Although Yi Mu's sexual orientation has changed, it doesn't mean that just anyone can catch his eye.
Even if he were single now, let alone now that he has Xie Tuoyu, it would be impossible for him to have any connection with Wen Lun.
"Put your clothes on and go outside now. I'll pretend nothing happened."
Yi Mu felt he had been tolerant enough. If Wen Lun continued to push his limits, then he shouldn't blame him for not showing any mercy.
If Wen Lun gives up so easily, he cannot be called a top-notch assistant.
If he does it, he might be allowed to stay; if he doesn't, there's absolutely no hope.
Wenlun took off his shirt, revealing his thin upper body, and then put his hands on his belt.
What he wanted to do was crystal clear to Yi Mu.
He seems quite clever, but he can't make sense when it really matters.
As Yi Mu placed his hand on the intercom, about to call security, the door was opened from the outside.
The visitor was neither a client nor a secretary, but someone Yi Mu never expected.
Xie Tuoyu hadn't even had time to shave off the stubble that had just sprouted on his face. As soon as he got off the plane, he was thinking of giving Yi Mu a surprise.
Unexpectedly, Yi Mu gave him a "surprise" first.
He thought Yimu was just joking when he said he would find someone else, but he didn't expect it to be true.
Xie Tuoyu stared at the skinny man for a while, his hand almost crushing the door lock.
He suppressed the urge to kill and forced a smile.
"Third Young Master is very busy. It seems I've come at the wrong time. Please continue."
The door was slammed shut.
Yi Mu frowned, looking indifferently at the bewildered Wen Lun. He smashed his coffee cup, gritting his teeth, "Get out of here! Are you looking for death?"
Wenlun had never seen Yimu lose his temper like this since he started working for him.
He put on a shirt and walked out of the president's office with trepidation.
When I passed by the secretariat, I saw those women inside eating sunflower seeds and gossiping.
"Who is that handsome guy? Do you guys know him?"
"I've met him. He's the president of a company that collaborates with ours. He's young and promising, not even thirty yet, but already worth over 100 million."
"Isn't that the legendary eligible bachelor? I really want to marry him."
"I still prefer our CEO. Every time he looks at me, my legs go weak."
"Our CEO is a genuine young master from a wealthy family, too high a rank for him, but this one can still dream of him."
Wenlun returned to his office, turned on his phone, and looked at a photo of the eldest son of the Yi family and Xie Tuoyu having dinner together.
He felt his intuition was right; Xie Tuoyu definitely had something going on with the Third Young Master.
Even if he didn't get the slightest attention from Yi Mu, Wen Lun didn't want him to focus his attention on others.
Yi Mu called Xie Tuoyu, but his phone was off.
Yi Mu didn't need to guess; he already knew what Yi Mu was thinking.
I came to see him right after I got off the plane, only to find out that he really had "found someone else".
If Yi Mu were in this situation, he would also explode.
The president, who had never been late or left early since joining the company, left early for the first time ever.
Yi Mu asked someone to check the surveillance footage, learned Xie Tuoyu's whereabouts, and tracked him all the way to Xie Tuoyu's home.
Yi Mu rang the doorbell for a long time before a woman finally opened the door.
The other person was very young, around twenty years old, with two braids, a little chubby, and a charmingly innocent expression.
"Who are you looking for?" A clear voice, with a slight accent.
Yi Mu didn't say anything.
This woman doesn't look like Xie Tuoyu, so she can't be a relative of his. Her clothes don't resemble those of a nanny either, so there's only one possibility.
When Xie Tuoyu pushed the door open and came in, Wen Lun was standing three meters away from Yi Mu, with a desk in between.
Nothing actually happened between the two of them, yet Xie Tuoyu is so angry.
Yi Mu didn't know how to feel about a young woman appearing in a single man's home.
"Lijuan, who is it?"
Xie Tuoyu's voice came from inside the house. The woman named Lijuan turned around and replied in dialect.
He turned to Yi Mu, frowned, and was about to close the door.
Yi Mu raised his hand to block the door, and at the same time, Xie Tuoyu walked to the door.
Their eyes met for a moment, but the previous tenderness was gone, and the atmosphere was a bit cold.
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