Shu Yi'an gasped in pain and hurriedly reached out to pinch him. Because her whole body was held in Chu Mu's arms, Shu Yi'an's chin was on his shoulder and she could only pinch the hard muscles in his waist without any success.
"It tastes good."
Looking at the half-purple, half-red mark on Shu Yi'an's shoulder, Chu Mu stuck out his tongue, raised an eyebrow at Shu Yi'an with a mix of provocation and reminiscence, his face saying, "If you don't change, I'll do a few more."
Shu Yi'an covered her chest with both hands, shrinking into a corner while nodding pitifully. "I'll change! I'll change right away!"
It's not that he's conservative, but his overly domineering personality makes Chu Mu unable to stand Shu Yi'an wearing so little. Damn it, it's one thing if she's at home, but to work she's showing so much skin, why should she?! So all Chu Mu can think about is that she has to be completely covered up! Nothing can be shown!
In the end, Miss Shu changed her clothes as he wished, but it didn't make him too smug. While he was distracted putting on his coat, Shu Yi'an fully utilized her dexterity to close the dressing room door before him, grabbed Deputy Director Chu by the neck, and bit him hard. It's said that over time, some of a couple's habits become similar. But while these two didn't seem to have many similar habits, their biting habits were becoming more and more alike. The two of them left home together on this chaotic morning.
When they arrived at the entrance of the courtyard, it was somewhat like the scene in the movie Mr. and Mrs. Smith, with two cars blocking the gate at the same time. Shu Yi'an honked her horn at Chu Mu on the other side, and Chu Mu smiled good-naturedly and slowly moved his car aside to let her pass first.
Chu Mu has been extremely busy lately, with a lot of official business. Since he has just taken on a new position, he needs to rebuild his network of relationships and connections, so he often works during the day and socializes in the evening, with virtually no time to rest.
His secretary was also tormented after returning from Germany, running around every day and getting extremely tired.
I had just stepped out of the meeting room when I received another instruction. I quickly flipped through a few pages of documents and rushed forward to report to Chu Mu. "Boss, there's a big diplomatic event in a couple of days, and we have a huge demand for protocol and translators."
Chu Mu took the documents and quickly glanced at them. They were all about state visits abroad, and the schedules were very tight, so careful preparation was definitely needed. He handed the documents back, his mind already rapidly forming a meticulous plan.
"Check how many languages are involved, and draw translators from various groups, but make sure the translators have at least three simultaneous interpretation experiences. We don't need to worry about the protocol, and the rest..." Chu Mu paused slightly, "...just distribute the information to the respective offices and let them prepare."
"Do I have anything else to do this afternoon?"
The secretary glanced at the schedule and shook her head. "There aren't any events this afternoon, but Director Wang has been looking for you many times. Today he called again to invite you to his home for dinner."
Upon hearing the name "Director Wang," Chu Mu almost instinctively frowned. "A family banquet? What a grand affair."
Chu Mu's tone was rather unpleasant, and the secretary didn't know how to respond for a moment, but she understood perfectly well what was going on. Old Wang was probably going to such lengths for his niece who was a paratrooper in Germany. Actually, the secretary didn't understand where this Director Wang's niece came from either. He had been widowed several years ago, and she hadn't heard of any relatives in his family. Now, this Tao Yunjia had suddenly appeared out of nowhere, following Chu Mu wherever he went. She was writing a transfer application almost every week, listing all sorts of reasons, from poor health to family issues—she had written down everything imaginable and unimaginable. But in the end, Chu Mu would just throw her into the file basket that he would never look at again. Even the secretary, who didn't know the inside story, couldn't help but silently speculate.
After all, climbing with a ladder is always faster than climbing with your bare hands.
Once in the car, Chu Mu glanced at his neck in the rearview mirror and angrily buttoned up the top button of his shirt. He grumbled, thinking that this little lamb was getting bolder and bolder lately. Knowing he didn't wear formal attire during the day when he didn't have any external engagements, usually just loosely unbuttoning a couple of buttons in the office, this was clearly a way of making him wear a full suit all day.
However... they have become much smarter.
With this thought in mind, Chu Mu picked up the phone and dialed.
"What?" The woman's voice on the other end of the phone was soft and clear, which made him feel extremely happy.
"I forgot to tell you this morning." Chu Mu picked up the invitation that Jiang Beichen had personally delivered that morning. "Don't schedule any overtime work this Saturday. Beichen and Chu Han are having their wedding in Sanya."
Shu Yi'an had heard Ji Hengdong mention this before, so she wasn't too surprised. She slowly drew circles on her notebook with her pen. "Am I alone? Are you going?"
Chu Mu particularly appreciated Shu Yi'an's subconscious seeking of him, saying, "Of course, it would be a shame not to see him get married, since he only gets married once."
Among Chu Mu's team of four idiots, Jiang Beichen was the only one who was so brainless as to dare argue with Chu Mu. In their countless clashes, he had never won. Therefore, given that this was such a significant event in Jiang Beichen's life, Chu Mu absolutely had to go and see him. Besides, given how arduous his journey with Chu Han had been, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that Chu Mu had witnessed it all.
