episode 56
The next day, when He Xun walked into Mo Shilin's bedroom with his almond-shaped eyes, Mo Shilin was sitting by the window dealing with work emails.
His injury hasn't fully healed, and he can't wear a suit and shirt, so he has to work from home for the time being.
Neither of them mentioned the strange conversation that had taken place in the room the previous evening.
He Xun placed the breakfast and fruit on the small round table, the white porcelain plate hitting the edge of the table with a slight sound.
Mo Shilin looked up at him and pushed up his glasses: "Didn't you sleep well last night?"
"fine."
Of course he lied.
I didn't sleep at all last night.
The culprit is the person right in front of you.
When He Xun said this, he didn't even tilt his head. His dark eyes were looking out the window, and his hands were respectfully hanging at his sides. But he couldn't help but take it upon himself to say, "Let's change the dressing first."
Mo Shilin stared at his profile in silence for a few seconds, then said okay.
"Go to bed." Mo Shilin closed his laptop, rubbed his temples, and got up.
"Um."
He Xun took the ointment, alcohol, and cotton swabs and followed Mo Shilin to the bedside.
The soft, large bed was covered with dark gray sheets and pillows, exuding an air of mystery and taboo.
Mo Shilin sat down casually, leaning back slightly and spreading his long legs to give He Xun room to stand.
He Xun bent down and unbuttoned Mo Shilin's black loungewear one button at a time, quickly exposing the man's firm chest and waist to the air, where a faint scent of woody perfume permeated the air and pores.
His slender fingers paused, and his long eyelashes trembled as he gently unwrapped the gauze from the other person's shoulder.
After wrapping the gauze around his hand a few times, it fell onto the bed with a thud, revealing countless hideous wounds that instantly came into He Xun's view.
The moment He Xun saw the wound, his heart felt as if it had been suddenly clenched, and it involuntarily pounded.
Afraid of losing her composure, she quickly turned her head away, forcefully unscrewed the alcohol cap, and used a cotton swab to apply the alcohol. Her series of actions were tinged with a flustered feeling of heartache.
The cool alcohol touched the warm, creviced skin, and Mo Shilin subconsciously frowned.
He Xun noticed that the fingers holding the cotton swab were trembling, and took a deep breath to ask, "Does it hurt?"
Mo Shilin stared at his solemn face for a few seconds. Actually, he wasn't in that much pain, but he still smiled and said, "It hurts a lot."
"Then I'll be gentle."
He Xun moved even more gently.
Because the other party moved as slowly as an archaeologist excavating a precious ancient tomb, Mo Shilin was able to openly observe the person who was so close to him.
The young man was very handsome, with fair skin, long eyelashes, and sharp little tiger teeth that peeked out when he opened his mouth. His pearly white color was quite alluring.
The other person was disinfecting his wound with a solemn expression, exuding an inexplicable seriousness, as if he were the one who was injured, and that was why he had to treat it so seriously.
After disinfecting, He Xun went to get the ointment.
At this moment, he, who was not so focused, finally realized that the man seemed to have been staring at him the whole time, and the probing and burning gaze almost scalded him.
He pursed his lips, avoiding eye contact, lowered his head, and began applying the medicine on his own.
Actually, he was somewhat resistant to looking at Mo Shilin now, resistant to looking into those unfamiliar and guarded eyes, because once they met, he would uncontrollably think of all the little things he had done with Mo Shilin in the past.
That's no different from self-harm.
Mo Shilin found it very strange.
He Xun refused to make eye contact with him, which could be interpreted as shyness and embarrassment.
Despite being at such close range, He Xun's body showed no sign of discomfort whatsoever. It was as if he had been used to such intimate contact countless times, and he didn't seem shy or afraid to look him in the eye. As he applied the medicine, he would unconsciously murmur, "How did it get so badly injured..."
That natural and soft tone didn't sound like a reproach, but more like a coquettish complaint.
Mo Shilin suddenly felt a dry mouth and throat.
As He Xun turned to apply the ointment again, Mo Shilin suddenly grabbed his wrist and asked aggressively, "Can you apply the ointment properly if you're not looking at me?"
He Xun was suddenly startled and abruptly looked up.
