The CEO's husband didn't come home every night, and Secretary Chu was angry

Downstairs in the hospital, Chu Mu hailed a taxi. After giving the driver her destination, she took out her eyeshadow palette and lightly applied it to her skin with a makeup brush. The originally inconspicuous lavender gradually turned into a deep, dark purple.

Compared with her skin as white as jade, she looks even more fragile and thin.

She fixed her makeup and parked her car downstairs of the Kehua Technology Building.

Chu Mu took the private elevator up. Yi Yichen had renovated an apartment on the top floor. He usually lived there.

Tap the doorbell.

Yi Yichen opened the door wrapped in a navy blue robe, with a refreshing moisture emanating from his body.

He had just finished a shower, and water droplets were still slowly dripping from his hair.

Chu Mu raised the corners of his lips slightly, changing his usual delicate expression and smiling sweetly: "Boss Yi, good evening."

"Secretary Chu, do you want to talk to me?" Yi Yichen glanced at Chu Mu, who looked even paler than he had in the hospital. His slender, fair arms were tightly bound and hung lightly at his waist, trembling slightly.

The originally angry eyes softened unconsciously.

This woman always had a thousand ways to make him soft-hearted. Last time, when she had the audacity to flirt with him, he should have cut her off completely like he had done with all the other women. To prevent her from becoming a time bomb in his life.

"Boss Yi, thank you for saving me today at the restaurant." Chu Mu spoke sincerely, observing his expression from the corner of her eye. She knew that her tactic of playing the victim had achieved a small success.

Yi Yichen frowned slightly. She didn't come here for that matter. "You came here just to tell me this?"

The question came unexpectedly, tinged with a chill. A powerful sense of oppression washed over me, followed by an overwhelming fear.

She still underestimated the enemy.

But now that things had come to this, Chu Mu had to bite the bullet and continue acting. He pretended to be relaxed and said, "What else?"

"Come in." Yi Yichen turned sideways and made a gesture of invitation.

Chu Mu couldn't figure out his thoughts, so he had to walk in obediently.

Yi Yichen pursed his lips, frowned slightly, and a cold light flickered in his deep eyes. He sat down, looked at her meaningfully, and gently shook the whiskey in his hand.

The pale yellow wine floated up and down in the crystal glass, just like Chu Mu's heartbeat, uneasy.

She suddenly felt her throat tighten and couldn't help loosening her collar, only to find that her shirt was open to the second button.

If she wasn't worried that confessing would further anger Yi Yichen, she really wanted to pour out the whole story, along with the resentment and grievance she felt towards Yi Yichen for six months of indifference, and then scold him harshly. After leaving the word "divorce", she turned away gracefully.

But she needed him for help, and her life was in his hands.

"If President Yi hadn't arrived in time today, I might have been beaten to death. This time I came here to express my sincere gratitude." She took a deep breath and tried to make her words steady.

"anything else?"

"I will work harder in the future."

"You came here just to tell me this?" Yi Yichen took a sip of wine, his expression darkened, and he frowned impatiently.

Chu Mu lowered her eyes awkwardly, her pupils flickering. Looking up again, she said, half sincerely, half tentatively, "I didn't mean to ruin the Yi and Lin families' dinner. It's just that the jewelry was my mother's legacy."

"I'm not here to listen to you." Yi Yichen's face darkened, his remaining patience extinguished by her dishonest words. "Mr. Chu, the founder of Ten Painting Studio. With an annual turnover of tens of millions, you still need to be my secretary?"

"..." Chu Mu's eyes widened slightly. It turned out that he knew this identity. He breathed a sigh of relief: "Boss Yi, business is difficult now. If necessary, we need to find another way."