Trespassing
Mu Qingyan was smiling.
Whether looking from Vasile Guan or Kinsley's perspective, Mu Qingyan was facing away from the light, her watery eyes hidden in the shadows, unfathomable.
But the smile on that face was definitely not an illusion.
Vasile Guan could even tell that it was completely different from the polite and pretentious smile she wore when facing him, and Mu Qingyan's personality was definitely not that of a woman who liked to laugh.
Her smile now is absolutely sincere.
Kinsley naturally felt this sincerity the most deeply.
His heart, which had been tossed up and down by the other person's every move since he met her, seemed to have finally settled down. The familiar tolerance and preference that he had only seen in his dreams since he was 13 made him stare at the other person in a daze, unable to say a word.
Fortunately, Tanaka stepped forward and moved the glass of wine away.
Kinsley smiled disguisingly and obediently picked up the other cup and brought it to his mouth.
The warm liquid touched the tip of my tongue, without any stimulation of alcohol, and it was a sour and sweet taste that I hadn't tasted in many years.
His eyes widened instantly.
——This is not wine at all.
The high-quality sparkling water produced in the small town of San Pellegrino, combined with Quebec's Grade A maple syrup known as "liquid gold", and other fruit and vegetable ingredients, after drinking a whole cup, Kinsley's battered stomach finally felt better.
He savored it secretly and found that there seemed to be a hint of bitterness in it. He didn't know what medicine was added to it, but it was not unpalatable.
But there is no doubt that this was all arranged by his family Yanyan.
Then he would be willing to drink the whole bottle.
Chen Chuxuan watched her brother drink three glasses of wine in a row without frowning or saying anything to stop him. She knew Qingyan would not harm Ayin.
Mu Qingyan, who sat back down, could feel someone's burning gaze on her but she did not respond, as if nothing had happened, as if someone else had calculated everything carefully, mixed the potion, and secretly sent it to Kinsley.
Thinking it was almost time, she finished the little wine left in her glass and turned it upside down on the table.
With just this one action, Kinsley, who was about to ask Tanaka to pour him a fourth cup, suddenly changed his mind. He quickly covered the cup and stopped drinking.
Mu Qingyan didn't even look in that direction. He just nodded to the others and said to Shen Chuxuan:
"Vice President, I'll leave it to you from now on. I might need a break."
…
Be brief and keep the balance between relaxation and tension.
Although as Dustin and York said, Mu Qingyan's madness in certain things often makes them doubt the "golden mean" that has existed in Eastern civilization since ancient times.
But based on Mu Qingyan's understanding of herself, she still adheres to this eight-character motto.
Of course, she left in time not because she was afraid of getting into trouble, but because she was worried that if she continued like this, someone would be completely exposed and would not be able to continue the "pretending to be unfamiliar" act, which would not end well.
After returning to the room, she changed out of her dress, took a shower, and replied to a few emails. The alcohol was almost gone - this might be the only blessing in disguise. Her extremely fast metabolic rate made her not know how much she needed to drink to get drunk.
While she was still in good spirits, she turned on her computer and terminal and started to deal with the remaining work.
By the way, I saw the message in the encrypted channel -
【Yan, go to bed early and don't stay up late. 】
This was the first reminder I received from Kins after arriving at the port area.
It was said that when she received Chu Xin's invitation in the laboratory, Kins happened to have injured his arm in the greenhouse area.
There was no need for that area to exist, but the robot's own knowledge system and logic made Kins dare not trust the food from outside that was added with countless chemical ingredients, and it became self-sufficient.
Mu Qingyan knew that the other party was also considering her health, and the laboratory was large enough that it would be no problem to set aside a part of it to grow some fun things, so she did not stop him.
But Kins has always been careful enough, but he was accidentally injured by the tools that day. Mu Qingyan was naturally heartbroken when he saw the twisted arm tubes and the damaged external covering.
It just so happened that the new bionic protoplasm experiment she was researching was successful and could come in handy.
But even Mu Qingyan herself could not have imagined that just as she was about to start repairing, Kins made a very abrupt request:
"Yan, I think it's best if you don't show up right now, so Minato, can you please not go?"
She admitted that she came here not only to accompany Chu Xin in organizing the trade fair, but also to meet Kinsley. However, according to common sense, this was not a big deal, and she could ensure her safety with her abilities.
Unexpectedly, Kins's reaction was so strange that the two failed to reach an agreement and almost parted ways on bad terms.
This is also what gives Mu Qingyan a headache.
Ever since Kins was born in his teacher's hands, he has been operating with a cognitive and logical system that surpasses that of ordinary advanced autonomous robots. He takes care of her daily life, improves experimental data, tries his best to help her resolve crises, and repairs the damage to the body caused by fire in the charging cabin day after day.
In most cases, he never interfered with Mu Qingyan's thoughts and decisions.
For example, the message just now reminding her to go to bed early.
In the past, she had been on a business trip for as long as a month for Yan's work, and she had never received such a special message expressing concern.
Because according to Kins' logic, it would be fine if Mu Qingyan was within his sight, but in this situation where they were far apart, even if he sent a message, it would depend entirely on whether the other party was willing to follow his instructions, so he would not do such a unnecessary act.
And now, not only did he hide in the charging cabin and not show up when Mu Qingyan decided to set off, he also solemnly activated the encrypted transmission channel just to let her go to bed early. This could not but arouse her concern.
