It wasn't easy?
"Heh." Ji Muhan's lips curled into a cold sneer, and she said in a slightly mocking tone, "I remember you told me the month before last that you had met your true love."
Li Chuan wrinkled his nose awkwardly, "That's different."
Ji Muhan felt it was a waste of time not even to glance at him, and continued striding forward, inwardly scoffing at his words and offering no comment.
"You don't believe me?" Li Chuan said anxiously, "I mean seriously. The moment I saw her just now, I clearly felt my heart almost stop. Tell me, what else could that be but true love?"
Even now, he can still remember the wonderful feeling that girl gave him.
"...If I remember correctly, you always say the same thing, and the result is..." Ji Muhan raised an eyebrow nonchalantly, making a casual gesture sound like that of an angel untouched by worldly affairs, with a hint of mockery between his brows.
Li Chuan felt a chill run down his spine, and couldn't help but shudder. He finally broke into a smile, "Okay, you found out."
Although the girl from earlier was indeed exceptional in terms of temperament and appearance, she wasn't his type!
"But speaking of which, Mu Han, don't you think your reaction just now was a bit over the top?" Li Chuan frowned, somewhat puzzled. "Is that girl your type?"
Ji Muhan glanced at him indifferently.
Li Chuan was immediately intimidated by the coldness in his eyes and raised his hands in surrender, saying, "Okay, okay, I won't say anything more."
Judging from his expression, you can tell that the girl has no chance.
But it's no wonder, every time they went to a bar, while everyone else was surrounded by all sorts of hostesses, Ji Muhan always sat alone in a corner, looking at them expressionlessly, as indifferent as a cold, unapproachable wooden figure.
He has absolutely no romantic feelings for anyone, and no matter how beautiful or scantily clad a woman is, she cannot move him.
It's strange, really. No matter what type of woman was in front of him, Mu Han's gaze was always calm and indifferent, as if he always had only one expression.
That is, no expression...
—This is the dividing line between Mo Xiaoqing's overthinking—
Mo Xiaoqing cautiously crept into the auditorium and found the seats where Li Qian and the others were sitting.
"Qingqing, you're here." Jiang Wenjing had just finished talking to Ji Yao when she turned around and found someone else beside her, so she couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
Although the sound wasn't loud, it was quite noticeable in the auditorium where only the speaker on the podium could be heard.
Mo Xiaoqing quickly pulled her aside.
"I'm sorry," Jiang Wenjing said somewhat awkwardly, apologizing to the students who were looking around.
"Why did you get up so late?" Jiang Wenjing asked curiously.
She clearly remembered that when she returned to the dormitory yesterday, Mo Xiaoqing was already asleep, so she shouldn't have gotten up so late.
Mo Xiaoqing's eyes flickered, and she vaguely made up an excuse to brush it off.
Just as she was about to ask when it would end, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of the person sitting in the front row. Perhaps to accommodate the person next to him, he lowered his head slightly, lazily resting one hand on the table, his slender fingers rhythmically tapping the surface. His light blue plaid shirt stood out, and even Mo Xiaoqing, who was sitting nearly ten rows away from him, could sense the faint sense of aloofness.
I couldn't help but be stunned.
What's he doing here?
"Yaoyao was just saying she'd treat you to dinner later, and I was planning to call you after this is all over."
"Maybe I shouldn't go?" Mo Xiaoqing's eyes kept drifting in one direction. Even though she could only see the back of his head, she still couldn't control herself...
If it weren't for the fact that the person sitting next to him was their department professor, she would have really wanted to touch him and sit down next to him.
"Why don't you go?" Jiang Wenjing asked, surprised and slightly puzzled, looking at Mo Xiaoqing. "Didn't your last book already finish?"
Mo Xiaoqing was about to answer when she heard her say, "Have you started another project?! Do you have to work so hard?"
"..."
Speaking of her new novel, she seems to have only come up with the outline and the beginning these days, but nothing else!
Could she say that she was so captivated by beauty that her mind was a jumbled mess, making it impossible for her to calm down and write?
Let's forget about it then.
Let this "beautiful" misunderstanding continue.
"I didn't sleep well last night. I want to go back to my dorm to catch up on sleep after this is over. I won't go for dinner."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Wenjing immediately objected, "We haven't gotten together in a long time, we have to go, there's no room for discussion."
Mo Xiaoqing, ...
Since you've already said that, what else can she say?
Seeing her resolute attitude, Mo Xiaoqing knew she couldn't refuse, so she had no choice but to give up. She immediately looked ahead, only to find that the person who had been sitting there was no longer there.
Hmm.
He didn't have time to think about anything else, so he hurriedly left a message saying he had something to do and immediately slipped away.
——
"Have you seen the professor?" Li Chuan leaned against the wall, arms crossed, and raised an eyebrow as he looked at Ji Muhan walking out of the auditorium.
"Mm," Ji Muhan responded faintly.
Li Chuan was already used to Ji Muhan's indifferent nature. He had been like this since the first day he met him, showing no interest in anything, as if nothing and no one could pique his interest.
"How many days off are you taking this time?" Li Chuan abruptly changed the subject, abandoning his previous joking manner in favor of a serious expression.
Since Grandpa Ji suddenly collapsed and was hospitalized half a month ago, Mu Han has been on leave from the army and returned home. It has been half a month since then.
Normally, he would have returned to his unit after a maximum of three days off, but this time there has been no movement for half a month.
He originally thought that Mu Han wanted to wait for Grandpa Ji to wake up before returning to the team, but now it seems that's not the case. This quietness is a bit abnormal.
Something's not right!
"Hasn't the old man recovered? But you haven't made a move. Doesn't Qianglang have a clear rule that combat personnel cannot take leave for more than half a month unless there are special circumstances?"
So... are you planning to be discharged from the military?
The second half of the sentence stuck in Li Chuan's throat, and he couldn't utter it no matter what he tried.
Aside from pursing her lips at the beginning, Ji Muhan remained silent throughout, not uttering a single word.
He knew Mu Han's dedication to the military and clearly understood how important the military was to him.
Mu Han is indifferent and aloof, and he doesn't easily take people to heart, but because of this, he is also exceptionally sentimental.
Since his uncle and aunt's accident, the only important person in his world has been his grandfather. Now that his grandfather's health is failing, as the only heir of the eldest son's family, it is Ji Muhan's responsibility to take over the company.
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