Chapter 2058: Chapter 586: Into His Arms (Part 5)
"Mr. Jiu, do you always have to make such shocking remarks?"
Zhao Huai coughed and asked.
Qiao Yi saw him coughing uncomfortably and reached out to gently pat his back.
"Look! Now it’s even more suggestive!"
Jiu Nan raised his hand and pointed at the two of them.
Zhao Huai...
"Why bother with him? Haven’t you heard he’s into both men and women? He often pulls the young guys from the company into his office for talks, which last for half a day!"
Qiao Yi lowered his head and helped Zhao Huai catch his breath while mentioning it to him.
But Jiu Nan wasn’t annoyed; he happily hummed.
It’s not like no one has criticized him before. He doesn’t get angry, and he really wants to try out what the whole male-male thing feels like.
"If everyone’s interested, why not play around together? Of course, Qiao Yi, you’re a bit too old for this, but Zhao Huai could still be alright!"
"Spare me, I really have no interest in that stuff!"
Zhao Huai felt like he was dying and quickly raised both hands in surrender.
"Hahaha, sparing you is not an option. Mu Yichen isn’t off to find his wife, is he? How about the three of us crash their fun? I see quite a few young girls there who look pretty. You three go ahead first."
Jiu Nan said to Zhao Huai and Qiao Yi, then turned to his subordinates, instantly putting on a serious face to boot them out.
The three who were young to begin with, after hearing that they might play along, were scared to death, so when he said that, they quickly ran away.
After they left, Jiu Nan said: "Humph! Running faster than rabbits!"
Qiao Yi sighed helplessly: "Let’s each go home. Visiting Yichen for a spectacle isn’t appropriate today."
"Not appropriate?"
Zhao Huai asked curiously.
"Mm! Not appropriate!"
Qiao Yi nodded.
Zhao Huai saw him being so serious and furrowed his brows in confusion.
"Why not appropriate? None of us know each other anyway, come on, come on, I need to go and have a drink with Mrs. Mu. A hero like her who can keep Mu Yichen in check deserves a couple of drinks."
Jiu Nan said as he picked up a bottle and poured a drink into his glass.
"I advise you not to toast Qin Mu, seriously."
Qiao Yi hurriedly put his arm over his shoulder as a friendly reminder.
"Why? Give me a reason!"
Jiu Nan protested.
"Why? Let me tell you what happened to the last couple of clients who wanted to drink with Qin Mu: each one was removed from the collaboration list by Mu Yichen. That should make it clear I’m looking out for you, right?"
Qiao Yi talked about it with a hint of frustration, feeling sorry for those people who were only trying to flatter Qin Mu. Little did they know that Qin Mu didn’t need their flattery, and Mu Yichen particularly disliked other men drinking with his woman.
"Damn, Mu Yichen, that beast!"
Jiu Nan couldn’t help cursing.
"Let’s just drop it and go home to rest early!"
Qiao Yi thought, I better go home to accompany my wife early.
Zhao Huai thought, we better part ways quickly so I can find out what’s going on with Qiao Yi.
Zhao Huai always felt that Qiao Yi had more to say that he hadn’t let out; Qiao Yi had sent Yang Qin off downstairs earlier. Could it be he ran into someone again?
After Jiu Nan left, Qiao Yi whispered in Zhao Huai’s ear: "Qin Mu knows everything!"
Zhao Huai instinctively gave a panicked look at Qiao Yi, who gazed at the cars passing by along the road and sighed helplessly: "Let’s head back! Only our Xi Meng can calm me down."
As Qiao Yi spoke, he walked away first, while Zhao Huai stood there dumbfounded for a long time. Qin Mu knows everything? Knows what? That Yang Qin likes Mu Yichen?
Zhao Huai thought back to when Zhang Hongyun liked Mu Yichen, Qin Mu would often show up in Mu Yichen’s office, but this time, why is everything so quiet? Does she really know?
Mu Yichen woke up the next morning, in the penthouse suite at the hotel.
It’s not as big as a presidential suite, but every little item is definitely not cheap compared to those in a presidential suite.
Qin Mu was already dressed and had answered Yang Qin’s call for him.
Mu Yichen rubbed his forehead and sat up, calling to her with his hoarse voice: "Come to me."
"Humph! Yang Qin called you, there’s a meeting at half-past ten this morning, and it’s already nine o’clock. Are you sure you still want me to come over?"
Qin Mu asked while applying lipstick in front of the mirror, with a cool, indifferent tone.