The two stared at each other without any obstruction, their breaths mingling.
He Xun's fingers twitched slightly, his gaze unconsciously drifting to Mo Shilin's lips. He was momentarily lost in thought, even wanting to kiss him recklessly, and then, like the protagonist in a melodramatic soap opera, cry and question why the other had forgotten him, leaving him alone to suffer here.
But.
cannot.
He Xun took a deep breath and tried to pull his hand away as if he had been burned by hot tongs, but Mo Shilin used a little force to tighten his grip on his protruding wrist bone, refusing to let him escape.
"You haven't answered my question yet."
"......"
He Xun's throat bobbed violently, and he looked up at the man's eyes, trying to cover his embarrassment, his voice trembling with composure: "I know what I'm doing."
*
Mo Shilin didn't know whether the strange male servant had any idea or not; he only knew that he himself was quite clueless about it.
Two weeks later, when he was finally able to go to work normally, the moment he sat in the Bentley, he caught a glimpse of the unopened diamond bracelet lying quietly on the passenger seat.
The dark purple packaging bag blended with the black seats, creating a deep, luxurious yet lonely atmosphere. I wonder how long I've been alone in the car.
Mo Shilin's usually indifferent expression revealed a hint of confusion. He picked up the bag and stared at it for a long time, but he couldn't remember who bought the valuable necklace, when it was bought, who it was intended to be given to, or whether it was bought by someone else as a gift to him.
Just then, a work call came in. He answered it casually, tossed the packaging bag into a storage drawer, and sped out of the underground parking garage with one hand on the steering wheel.
*
At 10 a.m., Mo Shilin, who had not made a public appearance for a long time, attended the Internet industry summit.
Although he had been recuperating at home for a period of time, when he reappeared in the public eye, he was still dressed in a suit and tie, elegant and noble, full of vigor, with diamond cufflinks sparkling as he raised his hand, and his handsome face showed no signs of fatigue.
Everyone came up to greet him, and he shook hands with each of them in return.
Unexpectedly, half an hour after the conference began, a bombshell dropped, causing an uproar among industry professionals and media present.
Three smartly dressed police officers suddenly appeared at the venue and went straight to the seat of Mo Shilin, CEO of Yuntu, who was being interviewed on stage. They immediately summoned Mo Shilin for investigation on suspicion of "infringing trade secrets".
"Mr. Mo, we are from the S City Public Security Bureau. Someone has reported you and provided us with evidence of your infringement of trade secrets. We are now summoning you verbally in accordance with procedure. Please come with us."
Upon hearing this, the entire hall fell silent for a moment, then erupted in a roar! A frenzy of discussion, with everyone talking at once, suddenly filled the hall like a tsunami!
"Holy crap, what's going on?"
"Am I seeing things? They're taking Mo Shilin away?"
"Violating trade secrets, that's interesting."
"No, he's been arrested. What about Yun Tu?"
"Does Mo Shilin's abilities and methods warrant infringing on trade secrets?"
"This is going to be interesting."
"......"
The host was completely bewildered. Even with her extensive experience, she had rarely encountered a situation where an interviewee was being taken away by the police on the spot. For a moment, she didn't know how to handle the situation, and the backstage staff were equally stunned. The young second-generation heir next to Mo Shilin, holding the microphone, stared wide-eyed, his gaze darting uncontrollably between Mo Shilin and the police, as if he could figure out what was going on just by looking at them.
On the contrary, Mo Shilin, who was the focus of the entire event, was the most composed. Apart from a hint of surprise flashing across his face at the beginning, he remained calm and composed throughout.
He calmly stood up, his tall and imposing figure towering over the police officers by a head. His aura was hardly that of a suspect about to be taken away for investigation; he seemed more like a haughty and arrogant young monarch!
This sight caused those who had been secretly gloating to sigh again, inwardly cursing how Mo Shilin could be so universally hated. He was good-looking and capable, but he was truly despicable and annoying.
"Excuse me," Mo Shilin said politely, raising an eyebrow slightly. "Could you please show me your identification, comrades?"
Several police officers presented their identification documents according to procedure.
After reading them one by one, Mo Shilin nodded.
