Mo Yan in the Book 126 - 130

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126 Looking at You: 

Of course, she would know the end of Long Qingfeng, she did have a reset. When it happened, she was still with the four of them. Now that they had finished with Long Yunhao and the others, she was going to clean up Mo Yan. But she wasn’t sure if her transmigration had changed the course of the story; Mo Yan had given up her persistent pursuit of Aotian. She began to worry. But the sight the woman in delicate makeup before her made her feel some comfort; at least, she had a temporary partner in crime.

‘So, did you find someone?’ Ye Ling asked eagerly.

Beneath the table, Qianxin clenched her fist before replying, ‘Not yet. I will let you know when I do.’

‘What about those men with her in Yijue last time?’ She had seen two men from her vantage point.

‘Through asking many acquaintances, I got to know who they were. One of them, Situ Yi, is a medical expert. The other was Mu Zeyuan, a senior legal officer. Their identity is beyond our reach. Why did you want to know?’ Qianxin asked, sneering at Ye Ling.

Ye Ling did not mind it, ‘No need for you to know. I have my own plans.’

Qianxin went cold, her body exuded a cruel aura, ‘If you dare do something to me, I will not let you get away with it.’

Ye Ling’s heart tightened with fear, she replied quickly, ‘I just wanted to know more about the people who are helping Mo Yan.’

This woman was a real lunatic, Ye Ling explained, she always had this maddened hypocritical expression. Ye Ling was relying on the auction to get rid of her and Mo Yan all in one go, so she wouldn’t have to worry about being backstabbed. Ye Ling thought she was really smart.

Qianxin’s expression relaxed, and she smiled elegantly, ‘Is that so? That’s fine.’

‘Next time, I will contact you by phone.’ Ye Ling said rising from her seat. She gave a farewell nod and left.

Qianxin watched Ye Ling’s back with hatred, her smile was mocking as said, ‘Bitch, I will show the world that you are a dirty woman.’

**

Mo Yan woke up with her waist and thighs aching from Qiye’s session. She frowned at the aches as she got out of bed, showed and dressed. She stepped out of her room and looked around, there was no one else, but Situ Yi lying on the sofa staring fixatedly at his mobile. Mo Yan approached him softly and asked, ‘What are you watching?’

Situ Yu was about to hide his phone, but Mo Yan grabbed his hand. She used his thumb to keep the phone open because she thought once he took his thumb off, the screen would go into standby.

She was leaning over his shoulder; her hand grabbed his shirt to steady herself. Her plump breasts pressed against the back to his shoulder while her right hand gripped his.

It was a video of her being fucked by Qiye. She looked like a rose in the spring rain, charming.

They way she was leaning over him, he could her bust peaking over her shirt. His gaze moved up slowly, and he held her other hand. He gave a slight smile before kissing her red lips, ‘Looking at you.’

127 Absentee

Mo Yan was suddenly shy, she blushed, and got a bit incensed.

‘Not serious.’ She muttered, breaking free of him, ‘Where are the others?’

‘They are all out. Are you going to work today?’

‘Of course, I have been absent for many days.’ Mo Yan replied.

‘I’ll send you after you eat. Don’t forget the supplements for your body.’ (Zuben: We can’t have you fainting to escape during five-a-side.)

**

Yi drove up to the parking lot in the Xiao building. As soon as she got out of the car, she realised Yi was following her, ‘You only need to drop me off. Aren’t you busy?’

‘Today is my day.’ He said in her ear. He followed her into the lift with his arm around her waist.

‘Put your arm down. I don’t want to be seen.’ She said nervously pushing his hand away. The doors opened, and Mo Yan stepped out.

There was a murmur in the office as she passed, but Mo Yan kept her head up and walked gracefully into Muchen’s office. Yi followed her closely with his hand in his pocket not minding her attitude.

When the door opened and Mo Yan entered, Muchen’s expression softened, ‘Have you had enough rest, Mo Yan? If you feel tired, you can go to the bedroom.’

‘It looks like Chen’s eyesight is not good, that you didn’t notice my existence. Shall I recommend a good ophthalmologist?’ Situ Yi said lightly.

‘Why are you here?’ Muchen asked scornfully.

‘I’m with Yan’er, not for you.’

There was a knock on the door before Jason entered, ‘President, I have brought your tea.’ He said as he walked in and saw the two men looking like they were about to duel. He looked at them awkwardly.

‘Thank you.’ Mo Yan said, stepping forward to take the small tray, and signalled him to leave quickly. Jason nodded and left. She took the tray to the coffee table and poured a cup.

‘Yan’er I also want to have a drink of tea.’ Yi said piteously.

