A week later, after completing the final tasks in Jiangcheng, Lu Muqian immediately took An Yin back to Rongcheng.
During this period, the man had been working overtime to finalize plans while constantly monitoring the stock prices of Lu Corporation’s branch. Finally, there was improvement. Simultaneously, he secretly had people investigate who was stirring trouble within the branch company. The investigation revealed numerous individuals involved – it was shocking how many emerged once they started looking.
Before returning, he conducted a thorough review, retaining only those who had genuinely worked for the company but never received promotions. He both promoted them and raised their salaries.
Later, a new batch of employees was recruited under strict requirements, with only those passing multiple selection rounds being hired.
Rongcheng!
The helicopter circled above Wanyuan Estate, its blades spinning incessantly. The surrounding birds scattered in fright, and An Yin was awakened by the roaring noise. Without opening her eyes, her drowsy mind murmured through slightly parted lips,
“Are we home?”
“Yes, we’re home. Keep sleeping, I’ll carry you inside later.”
“Okay!”
…………
By evening, when An Yin woke up, the outside scenery was already enveloped in darkness. She hadn’t realized she’d slept so long.
After returning, Lu Muqian didn’t rest with her but went to Lu Corporation to handle work. Coming back to find the young woman still asleep, he proceeded to his study to deal with documents, subsequently spending the remainder of his time in a cross-border conference.
After getting up, An Yin instinctively went to the study looking for Lu Muqian. Finding the door slightly ajar, she entered without knocking.
The man wore gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, a Bluetooth earpiece in his ear, with his clasped hands supporting his chin. His eyes narrowed slightly as he gazed expressionlessly at the computer screen.
Approaching him, An Yin unconsciously displayed post-sleep clinginess, her voice soft and sweet as she requested, “Hug me～”
Before Lu Muqian could end the meeting, a delicate figure suddenly nestled into his arms under the watchful eyes of numerous foreigners on screen.
An Yin remained completely unaware of the astonished faces filling the computer screen behind her.
After someone on screen said something, Lu Muqian responded in English with an amused tone, “Yes, this is my wife!”
The moment these words were spoken, An Yin – who had seemed barely awake – suddenly lifted her head from Lu Muqian’s neck. Seeing the laughter in his eyes, she stiffly turned her head with dawning horror toward the screen…
Oh no. Without looking she wouldn’t have known, but now she saw – the screen was filled with faces, all watching them with amused smiles. The moment this registered, An Yin immediately buried her face back into Lu Muqian’s neck and shoulder, her embarrassment so intense she wished she could vanish beneath the desk.
Lu Muqian then said something that made the girl in his arms blush even deeper: “Sorry, that’s all for this meeting. My wife is a bit shy, I need to comfort her!”
Hearing the snap of the laptop closing, An Yin knew the meeting had ended. She abruptly lifted her head, quickly slipped off the man’s lap, and scampered back to the bedroom.
Lu Muqian understood she was embarrassed. The young woman was easily flustered – he needed to go comfort her.
In the bedroom, a small area on the bed was slightly raised, as if that could cover up the momentary embarrassment. The man approached, sat by the bed, and reached out to pull the blanket.
“Yinyin, come out. You’ll suffocate in there.”
“No! You didn’t tell me you were in a meeting earlier, making me so embarrassed. I won’t come out just so you can laugh at me.”
The girl’s muffled voice came from under the blanket as she tightened her grip on the covers over her head.
“I won’t laugh. There’s nothing to be embarrassed about. They all said you were adorable.”
“Really?”
“Really.”
“No, I still feel awkward about it. My entrance was all wrong—it was so humiliating.”
She had just woken up at that time; her hair must have been messy and completely unkempt.
“Don’t be upset. Next time, I’ll let Yinyin know in advance.”
“You think there’ll be a next time? Not happening.”
Just as Lu Muqian was about to say more, the phone lying on the bed rang abruptly.
Lu Muqian kindly reached out with his large hand to retrieve An Yin’s phone for her. As he handed it over, he happened to catch a glimpse of the caller’s name: Han Xuan.
The man’s handsome brows suddenly furrowed, and an inexplicable chill emanated from his entire being. He restrained the impulse to fling the phone away.
An Yin didn’t know who was calling, but she noticed how Lu Muqian’s previously warm and gentle demeanor had clearly turned angry upon seeing the caller’s name.
She took the phone and saw it was Han Xuan? So it was him—no wonder he was upset.
“Hello.”
An Yin pressed the answer button and put the call on speakerphone. At the same time, she grabbed the man’s hand, preventing him from turning to leave. He clearly cared but was trying to hide it.
“Hello, A Yin, it’s me, Han Xuan.”
Hearing how intimately the person on the screen addressed An Yin, Lu Muqian’s hand subtly clenched behind his back.
A Yin? How dare he call her that.
“I know. What can I do for you, President Han?” An Yin consciously distanced their relationship, maintaining politeness while creating space.
“Oh, I heard you’re back from your business trip. Would you have time to meet and discuss the collaboration?”
“President Han, all matters regarding the collaboration are fully handled by my partner, Jiang Mengyue. If you have any questions, you can communicate directly with her.”
“A Yin, your voice sounds a bit off. Are you sick?”
“No, I’m perfectly fine. Also, we’re not that close. Please call me An Yin from now on, or my husband might misunderstand.”
As An Yin said this, she locked eyes with Lu Muqian, as if telling him that her eyes were only for him.
“Sorry, I slipped up. I’ll be more careful.”
“Alright, President Han, if there’s nothing else, I’ll hang up now. I need to go comfort someone.”
After hanging up, An Yin looked at the man standing before her, who was gazing at her with a faint, teasing smile.
“How is Yinyin going to comfort me? Hmm?”
An Yin pretended not to understand immediately and deliberately changed the subject. “I’m hungry…”
“After you comfort me, I’ll take Baby out for dinner!”
“Mmm…”
The atmosphere shifted abruptly. Originally, it was Lu Muqian who had come to comfort her, but in the span of that phone call, the roles had reversed. An Yin found herself swept into the moonlight by the man before her…