Yi Mu sat in the large leather chair and looked at Wen Lun. Seeing his restrained expression, he smiled slightly and pointed to the stool in front of the table.
"sit."
Wenlun sat down, and Yimu picked up the coffee on the table.
"I thought that my absence during this time would be enough for you to figure out what to choose. What are your thoughts?"
Wenlun had been avoiding this issue, but now he knew he could no longer hide from it.
In fact, when Yi Mu went to another place for an inspection and chose not to take him with him, Wen Lun had already realized that something was wrong.
He didn't regret that his identity had been exposed and he couldn't continue to deliver valuable intelligence to the other side.
I just felt that I had disappointed Yimu, and that I was a failure.
Wenlun had only been placed next to Yimu for a little over six months.
But it's hard not to be moved when you're surrounded by an outstanding man who is perfect in every way, from his words and actions to his appearance and demeanor.
Wen Lun is gay, which is no secret within the community.
Wenlun didn't know that Yi Muqing was unaware of this, but in any case, he didn't want to leave because he wanted more.
"Third Young Master, I have completely severed ties with that side. From now on, I will just be your assistant. You can rest assured."
Without even blinking, Yi Mu said bluntly, "I don't trust you."
Wenlun's face showed a embarrassed expression: "I know that what I did before caused you a lot of losses, but I promise you that in the future..."
Yi Mu placed the coffee down, sat up straight, and looked at him with a leisurely air.
"You're not a newbie, so you should understand that once a crisis of trust arises in the workplace, all the trust that existed before will be overturned."
No matter how hard you try afterwards, you can never go back to the way things were before.
Wenlun knew his temperament and was already prepared to be shameless.
"I hope you can give me another chance to perform. I will definitely not let you down again, Third Young Master."
Trust those you employ, and don't employ those you don't trust.
Yi Mu could no longer trust Wen Lun; no matter what he said, it was useless.
Picking up the pen from the table again, Yi Mu opened the document.
Just when Wenlun thought he had a chance to stay, his expression changed slightly.
Yi Mu said calmly, "Go to the finance department to collect your salary for the next six months. I hope everything goes smoothly in your work from now on."
Wenlun froze in his chair. He thought he had seen hope, but Yi Mu's words brought him back to reality.
The fingers under the table curled up, and the ten fingers clenched into fists.
Looking at the man's focused expression as he worked at his desk, Wenlun felt a surge of intense emotion.
He knows he was wrong before, but now he wants to change for the better.
Why can't we give him a chance? Why sentence him to death right away?
As Yi Mu signed his name on the document and switched to another one, he felt as if a dark shadow was looming over him.
He frowned, looked up, and saw a hand resting on his chin.
When pushed to the limit, some people will do things they never dared to imagine before.
Wenlun never imagined that he would one day be able to meet this prodigy.
Aside from helping tie ties, Wenlun only dared to fantasize about Yi Mu in his heart; he imagined himself lying under this man.
The way Yimu took off his glasses, the sexy look of sweat dripping down his chin, his heavy breathing...
Under Yi Mu's increasingly cold gaze, Wen Lun released his jaw.
Wenlun unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his slender collarbone. He looked at Yi Mu with lingering eyes and a slightly shy expression.
"I like the Third Young Master and hope to stay."
Yi Mu remained expressionless. He wondered if this could be considered office sexual harassment.
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