Chapter 214 I thought you were going to sneak off to Los Angeles again
As Song Mingxi finished his words with a hint of helplessness, Mu Jia looked into the distance and couldn't help but feel a little dazed.
Does he...really care about these little details?
Also, what does "he likes you more than you like him" mean?
She knew better than anyone that she had been attracted by beauty much earlier than Xie Siyan.
It was just that she was always clearly aware of the gap between them, so she deliberately kept her distance to hide the concern that she dared not show.
Could it be that such an action makes him feel insecure?
Mu Jia couldn't help but recall Xie Siyan's various reactions after their reunion - his jealousy, his anger, his obvious displeasure with her accepting his mother's check, but it wasn't because of the money. Did he think that these were all signs that she didn't care about him enough?
Seeing her lost in thought, Song Mingxi gently pushed her and said, "Alright, both of you, stop making such a fuss. I finally managed to convince myself to accept that my best friend had fallen into Xie Siyan's hands. If you break up again..."
Mu Jia shook his head, his cheeks flushed, "That's not the case, it's just..."
She lowered her voice and asked hesitantly, "Is there really nothing going on between him and Ye Zhen?"
Song Mingxi raised his hand and patted her head gently.
"You spend every day with him, why don't you just ask him directly?"
"Let's have a good chat and ask everything we need to know. Instead of letting our imagination run wild here, why not ask it face to face? If there's anything serious going on, I absolutely support you in going into a cold war with him!"
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On a midsummer afternoon, Mu Jia walked slowly towards the China Construction Group headquarters building, carrying freshly cooked porridge.
Light pours into the high-ceiling lobby through the glass curtain wall.
She walked on the mirror-like floor and headed towards the exclusive elevator.
A month ago, with the successful listing of China Construction Group's overseas investment projects, the projects she was responsible for in China also entered the final stage.
The drawings and documents that once filled the desks have long been sorted and archived, and the closing meetings with the client have also been held one after another.
She no longer needs to go in and out of the building as frequently as before, and she takes the green plants at her workstation home.
With only two weeks left before returning to Los Angeles, her suitcase lay half-open on the apartment floor, filled with several piles of frequently worn clothes that she sorted every day.
She packed up her belongings in China one by one. Some decisions cannot be made on impulse, and she didn't want to give up the career she had worked hard for in China.
However, this does not mean that they have to separate. She is also thinking about how to balance love and career.
The elevator rose steadily, and the mirror reflected her slightly absent-minded appearance.
The porridge in her hand was still warm. She had specially cooked it for lunch. The rice grains were soft and sticky, and the aroma wafted faintly through the thermos. Because Xie Siyan had stomach problems before, he also liked to drink the porridge she cooked. For some reason, she cooked it for lunch.
Mu Jia just walked out of the elevator on the top floor.
Several employees who were busy in the office immediately stopped their work and greeted her respectfully in unison: "Good afternoon, Mrs. Xie."
This sudden address made her ears feel slightly hot, and she subconsciously wanted to avoid these meaningful gazes, but she still forced herself to remain calm and nodded politely to them.
She walked towards Xie Siyan's office and asked the assistant beside her casually, "He...isn't in the office today?"
The assistant smiled and replied, "Mr. Xie had an appointment with Mr. Li from Huayuan Group this morning. He should still be at the golf course in the western suburbs."
Mu Jia said "Oh" softly, feeling a little unfortunate.
She pushed open the door of Xie Siyan's office and gently placed the still warm porridge in her hand on his large ebony desk.
She quietly put a note under the thermos, which simply read "Remember to drink it while it's hot."
Just as I was about to turn around and leave, my secretary came up to me and said, "Madam, the golf course is not far from here. Do you need me to arrange a car for you?"
Mu Jia paused.
The sunlight outside the window was just right. At three or four o'clock in the afternoon, it shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows onto the carpet in the corridor, creating a bright and warm atmosphere.
She was silent for a moment, and finally replied softly: "Okay."
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Half an hour later, just as the car stopped in front of the golf club, Mu Jia saw a familiar figure on the green grass from afar.
Xie Siyan was leaning forward slightly to adjust his grip, the sunlight falling on his broad shoulders, outlining a sharp silhouette.
The staff on the side were serving him and another middle-aged man with a big belly.
The man had just swung a club when he looked up and saw Mu Jia approaching. He immediately smiled meaningfully and joked to Xie Siyan, "Mr. Xie, since a beautiful lady is visiting, we, the outsiders, won't bother you!"
He smiled and handed the club to the caddie.
"The details of the cooperation will be determined as we just discussed. I'll have my secretary send the contract over later."
Before Mu Jia could get closer, the young girl following the middle-aged man stomped her feet coquettishly: "Dad! Didn't you say you would teach me how to play basketball?"
As she spoke, her curious eyes kept turning to Mu Jia.
Mu Jia was wearing a light blue cheongsam today, with sparse bamboo leaves embroidered on the hem, outlining her graceful curves with every step.
Xie Siyan turned around when he heard the voice, and his originally indifferent gaze melted away the moment it met hers.
He no longer had the completely aloof and indifferent attitude towards his business partner just now. Instead, he strode over and embraced the newcomer without saying a word.
Xie Siyan gave Mu Jia a light kiss on the cheek with the scent of grass, which made Mu Jia feel itchy. She was not used to being so intimate in front of outsiders.
"You're finally willing to see me?" His deep voice was filled with a hint of reproach. "I thought you were going to sneak off to Los Angeles again."
Mu Jia suddenly raised her hand and rubbed his short black hair. Thinking of Song Mingxi's adjectives, she suddenly felt that Xie Siyan was quite childish.
The father and daughter next to them were still watching. Seeing Xie Siyan's increasingly reckless behavior, Mu Jia blushed and gently pushed his chest, "Don't be like that... There are people watching us."
"Okay, let's go back and continue, wife."
As he addressed her, the middle-aged man next to him raised his eyebrows in slight surprise. He completely pushed his daughter, who was acting like a spoiled child, away and lowered his voice, "See? She's getting married soon. Forget it."
The girl was still refusing to give in, stamping her feet and pouting, but Xie Siyan had already taken Mu Jia's hand and was walking towards the golf cart.
"Mr. Sun, please take another one. We will go back first."
"Okay, Mr. Xie, see you another day."
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