"..."

Mo Xuan, who was standing opposite him, was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped to the ground.

He shook his head, unsure whether he was the one who was stupid or Fu Yan was the one who was stupid. Was this still the Fu Yan he knew?

As he stared blankly at Fu Yan, Fu Yan had already wiped the smile off his face, slung his bag over his shoulder, and turned to leave.

Xiao Xin rolled down the car window, looked up and called out to him, "Are you getting in or not?"

Mo Xuan snapped out of his daze, walked around the front of the car, and was about to sit in the passenger seat.

Xiao Xin stretched out one foot to block him from sitting down, and glanced at him: "Sit in the back."

Mo Xuan cursed under his breath, got out of the passenger seat, and slammed the door shut while muttering curses.

He opened the back door of the car, sat down, and leaned back in his seat to ask Xiao Xin, "How did you and Fu Yan get together?"

Xiao Xin's eyes were cold: "What, do I need to describe the details to you?"

Mo Xuan was about the same age as him, so he didn't stand on ceremony with him.

The two spent half a month together and became somewhat familiar with each other.

Mo Xuan's gossipy nature was ignited, and he took out a cigarette to light it.

Xiao Xin slammed on the brakes, and Mo Xuan's head hit the back of the chair.

He rubbed his forehead and exclaimed in surprise, "Damn...you can't do this, can you?"

Xiao Xin turned around, took the cigarette from his fingers and broke it in half, saying coldly, "You're not allowed to smoke in my car anymore."

He was wearing a mask, but his exposed eyes were beautiful yet chillingly cold.

Seeing his serious expression, Mo Xuan boldly guessed, "You're being so fierce, is it also because of Fu Yan?"

He used to hang out with Fu Yan, and that young master was notoriously difficult to deal with due to his obsessive-compulsive disorder about cleanliness.

Xiao Xin didn't respond and started the car again.

There was a two-second silence in the car before Mo Xuan spoke again: "Hey, do you know about Fu Yan pursuing Jiang Yuqing for five years?"

Xiao Xin slammed on the gas, and Mo Xuan couldn't help but lean back, immediately begging, "Brother Xiao, sir, slow down..."

Xiao Xin only slowed down after leaving him behind.

"I just want to remind you not to be fooled by Fu Yan. Everyone knows that he lost Jiang Yuqing, a grown woman. I advise you two to break up as soon as possible, lest you end up like Jiang Yuqing, with no trace of her remains." Mo Xuan said earnestly.

Xiao Xin suddenly regretted agreeing to go out to dinner with Mo Xuan.

"Can you shut your mouth?" Xiao Xin glanced at him. "It's really noisy."

He can tolerate the vibrations of music, but that doesn't mean he can tolerate noise.

"Aren't you really not curious at all about Fu Yan's past?" Mo Xuan asked persistently, whispering in his ear.

Xiao Xin focused on driving and ignored him.

Mo Xuan wasn't annoyed. He muttered to himself, "Besides, that Fu Yan just now seemed a bit different from the person I met a year ago. Something about him felt off, like he had become a different person."

Xiao Xin: "..."

It's understandable that Mo Xuan found it strange that Fu Yan's amnesia wasn't made public.

Xiao Xin hadn't expected that the seemingly cold Mo Xuan was actually a chatterbox, and he was immediately overwhelmed. Fu Yan was already enough of a headache for him, and now he had to listen to Mo Xuan's nagging at work.

He frowned, parked the car steadily in the parking lot, and turned to Mo Xuan, saying, "We're here."

Mo Xuan's train of thought was interrupted, and for a moment he forgot everything he was thinking. So he simply put his mind to work.

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Two days later, Xiao Xin's new song entered the final stages of production, sometimes even working through the night, so she slept directly at the company.

Fu Yan was worried that Xiao Xin wouldn't eat on time, so whenever he had free time, he would bring him a homemade dinner, and even the rice balls were heart-shaped.

