Ye Linhan also turned off his car engine and unexpectedly got out of the car at the same time as her. Han Muzi was confused. “President Han?”
“Let me send you up.” Ye Linhan gave a small smile. “You don’t look too well and I don’t feel safe to let you go up alone.” Han Muzi remained quiet.
She pinched her cheek because she did not believe that she looked that bad. This movement of hers was cute in his eyes. She was already a mother and yet her actions and behavior were sometimes done without prior thought.
He debated on whether he should reach out toward her, but he decided against doing so after some thought. “Come on, I’ll send you up.” Just as he was about to take a step forward, they were greeted by someone who hurriedly ran out.
It was Leng Yueyue. She reached Han Muzi’s side in a few steps and spoke, “Muzi, you’re finally back. I have something to discuss with you.” “What is it?”
Leng Yueyue shot Ye Linhan a glance and Han Muzi got the hint. She turned toward him and said, “President Han, thank you for your hospitality. Please allow me to return the favour when the opportunity arises.”
Since Leng Yueyue was already there, he did not say anything more about sending her up and only gave a small smile. “Okay then, I’ll keep that in mind. You could always return the favor now. How about I pick you up tonight and Han Yishu on the way?”
Han Muzi’s expression slightly changed. “There is no need. Today, I…”
“It’s decided then. I will pick you up after work.”
He did not give her the chance to refuse and left after speaking to her.
After he left, Han Muzi watched him leave with a headache and turned to Leng Yueyue. “Why were you looking for me?”
Leng Yueyue shook her head. “It wasn’t me looking for you. It was Young Master Ye.”
“What?”
Young Master Ye? Was she referring to Ye Moxuan?
With a light cough, Leng Yueyue asked awkwardly as they both watched his car leave. “Muzi, what’s your relationship with him? Are you dating him?”
Han Muzi furrowed her eyebrows, but before she could reply, Leng Yueyue spoke again, “Oh my, now’s not the time to talk about this as it isn’t important. I think you better head upstairs and get back to the office; Young Master Ye is waiting for you in your office.”
Leng Yueyue pushed her into an elevator as she said this.
“Wait. When you said Young Master Ye, are you referring to…?”
Was he not on a business trip? Why did he suddenly return and why was he in her office?
Why would someone who left without a word come running back here?
“Are there any other Young Master Ye?” she asked, looking at Han Muzi. “He has been waiting for you for a long time. I think about an hour.”
An hour?
Could he have arrived when she headed out with Ye Linhan?
“I’ll head on then!”
When the elevator doors opened, she returned to the floor where she was stationed. The elevator continued to rise to its intended floors.
After she got out of the elevator, Han Muzi stepped toward her office.
It was her own office, but Han Muzi struggled to breathe. She stood outside the door to her office in a daze and did not push open the door.
After standing there for what seemed like an eternity, Han Muzi finally sighed and reached out to open the door.
She thought that Ye Moxuan would be sitting at her desk with a cold look in his eyes. When she opened the door, the office was unexpectedly empty.
Han Muzi froze for a moment before she walked in.
Why was the office empty when he should have been here?
It was possible that Leng Yueyue lied to her, but what would she have gained from doing so? She walked in, feeling confused, and was about to close the office door when a figure suddenly appeared before her. Before Han Muzi was able to react, both of her hands were caught and pressed against the wall.
“Aah… mph.” Han Muzi wanted to scream for help when the person in front of her leaned down and pressed against her, sealing her lips in a rough kiss.
The familiar breath strongly enveloped her. Han Muzi opened her eyes wide, staring at the handsome face inches away from her own.
Ye Moxuan…
There was no one in the office earlier, so where did he come from?
Han Muzi was not in her right of frame to think about this with him passionately kissing her, demanding that she shower him with all of her attention. She craved to push him away from her, but he strongly resisted it.
Just as she thought that she was about to pass out from the lack of oxygen, he finally let her go and gasped against her forehead.
She sucked in fresh air like someone who was hungry. As her legs had turned into jelly from the kiss he stole, she only reached out and grabbed onto his shirt collar, leaning against him weakly.
“Did you miss me?”
He opened his mouth and with his voice low and deep, it captivated her.
Han Muzi opened her mouth, but he could not help himself but lower his head and kiss her on the corner of her lips. The kiss moved up gradually and landed on her nose before finally on the top of her eyes.
Han Muzi closed her eyes at his actions.
Something cooling touched her neck, as if there was something extra on her neck. At the same time, his lips moved from her eyes to the base of her ears.
The cooling sensation on her neck made her uncomfortable. Han Muzi, thinking of something suspicious, reached out a hand and touched a chain.
As she lowered her head, she saw a diamond pendant.
“You…”
Han Muzi lifted her head and unknowingly stared into his eyes.
“Do you like it?” Ye Moxuan’s thin lips curved into a smile. He closed his eyes, rubbing against her forehead with his warm breath against her face.
He grumbled under his breath almost immediately. “I specially selected it for you. Because of rushing back to see you, I have not slept in two days.”
Han Muzi was speechless.
Ye Moxuan, however, leaned on her shoulder and closed his eyes.
Han Muzi asked, “What are you doing?”
He was out of his mind if he planned to sleep on her shoulder while standing. She tried to push him, but he grabbed her waist and rubbed his face against her neck as he whispered, “Don’t move, let me stay like this for a while.”
The air was permeated by his masculine scent in the little space behind the door. She suddenly remembered the phone call from yesterday night after being embraced by him like that.
She blinked and moved her head slowly to smell his shirt.
His shirt was clean with the only scent in the air belonging to him.
Han Muzi refused to believe it and sniffed again, but all she smelt was his scent.
Something was not right at all. That girl had answered his phone for him and even said that he was in the shower. This meant that the two of them were in the same room, so how could he not bear the remnants of fragrances on him?
Was it possible that he changed his shirt before he came over?
While she thought to herself, a low chuckle came from her neck. “What are you sniffing?”
Han Muzi paused and hesitatingly met a pair of amused eyes.
He held her waist tightly and spoke with satisfaction dripping from his voice, “Do you know what you resemble right now?”
What did she resemble?
