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Mo Ming stood up and turned to leave the interrogation room, with Haotian following him out.
Murong Lian and Luo Zixing were sitting on a bench outside. Luo Zixing was chatting and laughing, but Murong Lian looked anxious, unable to focus on what Luo Zixing was saying.
When she saw Mo Ming come out, she quickly got up and walked over, asking, "Mo Ming, are you okay?"
"I was just asked a few questions and had some tea; I'm not a robber. What could possibly happen?" Mo Ming replied with a smile, shrugging his shoulders. Noticing Murong Lian's worried expression, he thought to tease her a bit and said, "What's wrong? Could it be that Miss Murong has taken a liking to me?"
Hearing this, Murong Lian's face flushed like the sunset as she quickly retorted, "How could that be? I'm just worried that if you end up in jail, I might have to find another bodyguard."
"Finding another one would be great! After all, you seem to dislike me quite a bit. Me being in detention would suit your wishes perfectly, right?"
"Yes, I really dislike you. It's just that I've suddenly realized you have some skills. Where else can I find a free bodyguard like you? Mo Ming, you jerk, can you promise me one thing?" Murong Lian's face turned even redder.
Mo Ming lazily replied, "Go ahead; I'll think about it."
"You jerk, Island Nation Actor, from now on, without my permission, you are not allowed to leave my side. Understood?" After saying this all in one breath, Murong Lian didn't even say goodbye to Luo Zixing before turning to leave.
Luo Zixing looked at the dazed Mo Ming and covered his mouth while laughing, "The girl has made her feelings so clear; why aren't you going after her?"
Who knew that when Mo Ming came back to his senses, he shook his head nonchalantly and said, "I think you misunderstood her meaning. She just wants me to protect her well and not leave casually; after all, free bodyguards are hard to come by." After saying this, Mo Ming gave a wry smile and followed after her.
"This idiot—who exactly is misunderstanding?" Luo Zixing shook his head with a laugh.
At that moment, Haotian walked over and looked at Mo Ming's figure with a frown. "He doesn't seem like someone very skilled. Luo Zixing, are you sure he really subdued three robbers?"
"Yes, Master, how is it? Do you have any information about him?" Luo Zixing asked.
Haotian shook his head and said, "No, he just returned from the Island Nation. We don't have any records of him here. If we really want to know, we need to ask the police in the Island Nation to send over his information."
"I see, alright." Luo Zixing nodded.
After a day of wandering and encountering robbers, they were brought back by the police for questioning.
The night was falling, and the sunset no longer lingered on the earth.
Mo Ming followed Murong Lian out of the police station and got into Murong Lian's Ferrari, remaining silent as if there was nothing he wanted to express.
However, Murong Lian's face was still flushed, her breathing slightly erratic, waiting for Mo Ming to speak. But Mo Ming remained quiet for a long time, causing Murong Lian to furrow her brows in confusion.
Was this a rejection?
"Do you understand what I just said?" Murong Lian hesitated for a moment before finally asking.
"I understand." Mo Ming nodded, feeling a bit hungry after wandering for so long. He said, "Let's hurry home; I've been out all day and my stomach is growling."
This was not the answer Murong Lian wanted. What she had just expressed was actually her feelings for Mo Ming, though it wasn't very obvious.
Perhaps many people do not realize that capturing a woman's heart does not require a thousand years; it can happen in an instant. Just when Murong Lian felt vulnerable, Mo Ming appeared by her side and gave her strength.
After what happened today, Murong Lian seemed to realize that what she was missing in her life was someone like Mo Ming, someone who could provide her with a sense of security. Although Mo Ming was three years younger than her, he possessed the ability to make her feel safe.
"You still haven't told me!" Murong Lian's heart raced as she looked at Mo Ming and said, "Did you even understand what I just said?"
Mo Ming nodded confidently and replied, "I understood. You just think it's hard to find a free bodyguard these days, so before you fire me, I can't leave, right?"
"You're really infuriating! It turns out you still don't understand," Murong Lian said angrily as she turned her head and started the car.
Mo Ming noticed that Murong Lian seemed to be on edge, her expression strange. Not understanding why, he couldn't help but ask, "Miss, who upset you? You've been silent since we got in the car. I'm not used to this; don't you usually enjoy teasing me? Go ahead and say something so I know you're okay."
"Shut up! I don't want to talk to you right now!" Murong Lian snapped without even looking at Mo Ming.
Mo Ming immediately obeyed and closed his mouth, not daring to say another word.
When they got home, Murong Lian didn't eat and seemed to be throwing a tantrum as she went straight to her room.
Bang!
Mo Ming heard a loud slam of the door from upstairs and felt a bit bewildered. He shook his head with a wry smile and thought, "Did I somehow offend her? But I don't think I said anything at all. It's really strange; this woman is such an odd creature. You can never tell what's going on in her head."
Murong Wei hadn't returned yet, but Aunt Xiang noticed that something was off with Murong Lian and asked Mo Ming, "Ming Shao, what happened? Why did Miss Murong get so angry?"