‘You help yourself. Yan’er is my secretary now. She has to assist me.’ Muchen replied impatiently. Mo Yan was about to take a seat, but stopped and stared at the two of them before serving them the tea.

There was a beep and an assistant’s voice came through the intercom, ‘President, may I ask if the meeting will be postponed?’

‘No,’ he replied, ‘by the way, the employees have been working overtime lately causing fatigue, so I have asked a doctor to come and give consultations, and give advice on how to self-care.’

Mo Yan looked at him in surprise. Situ Yi looked annoyed, but Muchen smiled at them.

‘Yan’er, you don’t have to go to the meeting, you stay here and study these documents. See if you can find any issue with this account. When you are done, we can go out to eat.’

‘You are depriving me time with Yan’er.’ Yi said coldly, but he did not faze Muchen.

‘I just thought you’d be bored sitting here with nothing to do.’

Yi glared.

Muchen pecked Mo Yan on the lips and turned to go.

‘After the meeting we can leave. See you in a bit.’ He said patting his friend on the shoulder before leaving the office.

128 Fiancée (B - Side)

Mo Yan chuckled at the door, and then turned to the documents she had been given.

Chengdong Commercial Development Zone.

Wasn’t this the district that was created a few years ago? She recalled that it had been a large-scale construction. Before construction started, the land prices had skyrocketed. How could he suddenly let her see such an account?

She carefully studied the documents and began to frown. On careful study, the transactions were strange. One month there would be a few transactions, and then the next month the transactions rise. Although the income was rising continuously, the end result was not on par with the predicted turnover.

‘Muchen!’ A female voice shouted.

Mo Yan looked up to see a woman in a red dress with matching red high-heeled shoes at the door. The woman eyed Mo Yan up and down, emitting arrogance.

‘Who are you and why are you in Muchen’s office?’ she asked.

‘I am Mr Xiao’s personal secretary. Do you have an appointment?’ Mo Yan asked rising from her seat and brushing away invisible lint from her skirt. She gave the woman a polite smile.

‘I am Xiao Muchen’s fiancée I don’t need to make an appointment to see him.’ She said haughtily. ‘I didn’t know Muchen had a new secretary and her seat is in his office.’ (Zuben: That is because she is for rub-a-dubbing not for werking)

‘As far as I am aware, Mr Xiao had dictated that anyone who wishes to see him must make an appointment and I don’t have your appointment here, Miss.’ Mo Yan said calmly and politely, ‘Please call or register at the reception and I will inform Mr Xiao of your request.’ The polite smile hung on her face, and she gestured the woman back out of the office.

But then, the other ladies working in the main secretaries’ office poked their heads in,

‘Secretary Mo, we all know Miss Wang. She is the President’s fiancée. Don’t abuse your power and stop our family boss’ wife. You just have a bad heart and want to usurp her. Such shameful behaviour.’

Mo Yan turned to them sharply with a cold expression, ‘And what about Jason? Don’t you both have work to do?’ she said bitingly, before turning back to Miss Wang, politely saying, ‘I am sorry, my duty is to comply with the president’s rules. Please, Miss.’

‘Why, you!’ The woman’s eyes flashed anger at Mo Yan.

‘Miss Wang,’ one of the secretaries called, ‘why don’t you wait in the VIP room for the president, and let him clean her up?’

‘I’ll do just that.’ Miss Wang Yuyuan said, she turned back to Mo Yan, ‘Secretary Mo, right? I’ll remember you.’ Before haughtily tossing her hair and walking out to the VIP room.

The office door shut and it was once again quiet. Mo Yan sighed tiredly and returned to her desk.

She sat staring into space, her black eyes empty and unfocussed. Her lips trembled and tears began to fall unto the documents on her desk. She frantically wiped the wetness, but she could not erase her sadness. (Zuben: Well, you were getting happy because they were saying nice things)

How could she be crying over this? Over Xiao Muchen. Was it possible she had developed Stockholm Syndrome? Did she really like him? She gave a self-mocking laugh. Just…just because he had said, “You’re my woman.” Kept echoing in her mind.  (Zuben: x 5, and you got carried away.)

And now the word “fiancée” doused her growing affection for Xiao Muchen. Mo Yan sneered, not only him; Situ Yi, Gong Qiye, Ye Hanyu and Mu Zeyuan. (Zuben: For how long will this pique last? When they say another nice thing?) They were all men of huge dynasties; how could they not have a chosen bride already? Even if one didn’t exist now, it did not mean there would not be one in the future. (Zuben: One of them might decide to marry you). Besides, how could five people be in love with her at the same time? What an absurd, surreal, immoral thing! What would people think of her? How could she face her family? She could not continue liked this, she had to strangle these feelings in the cradle. Without such feelings, she would not get hurt when it was time to go.

