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Due to the gradual arrival of Autumn Day, today's weather has lost its usual heat, making it less likely to cause annoyance.
Today, after the doctor checked and found no residual effects, Murong Lian, who had been hospitalized for a long time, was finally able to be discharged.
Mo Ming got up early in the morning, freshened up, and drove his sports car to the hospital to pick up Murong Lian.
This was Murong Lian's request; if he dared not come to pick her up upon discharge, Mo Ming would have to prepare for a life of celibacy. She emphasized that this was not a drill!
Upon arriving at the ward, he found that Murong Lian had changed out of her white hospital gown and into a black jumpsuit dress. The upper part was intricately designed with cutouts, revealing glimpses of purple lingerie underneath. Coupled with Murong Lian's stunning beauty, it was enough to drive countless men wild.
Murong Lian had nothing to take with her; according to her, those were filthy items that couldn't be brought along, or else she would have to be hospitalized again. The clothes she wore were bought by Lin Yuan'er.
Speaking of which, Mo Ming had a tough time last night. He had accompanied Lin Yuan'er shopping from six o'clock until midnight. Not only did they buy Murong Lian's dress, but they also purchased a whole bunch of outfits—some for Mo Ming and others for Lin Yuan'er herself.
As if that wasn't enough, Murong Lian insisted on having everything delivered that very night, which left Mo Ming utterly exhausted. When he returned home that night, he collapsed onto his bed and fell asleep immediately.
No matter how Mo Ming thought about it, he couldn't understand why he felt so tired from just shopping when training had been so exhausting yet didn't faze him. He began to wonder if he had become too accustomed to leisure and if his body was starting to deteriorate.
Seeing Mo Ming arrive, Murong Lian immediately covered her mouth and giggled, shaking slightly with laughter.
"Oh my gosh, I think you've had enough! Every time you see me lately, you act like this. Is it really that funny?" Mo Ming said in frustration.
"It really is funny! 'Brave Brother'!" Murong Lian continued laughing without any intention of stopping. She added, "You have no idea how cute you looked when you appeared on TV! Especially your serious expression—it really didn't look like you at all."
All of this was thanks to that infamous "Good Citizen Award."
Ever since Murong Lian was attacked last time, Fu Meng postponed the awarding of the "Good Citizen Award" for a while. Recently, when there was an opportunity, he immediately went ahead with it. Mo Ming ended up appearing on TV and spoke a lot of righteous words.
For several days afterward, whenever Mo Ming went out on the street, people chased him down for autographs, calling him "Brave Brother." What frustrated Mo Ming the most was being doxxed by everyone; however, none of the major tabloids dared to publish anything about it.
This was largely due to Fu Meng's stern warning against any magazine that invaded others' privacy; they were all shut down.
As time passed, Mo Ming gradually faded from everyone's sight, and few remembered the once-popular "Brave Brother." However, it was likely that Murong Lian would remember him for a lifetime.
"Hehe, laugh all you want. When you laugh so hard that you turn into an incredibly ugly old witch, don't say I didn't warn you," Mo Ming teased Murong Lian, maintaining his playful demeanor. "After all, old witches are always unwanted. If you don't mind, just keep laughing."
"Hmph, I'm not afraid of that. You can rest assured that I will laugh at you for a lifetime," Murong Lian scoffed, still smiling broadly as she mocked Mo Ming, the 'Brave Brother.'
Mo Ming's expression suddenly turned to one of surprise as he pointed at the corner of Murong Lian's eye and exclaimed, "That's terrifying! Murong Lian, do you have a mirror?"
"Ah, what's wrong?" Murong Lian asked, reaching up to touch her eye corner in confusion.
Mo Ming clicked his tongue and said, "I told you to stop laughing so much. Look at you; you have crow's feet now."
"No way..." Murong Lian's heart tightened as she hurried into the bathroom to check the mirror. After examining closely, she found no crow's feet and realized she had fallen for Mo Ming's trick.
Murong Lian stormed out of the bathroom with her claws bared, only to find that Mo Ming had already run away. "You bastard! How dare you scare me? Are you looking for death?"
"Hehe, I'm just giving you a warning. Keep laughing like that, and crow's feet won't be far behind."
Chasing after Mo Ming outside the building, she found no trace of him. After looking around, she spotted a luxurious sports car pulling up and thought it was some playboy. She instinctively stepped aside.
"Hey, Murong Lian! Are you getting in or not?" Mo Ming called out as he rolled down the car window and smiled at her. "If you're not getting in, I'm leaving. You can walk home by yourself."
With that, Mo Ming began to roll up the window.
"You jerk! How dare you..."
Furious, Murong Lian moved closer and was about to smash the window when the passenger door swung open.
"Alright, get in," Mo Ming said.
"Hmph, you wouldn't dare leave me behind."
Murong Lian angrily sat down, and the car door closed under Mo Ming's control.
"Where are we going now?" Mo Ming asked.
"Let's go to the company first. I've been away for so long; I need to check on it," Murong Lian said disdainfully, shooting a glare at Mo Ming. "I bet it's a complete mess. Hmph, I must have been out of my mind to let you manage my company."
Mo Ming remained noncommittal. "Then let's go to the company."