After hanging up the phone, Shu Yi'an began to think of the woman he had only met a few times, Jiang Beichen's wife, Chu Han.
She was a few years older than him, but her smile was as pure as a child's. Her demeanor was unusually unique to Shu Yi'an; even the capricious and arrogant Jiang Beichen could be swayed by Chu Han's every frown and smile. Although she was pregnant first, it didn't stop Jiang Beichen from giving her an unforgettable wedding.
"How wonderful," Shu Yi'an thought to herself with a smile as she thought of the couple who were about to walk down the aisle.
Author's Note: I'm so tired from writing and I really want to sleep. I won't say any more. Girls, get some rest after reading this. Goodnight, love you all, muah!
Also, there will be no update tomorrow night; I'll be taking a day off.
Chapter 38 is so sweet!
Jiang Beichen's wedding was a small affair, with no elders in attendance; it was mostly friends and family he'd grown up with, making the atmosphere naturally very relaxed. Actually, calling it a wedding was more like using the opportunity to let people who rarely get together enjoy themselves in this resort paradise. The real wedding and honeymoon for the couple was their trip to Antalya after their Sanya visit.
Because idle individuals like Ji Hengdong and Chen Liangshan were dispatched by Jiang Beichen as the vanguard to Sanya to prepare for the hotel and wedding arrangements, the event was quite grand and lively. The wedding was scheduled for Saturday morning, so people arrived on Thursday and Friday to begin the festivities. The scene was exceptionally large and spectacular; almost every notable figure in Beijing, from the younger generation to the older generation, was present.
Because of work, Chu Mu didn't pick up Shu Yi'an and head to the airport until almost evening. The journey took nearly four hours, and it was already past nine o'clock when they got off the plane.
The air in Sanya is humid, and the coconut trees lining the roads give this southernmost coastal city in China a rich charm. Shu Yi'an leaned against the car window, looking at the beach in the night, and closed her eyes contentedly.
When she left Beijing, fearing the sea breeze might be strong at night, she specially brought a soft shawl and loosely wrapped it around herself. Her shoulder-length hair was loose and slightly messy, cascading over her shoulders and neck, giving her an indescribably gentle appearance. Chu Mu forcibly pulled Shu Yi'an in front of him and casually played with her hair. Chu Weiyuan, driving ahead, glanced at it and hummed softly, "Aren't you being too mushy... Do you even want me to touch you?"
Chu Mu asked casually, "Have you been getting restless staying at home lately? I think the gifts the Pang family sent you weren't substantial enough."
Chu Weiyuan was most afraid of hearing the name Pang family, so she quickly fell silent and waved her hand to the back of her, saying, "From now on, pretend I don't exist when we get to the hotel. You two continue, continue."
As he spoke, he took something out of his handcuffs and threw it behind him.
Chu Mu swiftly grabbed it, and Shu Yi'an curiously leaned over to look, her face immediately turning red. The small, square object, a classic piece from a certain lace brand, was neatly placed in Chu Mu's palm.
Chu Mu remained remarkably calm. He frowned and looked at the item with disdain, examining it carefully twice before finally realizing the crux of the matter.
Why do you keep it in your car?
Chu Weiyuan immediately realized what it meant to try and steal a chicken but lose the rice instead, and regretted it so much she wanted to chop off her own stupid hand. She subconsciously wanted to pitifully seek Shu Yi'an's help, but Shu Yi'an wouldn't help her this time. She reached out and pinched Chu Weiyuan's little cheek, looking utterly helpless, "Just tell the truth."
Chu Weiyuan's ten fingers tapped restlessly on the steering wheel, attempting a last-ditch effort. "This car isn't mine! It belongs to Ji Hengdong!"
Chu Mu sneered, "That's even stranger. How come you know Ji Hengdong's car so well?"
Chu Weiyuan's gaze darted around, and she chuckled sheepishly. "Well... well... who doesn't know him! There's nothing else in the car, just this!"
Chu Mu didn't speak. He tossed the things in his hand back into his handcuffs, gave Chu Weiyuan a deep look, and then lowered his eyes without saying anything more. Even someone as slow-witted as Shu Yi'an understood that her adorable little sister-in-law was probably hiding some secret. And this secret was one that even Chu Mu didn't know.
Fortunately, the journey was smooth, and Chu Weiyuan drove very fast again. When they arrived at the seaside hotel, the noisy and bustling atmosphere immediately masked the brief awkwardness in the car.
Jiang Beichen, wearing slippers and printed shorts, was drinking with someone, carrying a classic "mommy carry" around his neck, inside which sat his son Jiang Jinyao, who was only a few months old. The little guy wasn't afraid of the noisy environment, his dark eyes looking around with wide eyes. Someone came over and offered to hold him, but the little guy was only focused on sucking his fingers and ignored everyone.
Hearing the commotion, Jiang Beichen saw Chu Mu and Shu Yi'an arrive and quickly put down his cup, walking towards them.