Quick Wear: The soft cannon fodder turns into a heartthrob and seduce

Mu Zhou pushed open the door of the restaurant and hurried to the front desk.

"A glass of Blue Mountain to take away, thank you."

After paying, Mu Zhou glanced at his phone from time to time, his handsome eyebrows slightly frowned, and he seemed very anxious.

In the private room on the second floor, Su Jinyan took off his napkin and finished eating.

Just as I was about to take a break, I caught a glimpse of a familiar figure from the oval window.

He stared at her calmly for a few seconds, then looked away indifferently.

He didn't have to spend too much energy on someone who made dessert for him.

There is no gain for him.

He should spend his time on more useful and value-creating things.

Su Jinyan had a blank expression on his face as he casually picked up the documents at hand and prepared to work.

But several minutes passed and I didn't read a single word.

I applied a little force with my fingers, but I couldn't suppress the irritation in my heart.

After a few seconds, he threw the documents back on the table, stood up with a sullen face, and left the room.

At the front desk downstairs, Mu Zhou was waiting anxiously. When she turned around, she saw Su Jinyan standing behind her with a cold face.

She was so scared that she took two steps back, not noticing that there were several pots of green plants behind her, and she almost tripped.

Su Jinyan was quick-witted and quick-handed. He put one hand around her waist and the other hand around her shoulders, pulling her directly into his arms.

Mu Zhou was stunned after she stood firm. Her heartbeat from panic had not yet recovered, and suddenly it buried itself in Su Jinyan's chest, leaving her stunned for a moment.

The intense heartbeat spread through the chest, and it seemed that more than one person's heartbeat was out of control.

However, Mu Zhou's heart was pounding with panic because he almost fell.

Why is Su Jinyan doing this?

Mu Zhou thought of a possibility, his cheeks flushed inexplicably, and he hurriedly withdrew from Su Jinyan's arms:

"Thank you, Mr. Su."

She awkwardly smoothed the hair behind her ear and pretended to look in the direction of the coffee making process.

Su Jinyan's arms felt empty, and an inexplicable sense of loss made him purse his lips.

He put his hands back into his trouser pockets, forcing himself to forget the warmth and softness in his arms, and his expression regained composure.

He looked at Mu Zhou who was obviously avoiding his sight and asked:

"Delivering dessert?"

Mu Zhou nodded:

"The customer requested a cup of Blue Mountain coffee, and it had to be pure Jamaican coffee beans. There are many fake Blue Mountain beans on the market now, so to be on the safe side, I wanted to buy it from a trustworthy coffee shop near my home. They sell pure Blue Mountain coffee there, but it turned out to be closed today."

Su Jinyan understood.

She was afraid of buying fakes, so she had to travel a long way to buy them here.

He looked at Mu Zhou's slightly anxious face and asked:

"Is it too late?"

"A little nervous."

As he was speaking, the waiter handed the packed Blue Mountain to Mu Zhou:

"Ma'am, your coffee is ready."

"Thank you."

After Mu Zhou got it, he prepared to leave quickly: "Boss Su, I'm in a hurry and I'm leaving first."

Unexpectedly, Su Jinyan stopped her.

"I send you."

*

In the back seat of the car, Mu Zhou looked at Su Jinyan gratefully:

"Thank you, Mr. Su."

Su Jinyan's schedule today was to go to the international airport in the afternoon. He was going to fly to Country M on a business trip today, so he had planned to rest for a while in the restaurant after dinner before going to the airport.

I didn't expect to meet Mu Zhou.

Facing Mu Zhou's thanks, Su Jinyan did not dismiss it as calmly as before, but instead asked:

"You always just say thank you and send me off?"

Now Mu Zhou was at a loss for words.

What kind of thank-you gift could she give to someone like Su Jinyan, who was at the top of the food chain?

Mu Zhou couldn't afford to give him anything he liked.

Mu Zhou asked awkwardly, "What thank-you gift would you like, Mr. Su?"

He wouldn't ask for too much, Mu Zhou picked his fingers worriedly.

It shouldn't be like that. He is not that kind of person.

Mu Zhou comforted himself.

Su Jinyan knew what she was thinking when he saw her like this.

He just thought it was funny. If he delayed any longer, Mu Zhou would probably curse him as a capitalist in his heart.

So he said calmly: "Making desserts for me with all your heart is the best reward for me."

Although there was no expression on Su Jinyan's face at this time, the words he spoke contained an obvious smile.

After hearing this reply, Mu Zhou immediately curled up his lips and responded:

"Got it! I will definitely put extra effort into making desserts for President Su in the future."

*

The journey was quite long, and Su Jinyan received two work calls in the middle, so Mu Zhou just sat there quietly.

Coincidentally, her cell phone rang. Mu Zhou quickly hung up, and when she saw it was Song Yi, she sent him another message.

Song Yi didn't have anything important to talk about, but the dining table in the living room of the place they shared was very small. He wanted to replace it with a bigger one, so he asked Mu Zhou if he had any objections.

Mu Zhou naturally had no objection. Since the landlord agreed, she didn't have to pay for it.

After she replied, she put down the phone and realized that Su Jinyan had also hung up the phone and was staring at her with a gloomy look.

He looked serious, with a hint of suspicion in his eyes.

Su Jinyan suddenly spoke:

"Is it Song Yi? Are you close to him?"

Mu Zhou nodded in agreement:

"He is my mentor. He has been guiding me since I joined the company and has helped me a lot privately."

Su Jinyan gritted his teeth, smiled sinisterly, and said in an ambiguous tone:

"Yeah."

Mu Zhou was completely unaware and nodded seriously, talking about how good Song Yi was to him:

"Yes, like last month..."

Mu Zhou wished he could count on his fingers and tell you all the good things Song Yi had done for him.

Su Jinyan curled his lips expressionlessly and fell silent.

A terrifying low pressure began to spread, and Su Jinyan's eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.

But Mu Zhou still approached fearlessly:

"Boss Su, are you angry? Why are you angry?"

Su Jinyan looked at the confusion and ignorance on her little face, his temples throbbed suddenly, and he suppressed the depression in his heart and answered her:

"I am not angry."

"But your face is so black... cough."

Mu Zhou closed her mouth in time, but Su Jinyan still understood what she said, and the expression on her face became more interesting for a moment.

Mu Zhou sat back obediently and didn't dare to lean over to provoke him again.

*

The car stopped at the intersection.

The road in front of the community is narrow and cars can't get in.

Mu Zhou unbuckled his seat belt and said, "Thank you, Mr. Su. Please go to the airport quickly and don't delay your business."

Mu Zhou meant well, but to Su Jinyan, it sounded like he was getting rid of the donkey after it had served its purpose.

If you are almost late, you can take his car and when you reach your destination, you can immediately drive him away.

Who is he?

She didn't even think about the fact that this place was remote and there wasn't even a bus, so she could only take a taxi.

How much does a taxi cost to return to the city center?

Wouldn't it be possible to save all the money by taking his car back?

Isn't she the best at saving money? How come she can't even figure this out?

She was just delivering something and would be back in ten minutes at most. He was leaving anyway, so why didn't she ask him to wait a little longer and take her back?

Su Jinyan was still sulking, but Mu Zhou waved goodbye to him cheerfully and trotted towards the residential complex.

Su Jinyan stared at her unhesitating back for a few seconds and almost laughed out of anger.

It makes him seem like he is being too sentimental.