Starting the engine, the sports car made a sharp turn and perfectly drifted out of the hospital building, but Murong Lian was unprepared and slammed into the glass window.
"Bang!"
"Sorry about that," Mo Ming chuckled awkwardly. "But it's fine; my windows are bulletproof, so they won't break."
"Damn you, Mo Ming! I really want to make you a eunuch," Murong Lian fumed. "In your mind, what's more important: my head or your car's glass?"
Just as Mo Ming was about to respond with a grin, Murong Lian seemed to anticipate his words and added fiercely, "If you dare say the glass is more important, I'll smash it no matter what."
"Since you're threatening me like that, of course, you're more important," Mo Ming chuckled.
Murong Lian snorted coldly. "So the glass is indeed more important; otherwise, you wouldn't have said I'm more important just to protect it. One day, I'll smash it so that it only exists in your heart."
"Miss Murong, please, I beg you, don't compare yourself to glass," Mo Ming said with a wry smile. "I think glass can't even begin to compare to you. If you want to lower your worth, then I'm helpless."
"Hmph, at least you know how to be sensible. Fine, I won't bother smashing it."
Mo Ming finally breathed a sigh of relief; the car's glass was safe. Given Murong Lian's personality, she would indeed follow through on her threats. Even if it were bulletproof or cannon-proof, it wouldn't escape her grasp.
Driving seriously, Mo Ming no longer engaged in conversation with Murong Lian.
Inside the car, Murong Lian quietly gazed out the window, lost in thought. When she turned to glance at Mo Ming, she was shocked to see a ring on his ring finger, which had not been there before.
A sense of discomfort washed over her as if she had anticipated this day. Biting her lip lightly, she turned her face back to the window and pondered for a long time before finally giving in to her curiosity.
“Mo Ming, have you accepted Yuan'er?”
At her words, Mo Ming paused for a moment before breaking into a smile and nodding. “Well, you could say that. I can’t fully accept her just yet, but I will work on it. Once I completely accept her, I’ll hold a wedding.”
“Haha, then congratulations.” Knowing the answer only deepened Murong Lian's discomfort. She forced a smile and said, “Don’t forget to ask me to be your bridesmaid when the time comes, for free.”
“That’s definitely doable. I’ll make sure to invite you; just wait patiently.” Mo Ming remained oblivious to Murong Lian's sadness and chuckled. “It probably won’t be too soon, so don’t get your hopes up.”
Murong Lian fell silent again, and the car returned to a calm atmosphere.
Upon arriving at the company, as Mo Ming and Murong Lian walked in, everyone stood up. Lin Yuan'er stood nearby with a bright smile, rhythmically clapping her hands. The sound of enthusiastic applause erupted, followed by bursts of confetti raining down on Murong Lian and Mo Ming.
Next, Ren Long personally wheeled out a cart loaded with a large cake. He wore a smile on his face but felt somewhat frustrated inside; it looked rather comical. Despite his reluctance, he had no choice but to comply with Mo Ming's request.
“Uh, Director Ren, what’s this all about?”
Murong Lian was taken aback; she hadn’t expected the usually serious Ren Long to take on such a task himself. With so many people in the company, surely it shouldn’t fall to him.
“President Mu, this is all arranged by Mr. Mo,” Ren Long explained with a smile. “This is to celebrate your return and also to commemorate our successful collaboration with Ultimate Electronics Company.”
Murong Lian looked at Mo Ming in surprise. “You completed the collaboration with Ultimate Electronics Company? Why didn’t you tell me?”
“I wanted to give you a surprise. How about it? I didn’t mess up your company too badly, did I?” Mo Ming shrugged and said, “That’s how things are; you decide what to do next. Are you going to cut the cake?”
"President Mu, you can't blame Mr. Mo. A few days ago, Yang Yuan came looking for trouble, and it was all handled perfectly by Mo Ming," Ren Long said. "Our cooperation was made so easy, thanks to Mr. Mo's support."
"Director Ren, there's no need to call me Mr. Mo anymore. Since President Mu is back from vacation, my task is complete," Mo Ming replied with a smile.
"Hmph, I’ll let you off this time since you have some skills, but your mission isn't over yet. From now on, you are not only my bodyguard but also the company's vice president!" Murong Lian said, her brows furrowing slightly.
"Oh no, Miss Murong, please don’t joke around," Mo Ming said with a bitter smile, shaking his head. "I have no interest in the vice president position; can you please not make this difficult for me?"
"I've said what I needed to say; whether you do it or not is up to you," Murong Lian glared at Mo Ming, making it clear that not complying would not be an option.
Lin Yuan'er chimed in, "Exactly, Mr. Mo. Since President Mu has said so, you should just go along with it. Anyway, if you're the vice president, we all will respect that."
Han Xue laughed and added, "Yes, Mr. Mo, just agree to it."
...
It felt like they were forcing a good man onto the stage; if he refused, everyone would likely drown him in spit. With Zhao the Eunuch remaining silent, Mo Ming had no choice but to nod in agreement and said, "Alright then, I’ll take the title of vice president, but I won’t be handling too many matters."
"That’s up to you," Murong Lian said with satisfaction and smiled. "So today we’ll add one more reason to celebrate: congratulations on our company gaining a new Mr. Mo!"
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