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Don't let the cold and summer down

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Mo, you're finally back, before I'm lonely and old. ---- Later, Lin Mocheng was already the chairman of a group with tens of billions of assets, one of the youngest big shots in the domestic business community. Someone asked him, "What's so good about her that you can't forget her after so many years?" Lin Mocheng replied, "I used to think that I deserved better. But in this world, who can be as good as the woman I love?"
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Chapter 1 - Chapter 1

Fragment: ... One month later.Lin Mocheng's company was located in a magnificent office building in Beijing's Guomao area. His company is not big now, and there are not many people, only twenty or so. The office is only a little over 200 square meters, but it is decorated in a very exquisite and luxurious style. The company's face is very beautiful.

That afternoon, Lin Mocheng was drinking coffee in his office. Many of the company's plans are still in the process of being promoted, but the time has not yet come for a comprehensive launch. So he was still free.

The secretary knocked on the door and came in, looking puzzled. "President Lin, someone has come to the company for an interview."

Lin Mocheng said lightly, "When did I say I wanted to hire someone?"

The secretary looked even more confused. "But Mr. Lin, she said you told her to come."Lin Mocheng was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said, "Let her wait in the reception room."

Mu Hanxia did not expect that Lin Mocheng would make her wait for three hours. It was not until the sun had set and the afterglow had dyed the entire reception room red that the beautiful and proper secretary knocked on the door again and said, "I'm sorry, Miss Mu. President Lin is really too busy. He just had time. Now, please go over."

Although Mu Hanxia was a little impatient after waiting for so long, she also suspected that Lin Mocheng was doing it on purpose, deliberately snubbing her. But she still endured it and followed the secretary to his office.

Some of the staff members nearby looked up, and Mu Hanxia's heart actually began to beat faster. In the afterglow of the setting sun, he was wearing a white shirt and trousers, and his tie was meticulously tied. He sat behind his desk, looking down at a document.

The secretary closed the door and left. The room was quiet, and he didn't look up. Mu Hanxia opened her mouth and said, "Lin Mocheng."

He put down the document, slowly leaned back in his chair, and looked up at her."Why are you here?" he asked with a smile that was not a smile.

Mu Hanxia suddenly understood that he was angry, and why he was angry. For some reason, she didn't feel angry or embarrassed about it. Instead, she felt a warm peace in her heart, like the twilight beside them. She didn't even resent the knife he'd stuck in her back. After so long, those things were as distant as the previous life for her. She could understand him as she understood herself.

So she smiled and said in a humble and respectful manner, "I'm here to be your marketing manager."

Lin Mocheng looked at her without any expression. Her face was a little darker, obviously tanned by the sun these days. Her long black hair was tied up and coiled behind her head, making her look neat and tidy. She had specially put on a suit and short skirt today, and her thin high heels were on the ground. She stood very steadily, but she was not relaxed. She looked straight at him with her clear and bright eyes. But in the depths of her dark pupils, there was a hint of uncertainty, a hint of weakness, timidity and expectation.

It was like a very thin layer of white paper, which looked smooth and straight. But in fact, it will break if you touch it.

Lin Mocheng answered lightly, "Okay."

Later, Lin Mocheng always remembered that afternoon. He had seen too many pitiful people, people who begged him. But for the first time in his life, it was because of the woman's momentary look that his heart was as soft as sand falling.

...The sky was still and dark, and the shadows of the trees under the streetlights swayed gently. There were no other pedestrians, and no vehicles passed by.

Mu Hanxia slammed on the brakes, and the bicycle stopped at the intersection. She didn't expect to witness such a serious scene.

A black car was lying on its side on the side of the road. The glass was shattered all over the ground, and half of the car body had been deformed by the collision. The wheels were still spinning uselessly in the air. The people inside were in an unknown state of life or death. A few meters away, a large truck also ran into the green belt, and the front of the car was dented.Mu Hanxia was still in a daze when the truck started up again, as if it wanted to run away. Mu Hanxia immediately shouted loudly, "Wait!" The truck accelerated.

