Fall In Love With A Fickle CEO

Chapter 3

The air in the car was still indifferent. It was so cold that she couldn't hear a word.

Then, with a victorious and mocking smile on her face, she said, "Mu Yongchen, I thought how great you were. You have been abroad for more than ten years, but you still have to rely on others to show off in front of you. What's there to be proud of? Also, don't think that Dad will listen to you just because you are my brother. I won't call you that. Don't even think about hearing my brother!"

The three words "Mu Yichen" came out of her mouth. Her voice was soft and tender, but the words she said were not polite at all.

The light outside the window came in and reflected on his handsome and straight face.

He did not say a word, but stared at the road in front of him with his cold eyes. He controlled the car. His attitude was arrogant and capable, but he was as calm as an unfathomable clear pond, silent, as if she were the air.

Lan Xi was unwilling to accept this. He couldn't even pull back a single time. He turned around and bit his lips, using his finger to pinch the armrest.

When her cell phone rang, she looked at her pocket and picked it up.

"Ji Yao, don't mention that day again. I'm ashamed enough!" She blushed and resisted. She really couldn't think of why she suddenly wanted to play the automatic selling machine on the roadside that day. Now her close friends almost took her as a joke and said, "I can't go anywhere. I am arranged by my father to study in the company during the summer vacation. I don't know what I am going to learn... I want to study advertising design after the college entrance examination, but I guess it is also a bubble. I can't control it by myself in the future... Well, I'll try my best."

"Try my best."

—What did Ji Yao say? Go to camp? She must be dreaming! If she were to become Ultraman, then it should be possible!

The car slowly stopped.

Lan Xi did not think that the company from home to father's company was so fast. How could it be so fast this time?

She was still looking at the scenery outside the window in surprise, but the sound of the door opening came to her ears. Mu Yichen, who had been silent all the way, finally spoke with a low, cold voice, which was slow and cold.

"If you really have the time to think about your father's company problems, there's no reason for him to worry about the family business in his fifties. His unsensible daughter is still thinking about how to enjoy her wonderful summer vacation..." He didn't care how mean his low husky voice was. He elegantly supported the car with his strong arms, and his cold expression was like a hunting leopard. "No wonder he is so old. If I hadn't come, would your father have waited for death?"

Lanxi's heart was thrashed about by him!

###Chapter7,Have You added any sugar?

Her cold little face turned. "But what do you know? The company didn't have any trouble before because my mother has been accompanying him to take care of the company. My family can help him clear the official road. Now my mother died less than three months ago and he married another woman. I don't know how long he has been having s*x with others! Does my company become like this and blame me? Also, he is also your father. You are willing to go back and return to your ancestral home to accept his kindness, but you don't even want to call him father?!"

Mu Yichen's face became horribly cold at this moment.

His body seemed to have an aura that could melt ice for thousands of years. His black suit was solemn and cold, making the whole world cold. His thin lips were compressed into a line, and his handsome face was unprecedentedly pale. However, he still refused to say a word. He just coldly stared at her for a while, then slowly got up and slammed the door shut.

Lan Xi was shocked by this powerful voice, and his cold eyes became weak.

Had she said too harsh that she had touched his sore spot?

When she thought of this, she did not feel guilty anymore. What did his pain have to do with her?!

She tried to relax and got off the car. She looked up at the massive and luxurious company's building. For a moment, she didn't know where to put her two small hands. When she was still hesitating, someone came up to greet her. She recognized it. It was the special assistant of her father.

Gu Ziyao ran over, enduring the cold sweat on his body. He nodded respectfully at the tall and straight man in front of him. Lan Xi almost felt that he had never been so respectful to his father. Was this really a problem with his temperament?

"I'm really sorry, Master Mu. It's a slow ride, but yesterday I've asked someone to drive it to you, hoping it can catch up—" Gu Ziyao looked back and immediately smiled, "it seems that you've caught up with it, that's good!"

When Lan Xi, who was standing by the car, heard these words, her heart suddenly jolted!

Her little face was pale. She looked at the car in disbelief and then looked at Mu Yichen's back. She didn't expect that he was so powerful that he could control the world even if he returned to the country. She just satirized him and stroked his beard in front of a sleeping tiger. She didn't want to die.

While he was still thinking, he said in a low, indifferent voice, "There's no need to say it." Then he walked straight to the company.

Gu Ziyao quickly caught up with her and did not even glance at her.

The secretary was so busy that she had to serve the coffee.

"Hey, you..." Lan Xi frowned and looked at the tricky tray and coffee in his hand. He was stunned.