Of course, there would be plenty of desserts after the meal, including strawberry pudding, strawberry cookies, strawberry cake, and strawberry snowflake crisps. Fu Yan would make them in various ways.

Xiao Xin doesn't need to control her weight, but she still eats appropriately and sometimes uses her spare time to exercise in the company gym, so she still maintains a good figure.

Fu Yan particularly liked the two V-lines below his abs.

That day, the two met again at a coffee shop near the company for dinner.

Xiao Xin looked tired from staying up all night, and her dark circles were noticeably more pronounced.

Fu Yan pinched his chin, looked him up and down, then looked at Xiao Xin's slightly chapped lips and said, "Brother, your lips are peeling..."

Xiao Xin's brain went blank, and before he could speak, the scent of cherry blossoms spread to his nose.

Fu Yan pressed her lips against his, rubbing them together for a moment before finally pulling away, satisfied...

By the time Xiao Xin realized what was happening, her neck and above were completely red, and her heart was trembling.

Fu Yan looked at his bright red ears and chuckled, "Brother, you're so easily embarrassed. Do you like the new lip balm you bought, the cherry blossom flavor?"

He frowned slightly: "You're not allowed to do this outside again."

Fortunately, it was lunchtime and the coffee shop wasn't crowded. Xiao Xin calmed herself down, opened the food container on the table, and started eating.

Fu Yan rested his chin on his hands, quietly watching Xiao Xin as if no one else was around, a happy smile on his face...

A Cayenne was parked on the side of the road outside the window.

Jiang Yuqing sat in the back seat of the car, watching the intimate interaction between the two through the window. His calm expression carried a hint of ruthlessness, and his clenched fists were so tight that his nails almost dug into his flesh, but he didn't feel any pain.

...

When Xiao Xin returned to the company in the afternoon, all he could hear was the excited chatter of his employees.

In the tea room, Xiao Xin poured himself a cup of hot water and leaned against the bar. With nothing to do, he suddenly felt like listening to the gossip of these young girls.

He's been incredibly bored doing post-production these past few days, so this is a rare chance to relax.

A senior employee lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "Hey, guess who I was looking at today?"

The other two female interns looked on curiously: "Who? Who?"

A long-time employee said, "Our company's CEO, Mr. Jiang, is a million times more handsome in person than in photos. His face and physique are so stunning that even I, a woman, can't resist him, let alone men who fantasize about him."

One of the young girls asked, "Which General Manager Jiang are you talking about?"

The veteran employee chuckled, arms crossed: "It could be some General Manager Jiang, the one who disappeared for two years and then suddenly came back to life, Jiang Yuqing..."

"Pfft—" Xiao Xin spat out a mouthful of hot water and coughed a few times while clutching his chest.

The girls turned around and saw his distressed expression, asking worriedly, "Brother Xin, are you alright?"

Xiao Xin wiped the water from the corner of her mouth and waved her hand, "It's okay, it's okay, you guys continue..."

Just as the girls were about to continue, Xiao Xin asked again, "Are you sure the President Jiang you just mentioned... is Jiang Yuqing?"

The veteran employee nodded, then remembered that Xiao Xin and Jiang Yuqing graduated from the same school.

She walked up to Xiao Xin, looked her up and down, and finally fixed her gaze on Xiao Xin's face: "I just remembered that Miss Xiao and our President Jiang graduated from the same school. What, do you know President Jiang?"

She was standing too close to him, and Xiao Xin felt a little short of breath. He gently pushed the woman's shoulder away, picked up his water glass, took a sip, and then shook his head: "I don't know her."

A long-time employee questioned, "Really?"

Xiao Xin didn't want to continue the topic. His mind was in a mess. He walked around the woman and was about to leave when a bespectacled, refined-looking man suddenly stood at the door of the tea room and knocked twice: "Who is Xiao Xin? President Jiang is looking for you."