“Hey, Xiaohui, don’t leak those photos. Keep them saved for me first.”
After deliberating for a moment, Su Mu placed a phone call back to her.
“What are you planning to do? Get revenge on your scumbag ex-fiancé?”
“Yeah. I can’t stomach this insult, so I have to give it everything I’ve got to get my revenge!”
By becoming the woman he yearns for, yet can never possess.
Hmm…
Never possessing her was guaranteed.
As for ‘yearning’…
With his family ruined and his business destroyed, he’d naturally harbor deep resentment for her—which could be considered a form of yearning as well!
“Little cutie, harboring resentment counts as yearning too, right?”
The corners of Su Mu’s lips curved into a rare, beaming smile.
w-444: “…”
Sob sob sob~
This was completely contrary to the true essence of a Romance System! A system’s life was so hard…
System w-444 chewed on its handkerchief, filled with silent resentment inside.
“Hmm?”
Su Mu let out a low hum, the pitch of her voice shooting up slightly. System w-444 shivered and frantically nodded its head non-stop.
w-444: “It counts, it counts, it definitely counts!”
“Getting revenge for what?”
Just as Su Mu was preparing to lie back down to get a bit more sleep, her bedroom door was suddenly pushed open, a deep, magnetic voice echoing near her ear.
Looking up, she saw Su Chen dressed in casual lounge clothes, wearing a yellow duck apron over his outfit, holding a glass of warm milk in his hand.
Su Mu: “…Xiaohui, I’m hanging up now.”
Disconnecting the call, Su Mu knit her brows slightly as she stared at Su Chen.
“This is my bedroom. You cannot enter without knocking first.”
“Alright, I’ll knock next time. Drink a glass of milk before coming downstairs for breakfast.”
Su Chen accepted her condition with a soft smile lingering at the corners of his lips.
Su Mu instinctively took the glass of milk and took a sip, only to realize…
Something felt off.
“I haven’t brushed my teeth yet.”
Setting the glass down heavily on the nightstand, Su Mu grabbed a set of clothes and held them to her chest as she darted into the bathroom.
As she brushed her teeth, realization suddenly dawned on her.
Knock next time? There’s a next time?!
Wait, why was he barging into her bedroom in the first place?!
After quickly washing up and throwing on her clothes, Su Mu walked downstairs to find that Su Chen had already set up breakfast—a meal prepared for two.
Meanwhile, her parents—who usually loved to flaunt their romantic devotion to each other at the dining table—were nowhere to be seen today.
Nor was Auntie Liu…
“Where are Mom and Dad?”
“I’m heading to the main corporate headquarters today. Mom and Dad flew abroad overnight on a vacation.”
And he had personally seen them off at the airport!
Su Chen’s dark eyes rested on Su Mu, filled with deep, indulgeful affection.
Su Mu: “…”
Was it really necessary… to leave overnight?
“Then where’s Auntie Liu?”
“Auntie Liu isn’t feeling well, so she took a leave of absence for a while.”
The smile at the corners of Su Chen’s lips broadened even further. He pulled out a chair and gestured for Su Mu to sit down and eat.
Su Mu froze for a moment.
She clearly remembered…
Yesterday, Auntie Liu had cooked sweet and sour pork ribs, wielding a massive cleaver to chop through the bones with fierce strength. How on earth did she suddenly become unwell today?
“Is Auntie Liu alright then?” Su Mu asked casually as she sat down in the chair.
“She’s fine. She’ll be good after getting some rest.”
Standing behind Su Mu, Su Chen lightly draped an arm past her shoulder and used a pair of chopsticks to place two steamed buns onto her plate.
Su Mu shifted her shoulders. Even though he wasn’t leaning his weight on her, the overwhelming sense of pressure still made her feel uncomfortable.
“Don’t stand right here. I can’t eat comfortably.”
“Alright.”
Without withholding the smile on his face, Su Chen softly planted a gentle kiss against the side of Su Mu’s cheek before taking a seat beside her.
Su Mu: “…”
Whipping her head around, she saw that Su Chen was already eating his breakfast in quiet composure.
Su Mu touched the side of her face, her brows knitting into a tight frown.
“Why did you kiss me?!”
“Be good. Don’t talk while you eat.”
Su Chen merely stroked Su Mu’s smooth long hair, the warm curvature at the corners of his lips not fading in the slightest.
