Murong Xue stared intently in the direction the sports car had disappeared, her brow furrowed. Who was that woman?! Why had Murong Cheng suddenly acquired a woman by his side!
If Murong Cheng had always had a string of female companions, it wouldn't be surprising. But this brother of hers, after all these years, remained untouched, without even a woman to warm his bed, living a life of abstinence, more detached from worldly affairs than a monk in a temple. Now, suddenly, there was a woman...
And Murong Cheng was holding her hand!
Murong Xue bit her lip and made a call. "Private investigator? I need you to look into someone..."
Back at Jing Yuan, Jiang Shiyu emerged after a shower, computer in hand, with work still unfinished. Murong Cheng placed a cup of hot milk before her. Jiang Shiyu was agonizing over a proposal, pulling at her hair. Murong Cheng casually glanced at it, then offered a suggestion as if it were an afterthought.
It seemed casual, but it hit the nail on the head.
Jiang Shiyu was surprised. "Aren't you the driver? How come you know more than I do?"
Thinking back carefully, the last time she had accidentally fallen asleep, the next day there was an excellent report on her computer. She definitely hadn't written it; she couldn't write such a report, nor had she copied it from the internet, as it couldn't be found.
There was only one possibility: the only people living in Jing Yuan were her and Murong Cheng!
"I'm the driver. I'm by the boss's side, so I've heard a little."
Murong Cheng's voice was faint. Jiang Shiyu still looked unconvinced, her eyes filled with suspicion. Murong Cheng's lips curved into a smile. He suddenly leaned in close to Jiang Shiyu's ear, looking at her delicate, jade-like earlobe, his Adam's apple bobbing. "I know your body very well too. Shall I tell you your measurements?"
Jiang Shiyu's face instantly turned crimson, like a boiled crab. She covered her burning face and retreated. "I... I believe you! Don't say anymore!"
Her heart pounded wildly in her chest. Jiang Shiyu made an excuse about drying her hair, wanting to leave, but Murong Cheng grabbed her, pressed her shoulders, and sat her back down. Then, the man picked up the hairdryer and sat behind her.
He turned on the hairdryer. Warm air brushed against her head. The man had set it to medium, and his fingers threaded through her hair, the temperature just right.
This was the first time a man had ever blown her hair dry. Jiang Shiyu went from apprehension to enjoyment in just a few minutes. The man's technique was superb, and the drying was so comfortable that she almost dozed off, resting her head on his lap, on the verge of sleep.
Murong Cheng felt something sticky on his leg and realized Jiang Shiyu had dozed off, her drool even dripping onto his thigh.
When her hair was dry, Murong Cheng turned off the hairdryer. Jiang Shiyu woke up instantly, rubbing her eyes. "Mm... Is it done?"
"Why didn't you continue sleeping?" Murong Cheng raised an eyebrow, reaching out a finger to wipe away the sticky residue from the corner of Jiang Shiyu's mouth.
Jiang Shiyu was still wondering why Murong Cheng was wiping her mouth when she looked down at his leg...
Ahhhhhhh!
How embarrassing!
Her drool had landed on Murong Cheng's leg!!
She quickly grabbed some tissues to wipe him, stammering, "I-I-I, I didn't mean to!"
Could she say she had dreamt of Murong Cheng and that's why she drooled?
"What did you dream about?"
Jiang Shiyu swallowed hard. "I didn't dream about anything..."
"Really? You didn't dream about me and..." kanδん
Murong Cheng squinted and smiled. He had beautiful, alluring eyes. When he wasn't smiling, he was like a cold plum blossom in the snow, but when he smiled, his eyes were misty, sparkling with captivating charm that was hard to resist.
"I..." Jiang Shiyu bit her lip tightly. She would never admit she had dreamt of Murong Cheng doing *that*; it would be too embarrassing!
"Hm?" The man pressed on, narrowing his eyes slightly, clearly not intending to let her off the hook.
The phone suddenly rang.
Jiang Shiyu felt a wave of relief and quickly answered.
It was her high school class monitor, calling to say there was a class reunion the day after tomorrow, Saturday, and that she absolutely had to attend.
The class monitor was on good terms with her, and although Jiang Shiyu didn't want to go, she didn't refuse.
"Xia Xia, have you and Jiamu gotten married yet? I remember you two were together quite early on, you should be getting married soon, right? You must come with Jiamu then!"
"I..."
Jiang Shiyu felt a lump in her throat. Before she could finish, the class monitor laughed and hung up.
Su Jiamu...
Jiang Shiyu had seen the news of Su Jiamu and Murong Xue's engagement that afternoon. Although she felt a pang of discomfort, there was no other unease. Hearing the class monitor say that, memories flooded back.
Jiang Shiyu gripped her phone, unable to help but feel a touch of melancholy.
The class monitor must have also called Su Jiamu. Since Su Jiamu wasn't afraid, why should she be? Moreover, she and Murong Cheng were married openly; there was nothing to hide.
Jiang Shiyu suddenly looked up at the tall, handsome man in front of her.
"What?" Murong Cheng raised an eyebrow.
"The day after tomorrow... do you have time?"
The next day at work, Jiang Shiyu didn't see Jiang Yurou and learned that she had taken leave, citing shock and illness. Fang Yuan couldn't help but scoff when she heard. "Shocked? If anyone should be shocked, it's you. The way she's acting makes it seem like it's because of you that she's shocked. She really knows how to put on an act."
Jiang Shiyu let out a chuckle. It was Jiang Yurou's old trick. She probably couldn't face the situation after yesterday's events and decided to just take sick leave.
During the meeting, all the colleagues submitted their proposals. Jiang Shiyu also submitted the one Murong Cheng had helped with. The department manager praised it highly. Fang Yuan couldn't help but take a look, her eyes filled with admiration.
"Xia Xia, you're amazing. The style of your proposal... it's a bit like that of the CEO of Ling Sheng Group!"
"Is it? Hehe..." Jiang Shiyu gave a dry laugh.
Perhaps Murong Cheng was the CEO of Ling Sheng's driver, so he was influenced and knew so much.
"Yes, no mistake. I've looked at a lot of Ling Sheng's information for him, and I'm absolutely sure. This style is his style... No wonder you got hired at Ling Sheng. It seems you truly have extraordinary abilities!"
Jiang Shiyu felt a bit guilty under Fang Yuan's praise.
Although she had been a top student since childhood, she hadn't gotten up to speed so quickly at Ling Sheng. It wasn't just her; even Fang Yuan hadn't adapted so quickly. It was all thanks to Murong Cheng.
"Xia Xia? Xia Xia!" Fang Yuan had said several things to Jiang Shiyu. Seeing that Jiang Shiyu wasn't responding, she noticed Jiang Shiyu was lost in thought and waved her hand in front of her.
Jiang Shiyu snapped back to attention, blinking her beautiful eyes. "What is it?"
"What are you thinking about so intently?" Fang Yuan rested her chin on her hand, smiling at her.
"I'm thinking about my... husband." Jiang Shiyu felt Murong Cheng was so familiar, yet she couldn't recall where she had met him.
"Husband? You're married?" Fang Yuan covered her mouth in surprise when Jiang Shiyu uttered the word "husband." Jiang Shiyu had just graduated and was three years younger than her, around twenty-three. She was already married?