"You know how outstanding President Su is. A man as outstanding as him is coveted by many. President Su is indeed a man of deep affection, but he can't stop many shameless women from climbing up to him. I can be your eyes and ears and report to you at any time."
She believes that no woman wants her boyfriend to be coveted by so many people without feeling anything in return.
Mo Jingjing refused her: "I appreciate your kindness, but the relationship between Su Mu and me is deeper than you can imagine. We trust each other completely. But don't worry, I won't tell anyone about this, but this is a one-time thing, and it won't happen again."
In the end, Mo Jingjing softened her heart.
"That's wonderful, Miss Mo. Thank you so much! From now on, you'll be our family's benefactor!"
To show his sincerity, Song Zhao handed the water to Mo Jingjing and then personally cut a plate of fruit and presented it to her.
This Mr. Sun doesn't seem to be a very easy person to talk to. More than half an hour later, Su Mu returned. Seeing that Mo Jingjing was being taken good care of, Su Mu finally breathed a sigh of relief and continued the previous topic, but Mo Jingjing casually made up an excuse to brush it off.
Having learned from this experience, Su Mu did not bring her to the company the next day, but simply told her to rest at home.
Mo Jingjing was very well-behaved and didn't cause Su Mu any trouble. However, she didn't expect that Su Mu's popularity had exceeded her imagination. These women didn't have the kind of love that ordinary fans have for their idols, but they were more capable and more terrifying than those obsessive fans.
It has even reached a point of fanaticism.
Having secretly settled in Haishi, Situ Qing'er, taking advantage of the Situ family's powerful background and strength, had already extended her reach into Su Mu's villa in just two days.
In the afternoon, the maid brought out a beautifully arranged fruit platter: "Miss Mo, please have some fruit. These fruits were specially bought by Mr. Su. They are all imported and good for your health."
"Okay, thank you." Mo Jingjing glanced at the maid and politely thanked her.
Little did they know that they had ingested a slow-acting poison.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Mo Jingjing fell into a drowsy sleep again and even had a rare dream. In the dream, Su Mu was surrounded by many beautiful women and even interacted with them. She went up to argue with them, but Su Mu pushed her aside and even knocked her to the ground.
"ah!"
A startled cry rang out, and Mo Jingjing was jolted awake from her sleep.
I glanced at the time; it was 6:30.
I woke up half an hour earlier than the previous times.
However, Su Mu has not returned yet.
Perhaps it was the nightmare, but Mo Jingjing felt a little uneasy. She picked up her phone and dialed Su Mu's number, but a woman answered: "Hello, is this Ms. Mo? This is Song Zhao. Are you looking for Mr. Su? I'm sorry, Ms. Mo, Mr. Su is currently having dinner with his business partners and is not available to take the call. Is there anything urgent you need? I can pass on your message."
"Secretary Song?" Mo Jingjing called out tentatively, a hint of disappointment flashing through her heart, but she put on a brave face and said, "In that case, I won't bother you any longer. You can continue with your work."
After saying that, without waiting for a response, Mo Jingjing hung up the phone.
Looking at the black screen of her phone, a huge sense of loss welled up inside her and quickly enveloped her.
Unconsciously, a gap seemed to have appeared between her and Su Mu, invisible and intangible, yet impossible to ignore.
That night, Mo Jingjing sat with him in the living room until she fell asleep on the sofa.
It's 12:30 at night.
Just then, the sound of an engine shutting off rang out, and Su Mu's car came to a smooth stop in front of the villa.
"Young Master, you're back. Miss Mo has been waiting inside and is asleep on the sofa," the butler said as he approached Su Mu.
Upon hearing this, Su Mu frowned: "Okay, I understand."
My steps quickened involuntarily.
Looking at the woman lying on the sofa, Su Mu's eyes were full of heartache. He held her in his arms carefully, as if she were a priceless treasure, and even his movements were very cautious.
But it still woke Mo Jingjing up.
"You're back? You've been drinking? I'll make you some hangover soup." Mo Jingjing opened her eyes, smelled the alcohol on Su Mu, and spoke directly, then tried to get down from the man's arms.
But Su Mu held her tightly in his arms: "No need. Secretary Song already made me some hangover soup when I got back. You go to sleep. Remember, this is the most important time for you to get better. Don't sit in the living room waiting for me anymore. Go to sleep early if it's too late. I'll come back to be with you as soon as possible."
"It's so late, why is Secretary Song still with you?" Mo Jingjing's attention was on Song Zhao.
If you smell closely, you can also detect a hint of perfume on him.
"Mm." Su Mu nodded.
As her secretary, she rationally accompanied the president to social events, always ready to hand him contracts or deflect drinks.
Mo Jingjing was unaware of what was happening in the business world, but she knew perfectly well what Song Zhao's feelings for Su Mu were.
Upon hearing this, Mo Jingjing fell silent.
For some reason, at this moment she actually hoped that Su Mu would deceive her.
Su Mu carried Mo Jingjing to her bed and, as always, was extremely gentle with her, his every move filled with doting affection. He helped her change into her pajamas, poured a glass of warm water by the bedside, and even lit some aromatherapy to help her sleep.
As Su Mu sat by Mo Jingjing's bedside, carefully tucking her in, he said, "Go to sleep. Call me anytime if you need anything. I'll be in the study."
"Aren't you going to sleep now?" Mo Jingjing looked at Su Mu, a complicated look flashing in her eyes.
It seems that ever since her accident, the two of them haven't...
Doesn't he want to?
"I've been busy at the company lately, and there's a lot of work waiting for me to handle. Sweetie, I'll come and keep you company after I finish my work," Su Mu explained. In the dim light, and because he was drunk, he didn't notice the emotions in Mo Jingjing's eyes.
Mo Jingjing: "..."
Seeing her silence, Su Mu took it as her consent, gently kissed her forehead, and left.
"Click~"
Hearing the door close beside her, a stream of hot liquid flowed from the corner of her eye.
That night, Mo Jingjing had nightmares all night long. The Su Mu in her dreams was completely different from the person she knew. He was like a hungry wolf in sheep's clothing, or a demon from hell, so she couldn't recognize him at all.
More importantly, in her dream, she saw Su Mu and Song Zhao rolling around together, their obscene and rampant voices echoing in her ears for a long time.
"Hahaha, Mo Jingjing, you idiot, I told you I have no feelings for President Su and you actually believed me. Do you think any man in the world doesn't cheat? Being close to the water tower makes it easy to get the moon first. In places you can't see, President Su and I have already slept together."
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