"Young Master Cheng." Li Bu Huo saw her and walked over with a smile on his face.
Why are you here?
Li Bu Huo pointed to the car behind him, "Madam asked me to pick you up."
Which lady? Su Tian?
They're not here to pick her up, they're here to monitor her, aren't they?
Mu Yiran looked at Li Buhuo suspiciously. This bastard, isn't the money he received from the original owner of this body enough? Is he planning to work two jobs?
She couldn't tell whose side Li Bu Huo was on, but she couldn't stop him from following her right now.
"I'll ride in the Shi family's car; you don't need to pick me up."
Li Bu Huo nodded without changing his expression: "Then I'll drive behind you."
"Whatever."
Mu Yiran got into the car, and as agreed in the morning, she drove to the Shi Group building first. After a while, Shi Yan appeared. He glanced at the white Bentley following behind, got into the car, and said in a low voice, "Your assistant is quite responsible."
Mu Yiran: "?"
"If you like it, I'll give it to you? You can bring your full-arm tattoo and trade it with him."
Hearing this, the tattooed man was taken aback. He looked up and frantically tried to wink at Shi Yan, but the other man didn't even glance at him. "It seems that not only my son, but even my subordinates get along quite well with Miss Cheng."
"..."
What does this mean?
Did Shi Yan see something? Or was he just saying it casually?
Mu Yiran felt uneasy. She had only met Shi Yan a few times in the ten days since she transmigrated, including this time.
She always treated Shi Yan as an NPC, after all, she only cared about Shi Youxi, and as Shi Youxi's father, Shi Yan was just a background character. But he was, after all, a living person, and a person with a deeper and more eccentric mind than Shi Youxi.
Mu Yiran was cautious and felt it was best to speak less in front of Shi Yan to avoid giving him any indication of what was going on.
She composed herself and glanced indifferently at the tattooed arm. "Tsk, isn't this all done according to the contract? If Mr. Shi has any objections, he can raise them again, and I will definitely cooperate fully."
Shi Yan closed his eyes to rest, smiled faintly, and said nothing more.
Mu Yiran looked out the window and sighed inwardly.
Qinheyu is a standalone hotel in the style of the last century, located in a commercial area on the second ring road of Beijing.
Mu Yiran got out of the car and stared blankly at the familiar hotel entrance for a moment. The last time she came to Qinheyu was in 2020. She hired an acting manager to run the hotel and then became a hands-off owner, going directly to Shenzhen-Hong Kong to study.
Who could have imagined that a twist of time and space would bring her to the realm of Kinho and Yu ahead of schedule in this way?
Her grandmother gave her the most valuable Qinheyu restaurant; Mu Yiran could live a life of ease just from the income from this store.
But more than how much money she could earn, Mu Yiran cared about the fact that it was her grandmother's inheritance.
It should never have fallen into Wen Zaosi's hands.
The inheritance she left to her daughter and grandson was stolen by her husband's illegitimate son. If the grandmother knew, she would probably feel very ashamed.
It would be great if we could bring back all the friendly and powerful people.
"What are you looking at?"
Li Bu Huo handed the key to the waiter and came to her side. He also glanced at the door. "I heard that the owner of Qinheyu is the daughter of the richest man in Jiangnan. She was once betrothed to the Lin family, a family of craftsmen in the late Qing Dynasty, but the marriage was broken off. The Lin family man missed his old love and felt even more guilty. He would open a restaurant in Jiangnan wherever he went, and later he even gave it to his first love as a dowry."
"Does Xiao Cheng really think it's true?"
"Of course not," Mu Yiran said disdainfully. "Where did you hear such outrageous gossip?"
What do you mean by opening a restaurant to commemorate one's love? This was clearly started by my grandmother herself.
Li Bu Huo shrugged, indicating that he was also innocent.
A waiter from the hotel came over to lead the way. Mu Yiran urged the man with the tattooed arm to call Shi Yan to get out of the car. Shi Yan frowned, hung up the phone, and got out of the car. He pinched the bridge of his nose and looked a little tired.
Could it be that Bai Shengsheng is the thing that's causing Shi Yan so much trouble?
With Li Bu Huo present, Mu Yi Ran didn't dare to ask. She did as she had agreed with Shi Yan in the car, and casually placed her hand on Shi Yan's arm.
Finally, it's not just Mu Yiran who's playing the loving couple role anymore; finally, someone is cooperating with her on the show!
Li Bu Huo watched the two men's actions from the side, his eyes flashing, and silently followed behind them.
The hotel is divided into two areas: dining and accommodation. The dining area has three floors: the first floor has open seating, and the second floor has private rooms.
The third floor is more enclosed, and is generally only accessible to politicians, top celebrities, and members of wealthy families. Besides showcasing their status, it also provides ample privacy.
Apart from the elevator lobby, there are no surveillance cameras anywhere else on this floor.
The waiter led them to the third floor via a direct elevator. The elevator had two doors, one at the front and one at the back, corresponding to two private rooms.
The front door opens, and after passing through a straight corridor, there is a circular screen in the middle at the end.
There's no need to follow the tattooed arm and Li Buhuo any further.
With her tattooed arm and headphones on, she waited at the elevator entrance. As she walked past Li Bu Huo, the other man surprisingly gave her a Bluetooth headset as well. "Ms. Cheng, if you need anything, just put on the headset and press and hold for three seconds to call me."
What could she possibly need?
Is this thing a listening device? Is it trying to eavesdrop on whether she and Shi Yan are whispering to each other?!
But Mu Yiran still took it and stuffed it directly into her bag.
A vibration sounded.
Mu Yiran glanced at the phone in Li Buhuo's hand and said, "You have a phone call."
Li Bu Huo watched the two people walk around the screen, and then he could faintly hear Cheng Li and his wife greeting him. He glanced at his phone in confusion, but there were no messages or calls.
"The number you dialed is temporarily unavailable, please try again later..."
Lu Tingyi frowned and hung up the phone after listening to the mechanical female voice in his earphones. He had already called Mu Yiran four times, but she hadn't answered.
The passenger door was opened, and a distinct scent of oranges wafted in.
"Brother Tingyi, you're so slow!"
"Sorry, Qingyu, I have an urgent meeting. Have you had dinner yet? How about I take you to eat first?"
Lu Tingyi helped her fasten her seatbelt, and the car drove out of the Wen residence.
“It’s already nine o’clock, I’ve already eaten. Brother Tingyi, I called my cousin again but she still didn’t answer.” Wen Qingyu rolled her eyes and saw the man frowning as she continued, “My mom didn’t answer either. Do you think something really happened to her?”
Lu Tingyi turned the steering wheel. "I don't know either. Let's go check it out first."
Wen Qingyu had never been to the Mu family's house before. "How long will it take? You don't even need navigation? You remember it so clearly..."
Lu Tingyi sensed her jealousy and chuckled as he ruffled her hair. "Because it's near the company, we don't need navigation."
The car turned around and headed towards the convention center in Haishi. The neon lights of the seaside villa area could be seen in the distance.
"It will only take 10 minutes."
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