Outsiders may not know, but he himself knows perfectly well what he should and shouldn't do.
To put it bluntly, even if he were to do it, he would do it flawlessly, leaving no room for anyone to find fault with him.
Since he didn't do it, the only possibility is that someone else is trying to smear him.
The police would never have summoned him without having some concrete evidence.
...tsk.
This is really not simple.
The other party had clearly prepared this bucket of dirty water long ago while he was injured.
Mo Shilin narrowed his eyes in displeasure and coldly scanned the CEOs of the various internet companies attending the summit.
Unfortunately, although these people had different thoughts and ulterior motives, they were all elites who had been in the business world for many years. Except for a few younger second-generation rich kids who were supported by their families and couldn't hide their true feelings, everyone else remained calm and composed, facing Mo Shilin's scrutinizing gaze with amusement.
After a short while, Mo Shilin looked away and said to the police officers in a deep voice, "Okay."
After the police left with the people, the huge wave of gossip almost lifted the ceiling of the venue.
The quick-thinking media outlets have already pulled out their computers or mobile phones to embellish the scene and publish it to the public. After all, it is a rare news story, once in a century, that a young, promising, handsome, and wealthy CEO of a major internet company is summoned by the police on the spot.
In addition, some onlookers excitedly uploaded the video of the scene to the internet, and enthusiastically speculated and theorized with netizens. Various entertainment influencers were not going to let go of this overwhelming traffic and popularity. From Mo Shilin's impeccable appearance to the various software and games developed by Yuntu, everything was analyzed and discussed thoroughly.
This incident was naturally a cause for celebration for the public. People in modern society are already under a lot of pressure, and many people with unbalanced mental states like to vent their emotions in the virtual world. They couldn't wait to see these usually high-and-mighty public figures having fun every day. The entire internet was swept up in a wave of discussion about Yun Tu and Mo Shilin.
On the other hand, YunTu's stock price plummeted the moment the news photos were released.
The entire stock market chart showed a sea of red, making investors sitting in front of their computers feel like jumping off buildings. There were even posts online from netizens saying that their local pharmacies had been completely emptied of their nitroglycerin pills overnight.
The financial channel repeatedly broadcast reports of Mo Shilin being taken away by the police at the industry summit.
Public opinion across the country is currently very unfavorable to Yuntu. After all, many people are happy to see Mo Shilin, who has always had a smooth career, fall from grace. Online opinions are also fueled by other capital that is at odds with Yuntu, and some people are even deliberately digging up his scandalous photos from the K-national council to rub salt in the wound.
With the key figure Mo Shilin taken away and unable to be released on bail for the time being, YunTu's senior management and shareholders had no choice but to hold an emergency meeting to discuss countermeasures. Even overseas investors flew over that day on the fastest flight to attend the meeting.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that if this crisis is not dealt with in time, Yuntu will inevitably suffer a severe blow and be subject to key control by the state. Once Mo Shilin is brought down, it will be extremely difficult for Yuntu to make a comeback.
We all prosper together, and we all suffer together.
That night, the entire Yuntu Building was brightly lit all night long.
*
He Xun was naturally aware of the serious matter of YunTu's CEO being summoned by the police at an industry summit.
He even caught a glimpse of Mo Shilin being taken away by the police on the financial channel in the living room, without any warning.
Mu Xianglu frantically called her husband and wife to inform them, while He Xun froze on the spot, his whole body turning ice-cold, countless questions flooding his mind.
how so?
Infringement of trade secrets?
How could Mo Shilin do something so stupid? And leave behind evidence?
It took him a while to recover, and he was restless all day afterward.
On the one hand, he understood that with the strength of Yuntu's legal team, Mo Shilin would definitely be released on bail after 24 hours, and at the latest he would stay in there for 48 hours.
On the other hand, he couldn't help but worry about Mo Shilin.
She was worried that Mo Shilin would be in a bad mood, wouldn't eat well, and wouldn't sleep well.
Are you feeling frustrated? Have you come up with a solution?
He wanted to know all of these things, and that made him anxious.
After drifting through the day in a daze, He Xun finally made up his mind to go see Assistant Li after accidentally bumping into the door frame for the fourth time due to his absent-mindedness.
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