Mr. Mu, stop bullying Professor Jian.

Mu Qingyuan stared at the computer screen until his eyes became sore, then he blinked.

He habitually took a cigarette out of the box, lit it, put it in his mouth, and the bitter taste spread throughout his mouth.

He had never thought of investigating Jian Zhinian, and even when he missed Jian Zhinian the most, he had never thought of prying into his privacy.

He always felt that this person was his Jian Zhinian, the one who had entered his heart when he was young and frivolous, the one he wanted to flatter and coax...

How could one spy on him through cold investigation texts?

However, when such a "surprise" appeared in front of him, Mu Qingyuan was still shocked and at a loss.

He had a good memory. Jian Zhinian mentioned that his mother's surname was Shen, and he did not hide the fact that his grandfather seemed to have a deep connection with K University. Even in the ceramic town, he mentioned his grandfather's collection of antique ceramics...

He knew all this.

He thought it was just an academic family, with some background...

Perhaps it was because Jian's father was too mediocre, and Jian Zhinian was too simple and low-key in his daily life, so his scholarly aura and talent overshadowed his wealth.

Mu Qingyuan didn't think too much about it, so he overlooked that Jian Zhinian's mother's family might have already been a leader in the business world.

Such a pure, wealthy and wealthy Jian Zhinian, is playing the game of keeping a lover with me?

Mu Qingyuan's eyes gradually turned red, smoke hung on his fingertips, and his heart was in turmoil.

Can he still keep such a Jian Zhinian?

Even in the most difficult and unwilling times, he was still confident that he could get through it;

But in front of Jian Zhinian, he showed his cowardice and was humble...

The many thoughts that were suppressed deep in his mind, and the self that he didn't want to face deep in his heart, were no longer under control and rolled out, torturing and devouring him...

Jian Zhinian knocked on the door of Mu Qingyuan's study. The strong smell of cigarette smoke coming through the gap made him frown. He walked closer and was about to speak, but he saw that the picture on one of the large display screens in front of Mu Qingyuan was frozen on one page.

In the upper left corner of the page is my own profile picture, a photo taken many years ago, still showing a bit of the immaturity of my youth.

Next to the photo was his name - Jian Zhinian.

Mu Qingyuan concealed the confusion in his eyes, turned his chair, faced Jian Zhinian, and when he raised his eyes, his deep eyes like the sea were rolling with waves.

He curled the corners of his lips, staring at Jian Zhinian with a ruffian look in his bones.

"explain?"

Jian Zhinian didn't notice that Mu Qingyuan was deliberately suppressing his emotions, but he was still a little panicked.

"It's just a name. The company belongs to my uncle and we rarely have any dealings with each other." Jian Zhinian confessed.

Seeing that Mu Qingyuan was silent, Jian Zhinian stated his original intention bluntly: "I asked my uncle to help me buy some Mu's shares on the stock market. I want to help you."

He was somewhat happy and took out a stack of documents, including the equity transfer agreement, and handed it to Mu Qingyuan.

"Here is 9% of the shares of the Mu Group. Take it."

The smile on Mu Qingyuan's lips remained, but became even colder. He took it, flipped through it, and after seeing the amount and the content of the agreement, he couldn't even pretend to smile.

"Transferring the shares for free? Professor Jian is really generous! Then in what capacity are you giving me these shares? My ex-boyfriend, or the funny canary being kept?"

Jian Zhinian had never thought about this question.

Mu Qingyuan pressed on: "Tell me, what do you want from me?"

Jian Zhinian shook his head, "I didn't expect anything..."

Mu Qingyuan stood up, and his tall figure loomed over him. Jian Zhinian took two steps back for no reason.

With his jaw clamped, Jian Zhinian was forced to raise his head and face the gloom and coldness in those eyes.

"Don't talk so noble. I like to be honest. For example, I spent 1 billion to support you just to sleep with you. What about you? What do you want from me? Haven't you always said that you were pursuing me? Is this one of your ways to pursue me?"