Mu Hanxia took out her phone from her pocket and took several photos in a row.The truck drove away.

Mu Hanxia parked her bicycle on the side of the road, feeling a little nervous. She first called an ambulance, and then the police. Only then did she run to the car and stop a few steps away. There was no one in the back seat, but a woman sat in the front passenger seat, her head bleeding, her eyes tightly shut, and she appeared to have fainted. The driver's seat was occupied by a young man. His face was also covered in blood, and he was staring at her with his eyes open.

His skin was very fair, but his eyes were deep-set, as if they had been settled with something quiet and deep, like a reef, watching her.

Mu Hanxia asked softly, "Can you move? Do you want me to help you out?"

The man's voice was low and hoarse: "Help me out."

He was too calm, without any of the tension and fear that would be expected after a car accident. Mu Hanxia couldn't help but take a few more glances at him. When she met his almost cold gaze, she immediately shrank back.

Mu Hanxia opened the car door, and he gave her one of his arms. Mu Hanxia supported him and carefully got out of the car.

The surroundings were still very quiet, with only the slight sound of the wind blowing thru the leaves. It was almost midnight, and this was a remote intersection, so it was no wonder that no one passed by.

Mu Hanxia helped him to the side of the road to lie down, and she sat down, slightly panting. Although he looked thin, he was so tall and had a large frame. In such a short time, he made Mu Hanxia very tired.

They stayed quietly for a few seconds, and he said, "Call an ambulance."Mu Hanxia: "I've already called."

He said again, "Did you... write down the license plate number?" He seemed to be having a little difficulty speaking.

Mu Hanxia looked down at him. His hair and suit were covered in blood. The suit was obviously high-end, and he was wearing a Rolex on his wrist. The light fell on his face, which was pale, but with clear-cut features. Obviously, this was a man who was used to giving orders, and he hadn't even said thank you to her yet.

Mu Hanxia said, "I've already taken a picture of the license plate number, it's very clear. I've already called the police, so don't worry. But, don't you think that the more you talk now, the faster the blood will flow?"

The man glanced at her, and after a while said lightly, "Thank you."

Mu Hanxia smiled slightly, turned around and rummaged thru her backpack, finding two T-shirts. That was all she had. She tied one tightly around his bleeding thigh, and picked up the other to wipe the blood off his face.

The clean and soft T-shirt had a faint fragrance. The man felt her hand moving across his face with infinite tenderness. The blood around his eyebrows and eyes was wiped clean, and he felt much more comfortable. His body was still in pain, and he felt waves of sleepiness coming over him. He closed his eyes gently. "Go and see my companions," he said. "Okay."

Mu Hanxia walked around the car. The woman was still unconscious and seemed to be stuck. Mu Hanxia did not dare to move around. She took a deep breath and checked her breathing. She breathed a sigh of relief.

Mu Hanxia returned to the man's side and said, "Your friend is alive, but she hasn't woken up yet."

He said, "Don't move her without permission."

Mu Hanxia: "Why would I move her for no reason?"

The two looked at each other for a moment, and Mu Hanxia said, "Okay, I can't help you with anything else. The ambulance should be here soon, just hang on." Just as she finished speaking and was about to get up to get him a bottle of water from her bag, her hand was suddenly grabbed.

Mu Hanxia was stunned.

He looked at her steadily: "Don't go, stay here and take care of me."

Mu Hanxia reflexively wanted to pull her hand back, but despite his serious injuries, he was still a man, and Mu Hanxia was unable to break free. And his hands were even whiter than hers, big and slender, and looked like a pair of hands that had been pampered.

Mu Hanxia had no choice but to say, "I'm not leaving! Let go."

He didn't listen at all, and still held her hand tightly. Every one of Mu Hanxia's fingers was intertwined with his. His eyes were half-open and half-closed, and he looked a little confused. "Before the ambulance arrives..." he suddenly murmured, "If you leave, I'll blackmail you."

