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"You don't love him. If you're only marrying him for the sake of the two children, don't you think that's unfair to yourself, Lan Baobao? I've always liked you. We've known each other for three years now. Don't you understand my feelings?"
She vaguely understood some of it, but Mu Jiangfeng was a good person, just not the one she loved; he could only be a good friend.
"Mu Jiangfeng, I appreciate your care over the years. Thank you so much!"
There was a moment of silence. Lan Baobao took a couple of sips of milk tea and felt a bit hot, preparing to get up and go to the bathroom for some fresh air. After taking just two steps, her foot slipped on the sunken carpet, and she fell down. Mu Jiangfeng quickly wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her tightly in his embrace.
"Baby, are you okay?"
"I'm... I'm fine."
Ah, why did this cliché situation have to happen? She just happened to fall into Mu Jiangfeng's arms. Was this clearly an invitation for him to fantasize? God, please let no one see this scene.
Lan Baobao was so scared that a thin layer of sweat broke out on her forehead. Just as she wanted to struggle to get up, the narrow space was not enough for two adults. She couldn't free herself; as soon as her hips left Mu Jiangfeng's legs, she lost her balance and fell again.
Mu Jiangfeng's face turned red. Although it was dark and hard to see, his reaction below made it absolutely clear how much Lan Baobao's body attracted him.
Her face also showed an awkward expression. Not daring to turn around, she awkwardly said, "I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean it; the floor—no, this carpet is unstable. I rarely wear high heels."
"If you rarely wear high heels, then don't wear them casually when you're out meeting people!"
Lan Baobao's heart raced as her eyes twitched. She stammered, "I-I really didn't do it on purpose; it was an accident! All of this was an accident!"
"Hmph, what a coincidence!"
The cold voice sent chills down Lan Baobao's spine, and her arm was forcefully lifted by someone. Ye Zixun's icy aura made it hard for her to lift her head.
She suddenly felt like she was doing something behind her husband's back and had been caught, lowering her head in shame and not daring to look into Ye Zixun's eyes.
"President Ye, I have long admired your name and often hear Baobao mention you!" Mu Jiangfeng extended his right hand, his gentle eyes revealing a hint of unusual emotion. However, he concealed it very well, casually brushing it aside with his graceful demeanor.
"I thought my wife was drinking with someone else; turns out it's Master Mu. If I had known she was drinking with you, I wouldn't have come. I'm quite at ease with Master Mu!"
Ye Zixun extended his hand, graciously shaking hands with Mu Jiangfeng, their hands clasped tightly together before they finally let go after a couple of shakes.
Master Mu? Lan Baobao looked at Mu Jiangfeng in confusion. Wasn't he just a manager of a branch company? Or the head of a department? How did he become "Master"? Could Ye Zixun have made a mistake?
Ye Zixun glanced at Lan Baobao from the corner of his eye, aware of her doubts. He led her to sit across from him and said, "Master Mu's mother is a prominent figure in politics; their entire family has been involved in politics since his grandfather's generation. Now it's already the third generation. Master Mu, how does it feel to be back home recently?"
Lan Baobao's eyes widened in surprise—three generations in politics...
Why had Mu Jiangfeng never mentioned this? With such an impressive family background, why was he working as an inconspicuous department manager at Ye Family's branch? Was it for life experience? The lives of the wealthy were truly beyond Lan Baobao's understanding.
"Master Mu, how are your parents doing lately? Is Old Master Mu in good health?"
"Good. With President Ye looking after them, how could they not be well?"
Both families wielded significant influence; the Ye Family primarily engaged in business, mainly real estate, supplemented by various other commercial ventures that almost monopolized the economic lifeline of City A. They also had substantial assets elsewhere, with their business interests deeply rooted in many areas.
As for the Mu Family, while they were mainly involved in politics, there’s a saying: where there is power, there is wealth. The Mu Family, Ye Family, and Gu Family had maintained close cooperation since ancient times, complementing each other while also being wary of one another. The subtle relationships among them were not something outsiders could easily comprehend.
Ye Zixun and Mu Jiangfeng, one sinister and scheming, the other gentle and warm, sat face to face, creating an oddly tense atmosphere.
Lan Baobao suddenly felt a cold current rising from beneath the table. The eyes of both men sparkled with intensity, engaging in an invisible contest. The soft and smooth music from the bar seemed to fade into the background as the sofa booth became a battleground between the two men, making it impossible to resist.
This contest was a display of primal male aggression, a raw and instinctual competition fueled by hormones.
If it weren't for Lan Baobao sitting at the forefront, trapped by Ye Zixun's presence, he would have only been able to lower his head and sip his milk tea.
These two men truly exuded sharpness and were utterly merciless!