"I, I really just want to help you."

I was afraid that he was alone without any background or support, so I wanted to help him through the difficult times. But when I heard about his purpose of supporting him for the first time, my heart couldn't help but ached.

Mu Qingyuan sneered and said, "Help me? Then let me be grateful to you, accept you, and continue our relationship, right?"

Jian Zhinian's face turned pale and he bit his lip, unable to refute. If he were to ask himself, he was hoping that Mu Qingyuan would accept him, even though it had nothing to do with giving him stocks.

But...after all, what difference does it make if we look beyond appearances to see the essence?

Isn’t he trying to please Mu Qingyuan?

He has!

In Mu Qingyuan's eyes, Jian Zhinian's silence became a tacit agreement.

So, there is no such thing as selfless help.

Pain flashed in Mu Qingyuan's eyes, and he smiled self-deprecatingly. He grabbed Jian Zhinian's collar angrily, furious.

"I'm so valuable in your eyes. Jian Zhinian, when you pretended to be pitiful and powerless to resist and signed a sponsorship contract with me, were you laughing at me in your heart, laughing at me for falling into your hands again..."

"I didn't expect that after five years, you acted so well! Are you happy to trick me?"

Jian Zhinian shook his head desperately, "I didn't, I didn't ask you to accept my pursuit, and I didn't lie to you."

Mu Qingyuan felt cold all over. He loosened his hand and pushed Jian Zhinian away with great force.

Jian Zhinian was unsteady and staggered back a few steps. His lower back hit the door handle. His face turned pale instantly and he fell to the ground.

Mu Qingyuan's eyebrows twitched, and he almost couldn't control his hands and feet, and wanted to go forward to help.

However, the moment hope flashed across those phoenix eyes, the little bit of pity in my heart was quickly drowned out by anger. This person is used to using torture to trick himself!

I'm used to lying to him!

"No? You are a shareholder of Ruian Technology, and you are short of my 1 billion? Or do you like me so much that you want me to do it to you?"

Jian Zhinian stood up with great pain, but the harsh words pierced his heart like a knife.

He was just a little selfish and wanted to create a bond between two people who originally had no connection. Is that considered forcing it?

He thought that there was still some genuine affection between them during this period of time.

Obviously, those gentle times are so real.

It turns out that in Mu Qingyuan's eyes, he is really just a plaything?

Jian Zhinian blinked a few times, trying to hold back the soreness in his eyes.

"If you feel that the original contract deceived you, we can terminate it now. The funds you invested in Xinyuan can be offset by these shares of Mu's. Is that ok?"

Mu Qingyuan immediately said in a stern voice: "Of course not! Jian Zhinian, who told you that I needed the shares of the Mu Group? What makes you think so? After provoking me, do you want to leave?"

Jian Zhinian opened his mouth and said with difficulty: "Don't you need it?"

Mu Qingyuan looked at him coldly, unable to bear telling him the truth.

Jian Zhinian lowered his eyes, thinking that he was indeed too self-righteous.

Perhaps, Mu Qingyuan just didn't need the flattering shares he offered.

"I don't think I have anything else. If you don't think you need it, just sell it and cash out. It should be enough for 1 billion."

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do many things. If you want to continue the contract, I'll accompany you. If you change your mind, feel free to tell me."

He would never break his promise to Mu Qingyuan again.

Jian Zhinian bowed to Mu Qingyuan apologetically. Perhaps if he left his sight, Mu Qingyuan would not have so much trouble and anger.

"Want to go?"

Seeing that the man was about to turn around, Mu Qingyuan quickly grabbed Jian Zhinian's wrist, forcing him to stop leaving.

"What else do you want?" Jian Zhinian was exhausted.

The two bodies were close together, Mu Qingyuan forcefully pressed Jian Zhinian's wrist against his head, and the innermost demon in his heart blurted out -

"Jian Zhinian, have you ever looked for me in all these years?"