Mu Hanxia: "..." What kind of person did she save? "How... how are you going to blackmail me? Are you going to tell the police that I used my body to knock your car away?"

The man closed his eyes, his lips slightly raised, and he didn't speak.

Mu Hanxia had no choice but to let him hold her hand.

However, she knew that he was probably a little out of it at the moment. He had been so calm when she rescued him, but now that he was confused, he knew to rely on her.

Time passed by minute by minute, and in the middle of the nite, the wind gradually picked up. His eyes were still closed, and Mu Hanxia looked down at him.

The man had a broad forehead, high eyebrows, and a straight nose. He was not the kind of handsome man with heavy makeup. On the contrary, his facial features were simple and his face was full of a tough and handsome flavor.

"If the fuel tank leaks and explodes, you can go by yourself." He closed his eyes and suddenly said again.

Mu Hanxia was slightly stunned, and answered: "Don't worry, I just paid special attention to the fuel tank, and there is no oil leakage for the time being. And if it really explodes, I'll carry you with me to the end. I can't take care of your friends."

He was silent for a while, then suddenly the corners of his mouth turned up: "You have so much strength? Your wrists are so thin."

Mu Hanxia said, "Then you've misjudged me. I'm a saleswoman who does rough work in the supermarket."

He said lightly, "Liar." He raised his eyelids and looked at her. "There are no shop assistants as pretty and clever as you."

Mu Hanxia smiled: "Hey, I see you're still pretty clear-headed, I was talking about the second half of the sentence."

He didn't say anything more, but closed his eyes, his brows furrowed slightly, as if he was in great pain, and he held her hand even tighter. Mu Hanxia still felt that he was suffering, so she leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Don't worry, I really won't leave, I will stay with you."He didn't speak or move, and his breathing was even. He seemed to have fallen asleep.

After waiting for a while, the ambulance finally arrived. Mu Hanxia gently pulled her hand out of his palm, picked up her phone, thinking that she would hand the photos over to the police later, and suddenly lowered her head again.

The light filtered thru the leaves, casting a mottled and quiet silhouette on his face. Although his suit was messy and there was blood on his body, he looked quite disheveled. But Mu Hanxia still felt that his profile was more attractive than any other man she had ever seen.

Mu Hanxia raised her phone and secretly took a picture of him.

The working hours of Leya Supermarket are 7:00 a.m. Mu Hanxia did not return home from the police station until 3:00 a.m. last nite, and she got on the bus with dark circles under her eyes.When she arrived at the breakfast shop downstairs of the supermarket, she ordered a bowl of rice noodles with no energy. She had just taken two bites when He Jing arrived.

He Jing sat down opposite her in a hurry, her face full of gossip: "Hey, Xia, have you seen the news? "Last nite, the daughter of our Leya's arch-rival, Yongzheng Group, Cheng Weiwei, had a car accident!"

Mu Hanxia was so sleepy that she was like a wandering soul, and she was eating noodles. It took her a while to react: "Car accident?" "Yes." He Jing handed her the phone.

"Yongzheng Group Marketing Director Cheng Weiwei and her friend were involved in a car accident" - under the black and eye-catching news headline, the picture was the intersection last nite, but there was no wreckage of the vehicle. They should be out of danger now, right?""Ah!" He Jing's eyes widened. "Really?"

Mu Hanxia briefly told her what happened last nite. She just didn't tell her the details of her time with that man.

After listening to her, He Jing looked at her with a face of disappointment and said, "That's it?" "That's it."

"Didn't you leave them a phone number or ask for a reward or something? They are super rich, and you saved their lives, but you left without saying a word. Let them shower you with checks, dear!"

Mu Hanxia was amused and said with a look of repentance, "Yes, yes, my awareness is really too low. Next time, next time I'll definitely seize the opportunity and never let it go!"

The two laughed for a while, but He Jing said seriously: "But don't tell anyone about this. Although it is right to save people, Yongzheng is now in fierce competition with us. If it gets to the ears of the leaders, they might mind it."

Mu Hanxia answered, "Yes, I know."