C12 Impingement

Ji Muchen was wearing a white shirt and a black vest and tight pants, which made his tall figure even more slender.

Beneath his feet were black leather shoes. The black outfit gave him an extraordinary temperament and an elegant demeanor.

He lowered his head slightly, gently flipping through the menu on the table. His movements were elegant like a prince in a fairy tale, elegant and noble, filled with an imposing heroic spirit.

However, no matter how handsome or charming the man in front of her was, he didn't attract her at all.

Thinking about what she had done to herself that day, Su Mulin felt her body stiffen, unable to move.

There seemed to be thousands of jins beneath his feet, and he was unable to take a step forward.

Ji Muchen raised his head. His well-defined face looked clean and white under the light, which made him look very charming.

Upon seeing Su Mulin walk in, her lips slightly pursed, and her breath paused for a moment.

Their gazes met as if they had been electrocuted. Su Mulin felt uneasy as she hurriedly shifted her gaze away from his.

"Why … why is it you?" Su Mulin whispered as she held the document tightly in her hand.

"Oh? It shouldn't be me? " Ji Muchen carefully sized up the woman in front of him. His deep eyes revealed a hint of coldness, "Who should it be?" He stood up and closed the door behind him. Then, he walked to Su Mulin and looked down at her condescendingly. His cold and low voice was heard once again.

"What do you want?" Su Mulin nervously took a few steps back and crossed her arms over her chest to protect the document. A trace of panic flashed across her delicate face.

Ji Muchen frowned as he stared at the woman in front of him who was carefully protecting him.

Seeing her so nervous and scared, Ji Muchen's heart was moved. He actually felt sorry for her.

However, his face was still cold and his voice cold, "What are you doing here?"

"Yes, it was Director Fann of the company who asked me to come." Su Mulin lowered her eyes, not daring to look at him. She stood there stiffly like a child who had done something wrong. "I'm just here to sign a document with my client …"

"If I let you come, would you come?" Without waiting for Su Mulin to finish, Ji Muchen suddenly shouted. Seeing her dressed so charmingly with such a low collar, Ji Muchen felt his throat itch and exploded in anger.

Su Mulin felt a chill run down her spine. She didn't dare to move even an inch. She just stood there motionlessly for a long time before she finally opened her mouth. "If I don't come, I have no money."

Money, money was too important to her.

Although she wasn't the kind of woman who loved money, she didn't want to live a lowly life under the bullying of her stepmother and stepsister. She really didn't want to be framed, and she didn't have the ability to prove her innocence.

Although money wasn't omnipotent, it was omnipotent for Su Mulin.

Ji Muchen's eyes were slightly red and his face was ashen. He looked angrily at Su Mulin as he approached her step by step.

Su Mulin was so frightened that she retreated a few steps, only to be knocked back by the cold wall.

At the same time, Ji Muchen gave Su Mulin a loud and clear "Ah" sound.

The documents in their hands fell to the ground, scattered at their feet.

Su Mulin pounded on the man's shoulder with all her might as she glared at the man before her.

The man closed his eyes. The fragrance of the woman was deeply attracting him, and he was so mesmerized that he couldn't bear to move his eyes away.

Suddenly, Ji Muchen opened his eyes in shock as a cold liquid flowed across his lips. He saw that the woman in front of him had tears in her eyes and the makeup on her face was long gone.

Ji Muchen's heart ached. He didn't want to hurt her, so he immediately left her lips and let her go.

Su Mulin squatted down and slowly picked up the documents on the floor. Finally, she placed them in front of Ji Muchen and weakly squeezed out a few words: "Director Ji, sign the documents!"

The man shook slightly and wrote down his signature without even looking at it.

"You came here to sign this agreement?" Ji Muchen suddenly said.

"As I said, I did it for money." Su Mulin coldly replied as she put away the documents in her hands. Without looking back, she walked out of the room.

Just as he walked out of the restaurant, he received a call from Director Fann, "Su Mulin, what the hell are you doing? Do you know that the guest has been waiting for a long time? "If you offend the guests today, you can just pack up and leave tomorrow."

Director Fann's voice was like thunder that pierced Su Mulin's ears, causing her eardrums to hurt.

"Director Fann, I-I have already signed the contract with Ji Muchen."

"Stop talking nonsense and get the hell over to the customer."

Su Mulin's soft voice was drowned by Director Fann's bell-like voice. Before Su Mulin could continue her explanation, the other party had already hung up.

Obviously, Director Fann was quite angry. However, he clearly just accompanied him, yet he was being treated like that.

Why did he add insult to injury and say that he did not arrive?

Su Mulin bit her lips and walked back into the restaurant angrily.

When he walked into the room, Ji Muchen was no longer there.

Weird, why did it disappear so quickly? She hadn't met him on her way out?

She looked around, through the long hallway, and saw two familiar figures in a corner of the bathroom.

The two of them were in full swing, their bodies tightly hugging each other. The woman twisted her body in a very flirtatious manner.

What a passionate couple.

"You, you …" Su Mulin's heart was broken. She stared at the two people she was so familiar with. She felt as if thousands of needles were stabbing into her chest. It was so painful.

Her fiancé, the man who had loved her for nine years, was now with her little sister. In vain did she try to find him to explain her innocence. She was framed.

So it was just a one-sided dream.

"Mulin?" Hearing the sound, Lu Qingfeng stopped his actions and let go of the woman in his arms. He was shocked.

"Sister, I'm sorry, I …" Su Ningyue was always cute outside, and her shy face was really lovable.

However, in Su Mulin's eyes, she really hated him to the extreme.

"Why?" Su Mulin's gaze was cold as she asked Lu Qingfeng.

"…" Lu Qingfeng kept rubbing his hands, not saying a word.

"Sister, it doesn't matter to Brother Qingfeng, I have fallen for him." Su Ningyue looked at Su Mulin with tears in her eyes as she sobbed softly. However, the corners of her mouth quietly curled up in an evil smile.

"Qingfeng, I've always wanted to explain to you, but you're just waiting for me to explain?"

"Sis, don't say anymore. Auntie Lu will not agree to let Brother Qingfeng marry again. She won't allow her daughter-in-law to be a woman with a natural disposition."

Su Ningyue purposefully poked Su Mulin's sore spot, specifically emphasizing the words' water poplar '.

Su Mulin retreated a few steps without strength, only to come face to face with a soft, solid wall of flesh.