Chapter 78 I want to change my title.
The rumors were so outrageous that Jing Ge was filled with questions. Although Li Mushi's attitude had softened considerably, he still didn't really want to talk to her. He took out his laptop from his backpack and started connecting to the internet, seemingly to work.
Jingge was speechless: "Can't you take a couple of days off?"
Do I really have to work now?
Couldn't I just talk to her, answer her questions, and then go downstairs with her for a wild chicken hotpot?
"Not tired," Li Mushi said, opening the spreadsheet because of the poor internet connection. "Ask me any questions."
The room contained only a sofa by the window, with a computer placed on a low round table in front of it. Jing Ge squatted there like a small animal, with her arms resting on the table and her body almost touching Li Mushi's legs.
The man glanced at her briefly and said, "Sit down. You'll get dizzy if you squat."
Jingge didn't want to sit; if she had to sit, it would be opposite him, which was too far away. Right now, she just wanted to be close to him.
"You just climbed up like that?"
Even when the weather is clear and the road is easy to walk, it would take five hours to climb up on foot. They all took the cable car up.
Moreover, the heavy snow had blocked the mountain pass, making it impossible to distinguish between roads and cliffs.
“The helicopter found a suitable place to land temporarily,” Li Mushi said in a few words. “We walked three kilometers, which wasn’t as difficult as you might imagine.”
Jing Ge's eyes widened: "That helicopter is yours?"
Li Mushi replied sternly: "Temporary hiring."
It's not his.
"You thought I was dead here?" Jingge asked in shock. "You..."
The man's expressionless eyes looked at her, cold and stern, with a hint of reprimand.
“The phone is not working, it’s deep in the mountains, and the roads are blocked by blizzards,” he said, emphasizing each word. “A male colleague who doesn’t know anything about you, his family, and you’re the only outsider in the middle. Just imagine what kind of scenario that could be created.”
Jing Ge: "".
The scene freezes.
The man was truly angered by her. After saying those words, he ignored her, looked back at the computer, his jawline cold and stiff, and typed on the computer with both hands.
Jingge stared at his handsome profile, and a soft, tingling sensation ran through her heart.
It is a soft undulation.
The tour group was moving around and passed through several cities, so finding her location wasn't easy. Hiring a helicopter in such a city was even more difficult, because Wang Weiran said there were no helicopters in the entire county.
The three-kilometer mountain road, covered in snow, was a narrow path with no iron chain guardrails, no safety measures, and no road directional signs.
You have to find out where there is a path and where you might slip by by using your feet and trekking poles, step by step.
Even the locals are unwilling to take the risk.
It won't make a difference if we lose a few days.
Taking the back path means taking full responsibility for one's own life and death.
One must bear the responsibility for one's own life and death.
We need to make sure she's safe.
The soft, wavy texture gradually became more intense and impactful, striking her heart. Jingge couldn't tell if it was pain, soreness, or something else, which made her voice nasal: "Uncle, I was wrong. I thought no one else was looking for me. I'll let you know when I go out in the future. Are you hungry? I'll get you some water."
“…” Li Mushi pinched his high nose bridge, then closed the laptop lid. “Don’t squat, sit up.”
Jingge grabbed his trouser leg: "I'm not dizzy."
Li Mushi: "Sit down and rest for a while, then go and say hello to your fellow travelers."
Realizing what was happening, Jingge made two "oh" sounds and ran to sit down on the chair opposite him.
They're as well-behaved as kindergarten children.
Li Mushi suddenly let out a breath.
never mind.
Why get angry with her?
If you make them cry later, you'll have to wipe it with your sleeve.
Li Mushi: "How much longer are we going to play?"
“The landlady said that once the weather clears up, the road will be open in two days,” Jingge said. “Then we’ll go break the ice to catch fish, and then travel back. We should be able to get back to Haishi around the tenth of the month.”
Li Mushi: "Hmm."
Jing Ge: "And you, Uncle?"
Li Mushi: "Go down the mountain and back."
"..." Jing Ge was a little disappointed. "Aren't you going to play with me? Why don't you take a break? You're already here, it's so much fun."
Li Mushi: "I have work."
Jing Ge paused for a brief moment and said quietly, "Then I'll go back with you."
"Go ahead and do your thing," Li Mushi said, getting up and taking a windbreaker out of his bag to put on. "Just know what you're doing."
If he didn't come, fine. On the day the Li Group's annual meeting ended, Jing Ge was all prepared to break her inexplicable dependence on him. What was going on with her relying on him? But he actually came here.
I haven't been able to quit, but instead, the feeling of wanting to depend on them has intensified, and I feel some separation anxiety when I hear about having to part ways.
Jing Ge: "I don't want to play anymore..."
Li Mushi zipped up his windbreaker and casually rubbed her head: "I'm not stopping you from having fun, I just want you to let me know you're safe. Go say hello to your group members and lead the way."
"......"
A person accustomed to wielding power is a controller wherever he goes. He may be low-key and reserved, and he may appear gentle and warm, but his core is always strong and powerful.
Order is in his hands.
As they went downstairs, Jing Ge was a step behind. Li Mushi stopped and stepped aside to give her enough space to pass.
The man was tall and lean, and his arms, which were exposed under his short sleeves, were strong and powerful. Men's frames are different from women's. Jing Ge was not short, but when she stood next to him, the difference in body size between men and women was obvious.
Jing Ge walked in front, and Li Mushi followed behind.
She took one step, he took one step, their steps light and heavy, yet they moved in perfect unison.
As she walked downstairs, Jingge pursed her lips, and whenever she heard footsteps behind her, she always thought it was her heart beating.
It must be an illusion.
She mistook a heartbeat for a flutter of the heart.
Jing Ge introduced Wang Weiran and Zhang Siming, as well as the other members of the group, to Li Mushi.
Zhang Siming smiled and said, "I don't need an introduction. At the company dinner at the beginning of the year, President Li came to pick you up. It was an honor to meet you once."
Li Mushi nodded and extended his hand: "Nice to meet you."
Zhang Siming quickly shook hands.
The group of people seemed to become reserved.
After greeting Li Mu, he went back to his room on the second floor, where Jing Ge sat next to him and watched him work.
A bunch of dazzling charts, and phone calls coming in one after another.
With such a busy schedule, I don't know how much time I spent looking for her along the way.
In the middle of the game, Li Mushi called out to her, "Go down and play with them."
Jingge shook his head: "I'll stay with you."
Li Mushi: "I'm busy, I don't need your company."
Jingge handed him a glass of water that had cooled to a similar temperature: "Then you can have some. Can't you even rest for half a day?"
The man bluntly stated, "They'll feel awkward around me."
"......"
He is aloof but insightful; he may seem heartless, but he will put aside his work because of a rumor and insist on confirming her safety with his own eyes.
Jingge didn't believe his cold exterior.
His heart is warm.
It will be warm to her.
She had just made up her mind that she had to walk this path of life by herself, and in an instant, it all vanished.
She didn't want to leave on her own.
"Uncle," Jing Ge hesitated for a long time, lacking confidence, "can I use a different way of addressing you?"
As if he remembered something, Li Mushi said expressionlessly, "Daddy is no good."
Jing Ge's mouth moved slightly.
The man was very perceptive: "Not even a name."
Jing Ge: "".
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