Now, should I respond?
"well…"
The phone was thrown back on the table.
This was an unprecedented experience. For a long time, Mu Qingyan still couldn't type a single word.
In the end, she could only comfort herself that too many things happened today, causing her brain to slow down and she had no clue.
——After all, let’s talk in person after we get back…
In order to relax her tense nerves, she turned on the record player in the room, and because of this she remembered the video file she had received from Mr. Tanaka not long ago.
——It’s Kinsley’s concert this afternoon.
It hasn't been edited yet, but all the footage shot by all the cameras at the Hong Kong Coliseum is included frame by frame. Mu Qingyan hesitated for a few seconds and clicked on the version that was right in front of her face.
The exploding cheers in my ears, the rapidly changing lights and shadows, the clear voice ringing out amidst the melody and drum beats, and the figure in the center of the stage that can pull at the heartstrings of all the fans -
It was Xiao Yin again, whom she had never seen in person.
In fact, ever since this kid held a meet-and-greet in a small place and the seats were not full, Mu Qingyan had done a lot of things to spend money to fill the venue, and also used his own connections to connect him with performing resources through various channels.
Later, when tickets were hard to come by and even the fan meeting was held abroad, she would still buy many tickets with the best views, telling herself over and over again, "I must go this time", but still give the tickets away at the last second, allowing those lucky people to witness Xiao Yin's increasingly gorgeous transformation on her behalf.
Therefore, even if Mu Qingyan would buy various discs such as Blu-ray, limited edition, commemorative edition, etc. in the future, she would still be like now, only able to touch this somewhat unfamiliar Kinsley through a screen.
Entertainment media outlets, big and small, flooded the show with publicity, with countless praises appearing on trending searches and front-page headlines, such as "a collision of tenacity and warmth" and "a feast that draws the soul away."
Mu Qingyan envied them for being able to write such sentences. She read through them one by one until her eyes hurt and tears came to her eyes.
Then, just as she was about to rest, feeling exhausted and unable to do anything, the phone on the table suddenly sounded an urgent alert, followed by the AI's voice:
"Boss, someone forced their way into the room."
Out of consideration for the privacy of some customers, this hotel has no surveillance in any area, including corridors, terraces, swimming pools, etc. from the 40th floor onwards.
Mu Qingyan was not worried about this because she had already set up several protective measures in her room in advance, and the AI had been running smoothly and keeping track of the movements of the entire floor.
Naturally, abnormal situations have been detected at the moment.
After the prompt ended, the sound of the electronic door lock opening was heard from outside.
Being able to come in so smoothly, it seems that he is from quite an important background.
She put on her watch and walked out calmly.
Then, when I saw a big star wearing a black windbreaker, a hat and a mask, and his dog sneakily pushing open the door, I was completely speechless.
Kinsley didn't seem to realize that she was still awake. He froze in his place and stared at her. Fortunately, K's words broke the strange atmosphere.
"Boss, there are other people appearing in the corridor. Do we need to take any action?"
Mu Qingyan took a few steps forward and pulled the person in, quickly closing the door. Before the person could stand firm and ask any questions, the doorbell rang throughout the room.
She pushed Kinsley against the wall, covered her mask with her hand to stop him from speaking, and after counting a few seconds, she calmly asked:
"who?"
"Yan, it's me, are you asleep?"
Vasile Guan's voice caused Kinsley, who had been standing obediently, to react greatly. Mu Qingyan could see the anger that instantly gathered in the only big eyes exposed under the hat.
One hand then grasped her lower back, and Kinsley clasped her wrist with his other hand, as if trying to break free.
"Shh-"
Mu Qingyan had no choice but to move closer and increase the strength in her hands. The huge height difference made her only able to whisper into the man's chest:
"Don't talk!"
The struggle stopped instantly.
Mu Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief and continued to answer the person who asked the question:
"Dr. Guan, it's so late, what's going on?"
"Oh, that's right. Vice President Shen said you seemed to have caught a cold. As a doctor, it's not easy for me to just stand by and watch. I brought some spare medicine with me. Maybe you'll feel better after taking some."
"Thank you, but...hiss..." Mu Qingyan didn't finish the sentence coherently as she almost bit her tongue due to a sharp pain.
A certain "culprit" took off his hat and mask while she was not paying attention, and her hand that was covering his mouth and nose was now openly pinched, and the soft flesh on the outside of her palm fell directly into the enemy's mouth.
Without the cover, his handsome face was exposed with an expression of unwillingness.
When the naughty kid grows up, he really dares to bite anything, but Mu Qingyan couldn't get angry at the moment, so he could only raise his other hand and rub the boy's neck a few times to comfort him.
"Yan, are you okay? If you're really uncomfortable, it's better not to force yourself."
Mu Qingyan coughed lightly:
"I'm fine, Doctor Guan. I've already taken my medicine and am just about to go to bed. Thank you for your kindness. I can only thank you in person tomorrow. Now, please go back!"
The tone was polite but unyielding.
There was silence outside the door for a few seconds, and finally he said:
"Okay, Yan, we'll see you tomorrow. Have a good rest."
The footsteps gradually faded away, and Mu Qingyan finally felt relieved.
But today is not destined to end so easily.
She had expected this when her waist was grabbed and she seemed to be lifted up and slammed against the wall. She closed her eyes resignedly.
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