Feeling uneasy, Lan Baobao glanced at them and cleared his throat, attempting to break the silence. "Mu Jiangfeng, I didn't know your family was involved in politics. Why haven't you mentioned it before?"
"Such matters are family affairs. I never liked it, so I didn't bother with it. But now I've come to realize that some resources should be utilized rather than wasted; it's a significant loss to leave them unused."
After speaking, Mu Jiangfeng glanced at Ye Zixun, a faint smile appearing on his lips. In the past, he had admired Ye Zixun while working at Ye Family, but now that Ye Zixun had taken something from him, Mu Jiangfeng's gaze held no admiration.
All that remained was suppressed jealousy.
Unlike Ye Zixun, Mu Jiangfeng may not have had that devilishly handsome face, but he possessed wealth and a good reputation. He also had charm and charisma; in terms of overall strength, he was comparable to Ye Zixun.
"I received a call from your grandfather last time. He said his grandson has finally decided to return home to inherit the family business and behave himself. I was wondering if there would be any issues with that. Now that I see you, I'm curious—Master Mu, why did you suddenly come back?"
Mu Jiangfeng had gone abroad for studies during his youth and had never returned home. His family had pressured him multiple times to enter politics, but he always refused. To avoid family troubles, he even secretly interviewed at Ye Family's company.
In the end, Mu Family had no choice but to let him work at Ye Family.
Fortunately, the two families have a connection, and the Ye Family members will report any information about Mu Jiangfeng back to their family, which is why the Mu Family has not caused any trouble.
Mu Jiangfeng was very clear, "I'm not that young anymore, and my parents are getting older. If I don't go back soon, others will think I'm unfilial. President Ye, I heard that a piece of land you were interested in last month was taken by someone else. Our family really feels embarrassed about that!"
"Master Mu, that's not quite right. The bidding process is never guaranteed, and that land doesn't belong to your family. If it can't be given, it can't be given; I understand!"
"I'm glad to hear President Ye think this way. Thank you! Let's have a toast!"
"Cheers!"
Both men wore smiles on their faces, casually brushing off the dispute over the piece of land. Lan Baobao vaguely remembered that about a month ago, that piece of land was something the Ye Family had set their sights on, but somehow out of nowhere, Cheng Yaojin appeared and took it away.
Everyone knew that the Mu Family held power in City A; if they didn't approve, who could take the land?
Ye Zixun was no fool; he kept his thoughts hidden deep inside and maintained a pleasant demeanor on the surface, which was merely to give face to the Mu Family.
The man hugging Lan Baobao now, if he weren't from the Mu Family, his fist would probably have already connected with the other man's face.
"I heard recently that President Ye and Lan Baobao's wedding is going to be held. I couldn't believe it at first, but then I saw it in the news and confirmed it. Baobao used to be my subordinate; I kept her for a long time but couldn't keep her. President Ye is truly lucky to marry her!"
Mu Jiangfeng's gaze fell on Lan Baobao, his eyes carrying a warm and indulgent affection.
Lan Baobao felt as if a thorn was stuck in her throat and awkwardly lowered her head.
A simple remark from Mu Jiangfeng sounded light and airy, but it was quite uncomfortable for Ye Zixun to hear.
This statement tells him that Lan Baobao is indeed a treasure, and he has stumbled upon a gem. Should this good fortune be attributed to his ancestors?
Of course not; it should be Lan Baobao who goes to pay respects and thank her ancestors. If he hadn't brought her here five years ago, she would still be just an employee at the company, and how could she possibly become the Young Mistress of the Ye Family?
"Yes, she really is a wonderful woman. When she was working under you, Master Mu, you must have known how outstanding she was in her professional duties. But perhaps you are unaware of how exceptional she is in her personal life!"
Ye Zixun emphasized the words "personal life," creating a strange and peculiar reaction between the men. Although Lan Baobao felt there was nothing wrong, Mu Jiangfeng's heart trembled slightly. His face remained unchanged, as if nothing had happened, but his hands were tightly clenched under the table, the sound of his knuckles cracking echoed softly.
Seeing Mu Jiangfeng's reaction, Ye Zixun couldn't help but chuckle inwardly. He would not lose any verbal battle, even if his opponent was from the Mu Family.
This smoke-free war of words concluded with Ye Zixun emerging victorious. He smiled gracefully, feeling particularly good, and said with a playful tone, "Since we’ve finally gathered together, why not have a few more drinks?"
"That sounds good, but I originally intended to commemorate something for Baobao."
"Commemorate? Commemorate what?"
"Commemorate her single days! From now on, Baobao will no longer be a single woman; she will surely miss out on some fun. We should cherish the remaining days of her single life, right, Baobao?"
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