She came to the company to study—was she learning to send coffee?

In a place where she could not see, the secretary walked quickly, and the assistant next to her whispered, "Sister Zheo, how dare you ask Miss Mu to bring in the coffee for Master Mu?"

The secretary smiled and said coldly, "You haven't seen it yet? It's just a matter of time for Chairman Mu to retire. This young master Mu, who has come from nowhere, is the real master of the Mu Group in the future. What's more, the mother of the Mu family is also his. Is there any chance for Miss Mu to speak for him in the future?"

"But after all, she is the daughter of the chairman, and she will be no different from a dragon or a phoenix in the future!"

"What does that have to do with me? I just want to please those who should. How much can you expect this "brother and sister" who you haven't seen for more than a decade, to have a good relationship with?"

The assistant suddenly realized, "So that's the case!"

The secretary shook her head and showed an expression that said, "I'm too young and I'll study hard for a few more years."

Lanxi forced himself to knock on the door. No one responded.

Her wrist was a little sore, so she simply went straight in. Then she saw a scene that made people unable to move their eyes away.

Beside the office table, the god-like man's hands were piled up with documents. It made one smack their tongues, but his expression was indifferent. His entire body was bathed in dazzling light and he didn't even notice it. Lanxi walked over and didn't know how to open his mouth. He was afraid that he would interrupt his thoughts and that a cold and oppressive aura would once again attack her.

She put the tray in the place that he could reach with her small hand and was stunned for a moment and was about to leave.

"Have you put sugar in it?" A cold voice was heard.

###Chapter8,Inexplicable Anger

"...ho?" Her little face was even more confused.

As a man, shouldn't he add sugar to his coffee? If she wanted it, she did have some fruit sugar in her pocket.

Mu Yichen frowned.

His life abroad was not very busy, but when he was busy, it was like a top, and the great workload often made him unable to stand it. Black coffee was a necessity for him, but he couldn't drink three spoons of sugar every time. It was too bitter.

"I didn't see her placing it, but I have fruit candy. Do you want it?" She braced herself and said.

Mu Yichen was still frowning, like a kind of discomfort that could not be satisfied with a simple thing. That feeling made Lanxi not afraid of him for a moment. He thought that he was also a man with normal needs, although this kind of need was a little strange.

"Forget it," he said coldly.

Lan Xi wandered in place, watching the man frown as he dealt with the company's matters. His metal-colored cuffs emitted a charming radiance, and under his white shirt, the green blood vessels on his wrist stood out clearly. Lan Xi couldn't help but think of the feeling of touching his abdominal muscles in the bathroom. She was burning and tense, exuding a destructive power. She swallowed her saliva.

She had seen men's bodies in her big age, but most of the boys in her class were thin and boneless. Even if they were better developed, they were just a little stronger. They didn't have such strong muscles at all. They couldn't show their shirts and suits. Their strong and perfect bodies made every corner of the dark suit stretched, smooth, comfortable and charming!

She walked over slowly, out of God's blue.

When Mu Yichen felt something, he suddenly felt a faint fruity fragrance approaching. Before he had time to frown, he saw an orange crystal particles being stripped clean to his thin lips.

"Cheng! Do you want it?" Lanxi said in a crisp voice.

The behavior of his words and deeds was really abrupt.

A few black lines almost appeared in Mu Yichen's mind. It wasn't that he didn't understand romantic feelings, but that he had never dealt with this type of situation before. His handsome brows were filled with an unprecedented coldness, and his thin lips were tightly pressed together. Not to mention that he never interacted with such a young girl, even if they did, it shouldn't be the situation he was in right now.

What do I want him to do? Berating her for a meal, or letting her feed Tang Tang?

No matter which way, Mu Yichen felt that it was beyond his acceptance.

"Mulanxi..." He took a deep breath and was about to speak in a low husky and magnetic voice.

The little white hand had suddenly stuffed the candy into his slightly opened thin lips. The sound of sugar paper was still ringing, but Mu Yichen's face had completely turned black. He could clearly feel the sweet taste between his lips and tongue. He released the pen with his slender fingers and let a stain spread on the documents on the table.

"Is it sweet?" Curious, she tilted her head and approached her.

Mu Yichen used his hand as a fist against his lips. His face was very black and he was very embarrassed. He didn't know that he hadn't eaten candy for hundreds of years. He especially pointed at this kind of child-like fruit candy. Now, sitting in a bright and spacious office, he was asked like this by a little girl. He felt a burst of unknown fire and had no warning.