanced at the time on his wristwatch; it was still about ten minutes to eleven o'clock.

He got into the driver's seat, placed the documents on the passenger side, and instructed his assistant, Lu:

"You should make it in time. If I'm not able to get back in time, you'll be responsible for entertaining the people from the M country company."

Assistant Lu was completely dumbfounded: "Aren't you taking me with you?"

What could be so important that they'd ignore project collaborations and specifically keep him here?

The man had already fastened his seatbelt and glanced at him leisurely.

"Report anything to me immediately."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped on the gas, and the car shot off like an arrow toward the side of the road and quickly disappeared from sight.

Assistant Lu stood blankly in the parking lot, unable to come to his senses for a long time.

My heart is filled with disbelief.

It seems that if this trend continues, the old man's dream will probably come true soon.

Song Mai drifted off to sleep on the bed in a daze. At three o'clock, she suddenly woke up from her dream, picked up her phone, and saw that there were no messages from men.

She felt a little uneasy and subconsciously wanted to call him, but she was afraid that he was fast asleep on the train and that calling him would disturb him. In the end, she held back and just sent a message asking where he was.

After waiting for a long time without a reply from the man, Song Mai anxiously held her phone. Another half hour passed, and just as she was about to dial the man's number, the phone suddenly rang, making her feel as if she had been instantly awakened from a dream in the quiet room.

"Come down, I'm downstairs."

The man's voice was deep, perhaps dampened by the heavy dew and frost, making his clear voice sound somewhat hoarse.

Song Mai's heart started beating much faster for no reason. She couldn't figure out why. Maybe it was because the thing she had been worried about had finally been resolved, or maybe it was because she had finally been able to contact him.

Or perhaps... you're about to see him!

"good."

She hurriedly responded, and without even changing her shoes, ran out wearing the hotel slippers.

The man sat in the car, a cigarette between his index and middle fingers.

The cigarette was mostly burned, its tip flickering in the darkness.

When Song Mai came out of the hotel, she looked around for the man's figure, but she couldn't find that familiar figure anywhere.

Just as she took out her phone to call Chu Xing, a car horn nearby suddenly rang out.

The car window then rolled down, and a long, slender hand with distinct knuckles reached out and beckoned to her.

Song Mai immediately went over.

Inside the black Volkswagen, the man leaned back in the driver's seat, his eyes slightly narrowed, with dark circles under his eyes, and he looked somewhat tired.

He handed the stack of documents to Song Mai.

"I'm leaving. Take care of yourself."

Looking at him, Song Mai couldn't help but feel moved.

She clutched the stack of documents tightly. Even though they were only in a contractual relationship, he treated her better than her own parents.

She thought for a long time but couldn't find a way to express her gratitude. Her lips pressed into a thin line, and she hesitated before speaking:

"Why don't you... stay here?"

The man suddenly opened his half-closed eyes and gave her a meaningful look.

Two blushes suddenly appeared on Song Mai's cheeks.

If it weren't for the darkness of the night, she would have blushed so much that she wouldn't have dared to face anyone.

"I...I didn't mean that..."

The man stared at her intently.

"Oh? What does that mean?"

She tightened her grip on the documents and quickly explained in a serious tone, "I thought it would be too tiring for you to drive all this way and then go back overnight, so... so I wanted you to stay the night and leave when it gets light."

Chu Xing neither agreed nor refused, but simply raised an eyebrow.

"Then where will I stay?"

Song Mai's brain momentarily froze, and this question instantly echoed in her mind.

[Yes, where is he staying? I completely forgot we're staying in a hotel; I thought he was at home.]