"I don't know either. I'm just as puzzled. Maybe I offended her with something I said," Mo Ming shrugged and decided not to speculate on Murong Lian's feelings anymore. He turned to Aunt Xiang and asked, "Aunt Xiang, is there anything to eat? I'm a bit hungry."
"Aunt Xiang" smiled gently and said, "Yes, I have already prepared it. It's in the kitchen; let me get it for you."
"Okay," "Mo Ming" replied as he sat down at the dining table. Soon, "Aunt Xiang" brought something over and said, "You can eat first. 'Mr. Murong' said he has something to do tonight and won't be back. He also asked me to give you this car key, saying you can take the BMW outside for a drive."
"No way, does that old man want me to sit in detention? I don't even have a driver's license," "Mo Ming" replied with frustration.
Hearing this, "Aunt Xiang" chuckled and took out a certificate, handing it to "Mo Ming." She said, "'Mr. Murong' is very thoughtful; he anticipated this and specially arranged for someone to help you get a driver's license today."
"'Murong Old Man' truly lives up to being a businessman; he thinks of everything," "Mo Ming" said as he put away the driver's license. "Aunt Xiang, could you take something to 'Murong Lian' later? She hasn't eaten all day, just like me."
"Sure, I know."
It seemed that "Murong Lian" was really angry. Throughout the night, "Mo Ming" did not see her at all. It wasn't until morning when he woke up that "Aunt Xiang" told him that "Murong Lian" had already gone to the company.
Fortunately, "Murong Wei" had already helped him get a driver's license and prepared a BMW for him. "Mo Ming" felt much more convenient; he no longer had to follow "Murong Lian's" car or take a taxi.
When he arrived at the company, everyone was already at work.
When "Qiu Lan" saw "Mo Ming," her eyes lit up as she looked him over and said, "Wow, it's true what they say: clothes make the man! This outfit really suits you; your whole demeanor has changed. What were you doing with 'President Mu' yesterday?"
Today, "Mo Ming" was wearing the suit that "Murong Lian" had chosen for him: a light blue blazer on top with a white shirt underneath, paired with light blue cropped pants. To be honest, "Murong Lian's" taste was exceptional. With this kind of outfit, "Mo Ming," who was already not unattractive, looked quite charming and affluent.
Feeling quite self-satisfied, "Mo Ming" struck a pose and smiled, saying, "Of course! I'm recognized as the handsome 'Oppa.' How do I look in this outfit?"
"Mm-hmm." Qiu Lan nodded with a silly smile and then whispered, "Stop keeping me in suspense. Hurry up and tell me where you went with President Mu yesterday. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."
"Do you really want to know?" Mo Ming pretended to be mysterious, looking around.
Qiu Lan truly believed there was something scandalous from yesterday, so she mechanically nodded and said, "I want to know! Just tell me already; I'm dying of curiosity."
"Yesterday, President Mu took me shopping. This outfit I'm wearing was bought by President Mu," Mo Ming said seriously.
Who would have thought that after hearing this, Qiu Lan's expression turned flat. She waved her hand dismissively and said, "Hmph, I thought it was something big. How boring! It's just shopping; what's so impressive about that?"
Suddenly realizing something, Qiu Lan looked enlightened and pointed at Mo Ming in disbelief. "Did you just say that President Mu took you to buy clothes?" After saying this, she quickly covered her mouth in surprise and glanced around to ensure no one had overheard.
"Yeah, what's so surprising about that?" Mo Ming initially just wanted to tease Qiu Lan, but she didn't expect to genuinely scare her. Mo Ming really couldn't understand why Qiu Lan was so shocked.
"Of course! You're just a little bodyguard. Why would President Mu buy you clothes?"
Mo Ming replied matter-of-factly, "I protect her for free; it's normal for her to buy me clothes."
"You and President Mu really don't have any special relationship?" Qiu Lan frowned suspiciously.
"Well, that's not true. We do have a special relationship."
"What kind of relationship?" Qiu Lan asked curiously.
Mo Ming thought for a moment and said seriously, "The relationship between an employer and a bodyguard."
"You must be joking. I'm ignoring you now; I have work to do."
Qiu Lan felt a bit disappointed with Mo Ming's answer, as it was not at all what she had in mind—the secret that a poor bodyguard and a wealthy heiress would share.
Mo Ming didn't waste any more time with Qiu Lan and returned to his seat, typing rapidly on the keyboard. Before long, a bunch of garbled text appeared on the computer screen.
Mo Ming didn't care about this situation at all, as he had deliberately created it. When he walked over to a man with a side-swept fringe who looked rather introverted, his expression immediately turned anxious.
"Are you Wu Zhenning?" Mo Ming asked.
This person was indeed Wu Zhenning, whom Mo Ming suspected to be the mole.
Wu Zhenning was originally inputting some data on the computer. Hearing someone call his name, he looked up with a confused expression. Seeing Mo Ming in front of him, he knew that Mo Ming was President Mu's personal bodyguard and thus dared not offend him.
"Yes, what's up? Do you need something from me?" Wu Zhenning asked.
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