Ruan Mi came out of the restroom, still thinking about this.
She’d even forgotten about Zhang Nan waiting for her until a large hand grabbed her, bringing her back to reality.
“Miss, are you alone? Want to have a drink with me?”
Ruan Mi stared at the man before her, momentarily stunned.
That voice, that tone—wasn’t that the man who’d been talking to Zhou Mei earlier?
Ruan Mi looked him up and down.
He was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with three different colored hairs and three earrings.
He had fair skin and was quite handsome.
But he looked like a petty thug.
Zhou Mei actually had a child with this kind of man?
Did Zhou Mei go abroad for this man?
Ruan Mi quickly dismissed the thought.
With Zhou Mei’s proud and arrogant personality, how could she possibly choose someone like this?
“Beautiful lady, have you seen enough? If not, I’ll find you a place to take a closer look later.”
He reached out to touch Ruan Mi’s face, but Ruan Mi snapped out of her daze and slapped him.
The man’s hand was deflected.
“Oh, quite the spirited girl, I like that, it’ll be more fun to play with her later.”
He grinned and began to force himself on her.
Before Ruan Mi could retaliate, the man was punched, and her wrist was grabbed and pulled aside.
Ruan Mi looked up, wanting to say thank you, but what she saw was Mu Xiubai.
The word “thank you” stuck in her throat.
“Damn it, who the hell hit me?”
The man spat, cursing, and swung at Mu Xiubai’s face.
The two quickly started fighting.
Ruan Mi instinctively retreated to a safe distance; let him fight, as long as she wasn’t caught in the crossfire.
However, it seemed this man didn’t recognize Mu Xiubai.
Just as the two were getting intimate, Zhang Nan followed the sound and arrived, along with the club’s management.
They quickly separated them.
Both were bruised and battered, with injuries all over their faces.
Although Mu Xiubai looked tall and strong, he was actually quite weak and was more seriously injured than the man.
Seeing that Ruan Mi was alright, Zhang Nan breathed a sigh of relief and approached her, asking, “What happened?”
Ruan Mi shrugged.
“It’s not my fault.”
“Since you’re alright, let’s go. President Bo and President Xie are here.”
Ruan Mi turned around, somewhat surprised.
“Who did you say?”
She couldn’t have misheard, could she?
Bo Ye and Xie Jingchen.
Zhang Nan smiled faintly.
“You heard right. Let’s go, or they’ll be looking for us soon.”
Ruan Mi’s hands trembled slightly.
Didn’t Bo Ye say he wasn’t coming?
Then what about her ordering male models…?
Zhang Nan pulled her to leave, but Mu Xiubai stepped forward and blocked their way.
“Are you alright? Did he hurt you?”
His voice was gentle, his eyes full of concern.
Ruan Mi stared at Mu Xiubai as if he were an idiot.
Had he been knocked senseless?
Mu Xiubai was actually concerned about her?
Ruan Mi: “It’s nothing. It seems like you’re the one who’s hurt. You should go and get it done!”
He shouldn’t be hanging around in front of her; he looks terrible, and she’d have nightmares.
Mu Xiubai’s thin lips curved slightly; he seemed to be in a good mood.
“It’s nothing, don’t worry, it’s just a minor injury. As long as you’re alright, that’s all that matters.”
It seemed Ruan Mi still cared about him and hadn’t forgotten his injuries from tonight.
Ruan Mi frowned.
Since the last incident, Mu Xiubai’s attitude had completely changed.
He changed his number every day, showering her with concern.
Ruan Mi’s expression turned colder: “Since you’re alright, I’ll be going now.”
Mu Xiubai quickly stepped forward and stopped her again.
“Wait, my birthday is in a couple of days, and you always help me celebrate it every year.
This year, could you…?”
Ruan Mi interrupted immediately.
“No, I’m busy,”
Mu Xiubai quickly explained.
“Don’t misunderstand. You know the company’s stock has been quite volatile lately. If news of our marital discord spreads, it will really impact the company’s prospects. If you help me get through this, I’ll definitely issue a statement saying we had a peaceful divorce when we get divorced, minimizing the impact on the company.”
Ruan Mi raised her eyes slightly.
During this period, taking advantage of the stock market volatility at Mu’s Group, Zhang Nan had acquired a significant amount of Mu’s Group shares for her.
If Mu’s Group’s stock continued to be affected, it wouldn’t benefit her future management.
It was just a show; she could agree for the money.
Ruan Mi sighed,
“It’s not impossible, but why should I help you? I don’t get anything out of it.”
Seeing Ruan Mi relent, Mu Xiubai quickly promised,
“What do you want? Anything I can give, I’ll give.”
“Anything?”
“Yes, anything I can give.”
Ruan Mi chuckled, her lips curving upwards,
“If I wanted five percent of the company’s shares, would you agree?”
Mu Xiubai’s smiling face instantly vanished.
Ruan Mi scoffed,
“I can’t give it to you, what are you talking about? Fine, since that’s the case…”
“Okay, I’ll give it to you, as long as you personally organize the event for me, I’ll give you the share transfer certificate on the day.”
Mu Xiubai actually agreed; she was just testing the waters, she was even prepared to ask for money.
Ruan Mi smiled brightly,
“I can only say I will attend.”
Meanwhile, Bo Ye, sitting on the second floor, coldly observed everything, his thin lips tightly pressed together, a storm brewing in his eyes.
Xie Jingchen smiled, “What? Aren’t you going down to check?”
Bo Ye didn’t speak, just kept drinking until the glass was empty before turning to look.
His eyes were devoid of any emotion.
Bo Ye: “You should worry about your relationship with Bo Yuan. When she wakes up, how are you going to explain your sudden disappearance back then?”
Xie Jingchen’s grip on his glass tightened, his gaze glancing at Bo Yuan sleeping beside him.
He downed his drink, then scooped Bo Yuan up and carried her upstairs.
Xie Jingchen suddenly stopped and turned back: “At least we love each other. And you? You’re still stuck in the same place.”
After uttering those hurtful words, he walked away with the woman in his arms.
With a crack, the glass in Bo Ye’s hand shattered. Tian
Yi: “…”
Just as he was about to clean up, he caught a glimpse of Ruan Mi rushing back out of the corner of his eye.
Tian Yi’s foot, already outstretched, was pulled back.
Ruan Mi jogged over to rescue Bo Yuan, trying to think of a solution as she went.
Her eyesight was excellent; she immediately spotted the handsome, serious face.
But she didn’t see Bo Yuan.
Ruan Mi’s heart skipped a beat. Oh no, had Bo Yuan been sent back?
She quickly stepped forward to explain, but then noticed Bo Ye’s bleeding hand.
She instantly forgot everything else.
Ruan Mi: “Brother… what happened to your hand?”
Bo Ye’s palm was cut by shards of glass, and drops of blood were falling.
Ruan Mi quickly picked up Bo Ye’s hand to check; shards of glass were embedded in his palm.
“Tianyi, go get the first-aid kit.”
Her tone was urgent, her eyes filled with concern.
So much broken glass; how much pain must he be in?
Bo Ye’s eyes were deep and dark, and he saw the concern in Ruan Mi’s eyes.
His previously fierce coldness melted away almost instantly.
He didn’t move, letting Ruan Mi treat him.