Su Mu rolled her eyes speechlessly.
Because she had to continue learning under Su Chen, Su Mu’s position remained as Su Chen’s secretary. The two were being transferred to the main corporate headquarters today.
However, there were bound to be plenty of tough nuts to crack over at headquarters, which meant today was guaranteed to bring another headache.
Besides, hardly anyone at headquarters likely recognized her. The original owner had been ridiculously familiar with the Shen Corporation, yet she didn’t even know which way her own family’s company gates opened.
Once the two finished breakfast, Su Mu looked at the dirty dishes on the table and then at Su Chen.
There was no one else at home—who was going to handle these?
“Just leave them here. The housekeeping service will come over later to clean it up together.”
“Oh.”
Su Mu offered a flat, indifferent response.
The happiness of the rich was truly just that simple.
“The Secretarial Department is recruiting today. Go over and keep an eye on things.”
Inside the car, Su Chen offered a word of instruction.
Su Mu, however, didn’t know much about this area.
“Didn’t you just arrive at headquarters? Why are you recruiting already?”
“I’ve done my homework, of course. Otherwise, if I come completely unprepared, those old foxes at the company won’t show any mercy.”
If a new president lost his authority on day one, managing the employees underneath would become infinitely harder.
“A company contains far too many twists and turns—factions, cliques, and differing management layers above. Sometimes, official documents issued from the top don’t even make it down to the bottom.”
Su Chen massaged his temples. On top of this, he still had matters over in Country M to deal with, leaving him with very little time to rest each day.
“How did it end up like ancient political factionalism?”
“Isn’t that exactly what it is?”
Su Chen let out a soft chuckle.
When viewed on a larger scale, modern society was no different from the feudal monarchies of ancient times; from past to present, the underlying structure of society had never truly changed.
They arrived at the company very quickly. Su Mu, dressed in sharp business attire, followed behind Su Chen while carrying a stack of files in her arms.
Processing these files was even more exhausting than killing people.
While Su Chen was busy heading into meetings and Yin Wenbo was swamped with various tasks, Su Mu was left alone to oversee the HR Department’s recruitment process.
It had to be said that the Su Corporation’s internal operations indeed harbored a multitude of issues; in just a single day, Su Mu had already uncovered numerous problems.
Take the simplest attendance system, for instance—certain members of management could show up half an hour or even an hour late without facing any consequences whatsoever.
This clearly indicated a flaw in the company’s internal management framework. Although the company was still functioning properly and no major chaos had erupted yet, three feet of ice wasn’t formed in a single day’s freeze.
Su Mu pressed her lips together, keeping her thoughts to herself for the time being.
In recent years, Father Su’s health had been declining year by year. He had only one daughter under his name, and his adopted son’s true capabilities abroad were unknown to outsiders.
The high-ranking executives in the company couldn’t help but let their minds wander with ambition.
No wonder Father Su had been so impatient to recall Su Chen the moment he witnessed his capabilities.
The company desperately needed an heir to take charge!
Recruitment over at HR proceeded in an orderly manner. Su Mu’s job was to select a final batch of candidates and bring them over for Su Chen to make the personal pick himself.
Only…
How on earth did Xiang Qing and her good best friend, Song Shan, end up here?
The very first person to walk in was Song Shan. The moment Song Shan caught sight of Su Mu sitting directly across from her, her entire mind went completely blank.
University A was by no means an elite school for aristocrats, and the original owner of this body had never gone around flaunting her identity.
Coupled with Father Su’s intentional concealment—not wanting her to receive special treatment at school—very few people knew her true background. But as for Song Shan… wasn’t she Xiang Qing’s best friend? Had Xiang Qing never told her?
Seeing this, Su Mu couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow.
Now this was getting interesting.
A best friend of one or two years had never revealed Su Mu’s identity to her, allowing her to recklessly confront and insult Su Mu like that—wasn’t she afraid of offending someone powerful?
Song Shan probably only assumed Su Mu was wealthy, having no idea she was actually the daughter of the Su family!
The Su Corporation ranked among the Fortune 500, offering fantastic benefits and compensation; naturally, countless people wished to join.
And now…
Su Mu wasn’t about to play any “unbiased, impartial treatment” game. If someone pissed her off, why on earth should she let them in?!