Chapter 654 The Vicious Ex-Wife Who Couldn't Share Hardship (17)
Chapter 654 The Vicious Ex-Wife Who Couldn't Share Hardship (17)
Jin Xirong was originally at the company.
But soon, someone accompanying Jin Zheyu came to report that he had gone to see Mu Zhou.
He looked at the photo, his face ashen.
Why didn't Mu Zhou let him accompany her? Was it because she wanted to see Jin Zheyu?
Without a second thought, he went straight to the coffee shop.
To everyone's surprise, upon arrival, they saw Mu Zhou sitting very close to Jin Zheyu across the table.
They seem very familiar with each other.
I also heard Jin Zheyu slander him, saying he had psychological problems.
His face was cold, and a dark storm slowly gathered in his eyes.
"Am I mentally unhealthy?"
But Mu Zhou, without any regard for propriety, tugged at his sleeve:
"You're here! Have a seat. What would you like to drink? A latte?"
He moved his wrist slightly, and Mu Zhou's small hand was held in his palm.
He kneaded it, and the soft, warm touch calmed him down before he sat down.
Mu Zhou beckoned a waiter over:
"Another mango mille-feuille, and lemon juice, please."
After saying that, he turned to Jin Xirong and said:
"I suddenly feel like drinking lemon juice, why don't you order this?"
Jin Xirong nodded indifferently.
He looked up and then looked at Jin Zheyu across from him.
The cold, sharp gaze fell upon him, as if it wanted to burn him.
Jin Zheyu instinctively tensed up, but quickly regained his composure.
He still has a trump card up his sleeve; facing Jin Xirong, he no longer needs to cower in fear as he used to.
He involuntarily straightened his back and curled the corners of his mouth into a smile:
"Xi Rong, don't misunderstand. I just hope that Miss Mu can understand you better. After all... your mental state is unstable, and I feel more at ease knowing that there are more people who care about you."
Jin Xirong unconsciously tightened her grip on Mu Zhou's hand, drawing Mu Zhou's attention.
He didn't meet her gaze, but his eyes towards Jin Zheyu were even more terrifying and gloomy.
In the past, he didn't mind anyone talking about his abnormal mental state.
He also cared that others thought he was crazy.
He had always had a vague feeling that he had indeed inherited his father's bad genes.
He loathed all of this and only wanted to destroy it.
But at this moment, he was somewhat worried about how Mu Zhou would view him after he knew all this.
Like everyone else, did they think he was a heartless monster?
Will she run away?
Jin Xirong's eyes turned slightly cold, and a hint of danger lingered between her brows.
He doesn't allow it.
Mu Zhou was the one who took the initiative to approach him, and he wouldn't let her back down.
A surge of irritability and rage coursed through Jin Xirong's veins, making it difficult for her to control her emotions.
He wanted to take Mu Zhou away.
But Mu Zhou suddenly grabbed his hand and leaned closer curiously:
"So you have psychological problems too. Then we can go see a psychologist together next time."
She suddenly smiled, as if struck by a thought.
"We're really a perfect match, even our illnesses are so in sync."
Jin Xirong looked at her, his throat bobbing, and the excess violence seemed to dissipate silently.
After a long pause, he finally uttered an "Mmm".
He gripped Mu Zhou's hand tightly.
Then she said again:
"He said your father was abusive and mistreated you, is that right? He's so wicked."
Mu Zhou spoke up for him a few more times, and then suddenly kissed his cheek without warning.
"Darling, don't worry, I will love you well from now on, and you must love me well too, okay?"
Jin Xirong's pupils trembled.
The spot where she kissed me felt itchy, like I'd been electrocuted, and the itch started to spread.
He wanted to kiss her back.
But the timing isn't right now.
He looked at Jin Zheyu again, his eyes filled with even more irritation.
Jin Zheyu was also furious, his face turning red.
What are they doing? Are they showing off their affection in front of him?
Why would anyone love someone like Jin Xirong?
Mu Zhou also seems to be quite ill.
They're a pair of lunatics.
He gritted his teeth, unwilling to waste any more time.
"I have something to do, so I won't bother you any longer."
He got up and left without looking back.
After he left, Jin Xirong gazed at Mu Zhou's pink lips.
She took a bite of the mango mille-feuille, a little mango pulp getting on her lips. She stuck out her tongue and quickly licked it off, then casually took another big bite.
Jin Xirong looked at her and swallowed hard.
He suddenly wanted to try a mango mille-feuille.
Just as he silently approached and was about to press his lips against hers, Mu Zhou suddenly reached out a finger and pressed it against his lips.
She stared at him and narrowed her eyes.
"No, Lily is coming."
As she spoke, she glanced outside and saw a girl rushing over in a flurry.
She was taken aback when she saw Jin Xirong there.
She then ignored him and began complaining to Mu Zhou about the bizarre things that happened on her way, which caused her to be late.
Mu Zhou instantly shifted his attention from Jin Xirong to Lily.
Jin Xirong pursed her lips, her expression resentful.
After several attempts to get Mu Zhou's attention, she finally shifted her focus away from Lily.
She sighed and cupped his face in her hands:
"Lily and I are going to have dinner together. Sweetie, go home and wait for me."
As she spoke, she kissed him on the lips.
Jin Xirong's eyelashes trembled, he clenched his fist, and his voice was a little tight:
"Okay, come back soon."
He obediently got up and left stiffly.
This scene left Lily speechless.
Jin Xirong was so obedient that it even frightened her a little.
Only after he left did Lily give Mu Zhou a thumbs up:
"Sister, you're amazing! You've turned Jin Xirong into such a mess."
Where did that gloomy, domineering CEO from my memories go?
Mu Zhou touched his manicured nails and said modestly:
"Where."
On the other side, Jin Xirong got into the car in a daze and went back to the company.
Even after he sat down again, the sound of Mu Zhou cupping his face and coaxing him with a sweet voice kept replaying in his mind.
She told him to be good and to go home and wait for her.
She was so close.
Jin Xirong's eyes darkened, and her chest felt hot.
It took him a long time to gradually regain his composure.
Just then, the assistant knocked on the door.
It's Su Chen.
Jin Xirong narrowed his eyes; he thought of Jin Zheyu.
Su Chen is Jin Zheyu's dog.
He always knew.
Jin Zhe thought he was the mantis stalking the cicada, wanting to reap the benefits without lifting a finger, but in reality, he was nothing more than a puppet for the Smith family to try and swallow up his power.
Jin Xirong has been overseas for many years, working hard in the business world while secretly building her own sphere of influence.
There has always been conflict with the Smith family.
Jin Zheyu was merely being used.
They elevated Jin Zheyu to a high position, giving him fame and fortune, and using him to try to steal what was theirs.
That's like a dream.
Su Chen looked at Jin Xirong sitting there, feeling a surge of nervousness.
It was as if his entire being could be seen through.
He comforted himself, thinking that it wouldn't happen. He had followed President Jin for over ten years and had never abandoned him even when President Jin was "down on his luck".
President Jin would never doubt anyone but himself.
He tried to remain calm and finished reporting everything he had to say.
Jin Xirong looked away from him.
He then quietly wiped his forehead and left the office.
After leaving, he passed by Su Liuli's office and saw her touching up her makeup. He whispered a reminder:
"There's an event tomorrow that Mr. Jin will be attending. You can go with him and find an opportunity to get to know him better."
He meant something.
Su Liuli's eyes lit up:
"I know brother."
*
Jin Xirong hurriedly left the office before six o'clock.
He couldn't wait to go home.
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