129 See off the Guest

The workers poured out of the conference room with Situ Yi and Xiao Muchen bringing up the rear.

‘Where is Secretary Mo?’ Muchen asked when he saw Jason standing by.

‘She is in the office. But there is a young Miss-’

‘Muchen! You’re finished.’ Wang Yuyuan called from the VIP lounge. Her eyes were shining and she rushed up to him in quick dainty steps in her heels.

‘Why are you here?’ He asked coldly. His expression was indifferent. One could tell he had no feelings for her whatsoever.

‘I am your fiancée that’s why I’m here.’ She said naturally, she sidled next to him and continued, ‘By the way, what kind of secretary do you have working for you? She stopped me without regard to my identity.’ (Zuben: Someone is looking to be exiled as well)

At this time, Mo Yan was walking towards them, Wang Yuyuan’s eyes were full of disdain as the beautiful girl came up.

‘President, I have finished studying the documents you gave me.’ She said politely. Her indifferent gaze swept past Wang Yuyuan and settled on Muchen and Yi (Zuben: This couldn’t wait till he got back to the office?)

‘I didn’t realise I had a fiancée. Jason, haven’t I said not to allow irrelevant people in and out as they please?’ Muchen glared coldly.

‘But your grandfather said we are a perfect couple.’ Wang Yuyuan said with a pout.

‘Then marry the old man.’ Muchen said dismissively. He turned to Mo Yan, ‘Secretary Mo, let’s go.’

‘Muchen, you shouldn’t be with this vixen.’ Wang Yuyuan declared. She was angry as his dismissal, and she saw how he looked at Secretary Mo, and it filled her with jealousy.

There was suddenly a chill emitting from Muchen and Yi, their fierce momentum attached the women.

Muchen turned to Yuyuan, ‘If you don’t want to die, clean your mouth.’

Yuyuan shivered, but she clenched her teeth and thrust her chin at Mo Yan, ‘With her status, Grandfather Xiao would not allow her to be your bride.’ (Zuben: What’s with all these pie in the sky chicks? “Your [insert family elder here] said we’re a match, now I must marry you come hell or high water!!!”)

‘Even so, my bride would not be you.’ Muchen said to her before turning to Jason and commanded, ‘Jason, see out the guest.’

But Yuyuan swept aside disdainfully, ‘I’ll see myself out.’

After she left, they felt something was wrong. Mo Yan’s expression did not change, she didn’t look like she cared. Muchen and Yi were suddenly flustered; they hoped Yuyuan had not destroyed the budding harmony between them.

Yi quickly took her hand, and with an expression full of doting, he kissed her temple, ‘I didn’t realise you had a fiancée, Chen.’ He said, eying Muchen suspiciously.

‘It’s the first I’ve heard of it.’ Muchen said with a frown. He looked mournfully at Mo Yan, ‘Her grandfather and mine are close friends, so they keep trying to match us. I want to decide my marriage in the future, not tied up with a woman I don’t like, so I started my own business. But without the Xiao name, nothing can be done. But I wanted to climb up myself step by step.’ (Zuben: So, what he’s saying is it was too hard without your family’s name. Boohoo! Besides, he would have married any rando as long as it suited his purpose)

Mo Yan broke away from Situ and went to comfort Muchen, ‘It doesn’t matter. You survived.’ (Zuben: Survived what?! Mo Yan is so easy.)

They embraced, and she patted his back. Muchen raised his eyes and snickered at Situ Yi. (Zuben: *roll eyes/ facepalm)

This damned fellow! Situ Yi tried to temper his rising ire, ‘That’s long enough.’ He said.

130 Ability

Mo Yan pushed Muchen aside and handed him the documents.

‘I found that some funds are missing in this account.’ She said.

‘Sure enough, it’s not hard for Yan’er.’ Muchen chuckled.

‘Now I understand why you wanted me to study it.’

‘I wanted to know the ability of my secretary.’ Muchen said with an ambiguous smile. (Zuben: please stop this farce. You would sooner have her chained to the bedroom wetting the sheets at your leisure than have her in the boardroom. Maybe on the boardroom table?)

‘Have you found the culprit?’ Mo Yan asked.

‘Yes, it was an old friend.’ Muchen said looking dejectedly at the documents. (Zuben: And y’all were jibing Jinxu for not looking over his employees’ shoulders)

‘It would have been hard to know.’ Yi said trying to comfort his friend.

‘Since the meeting is over, I’m taking Yan’er to eat.’ Yi announced.

‘Let’s go. I need to eat too.’ Muchen said picking up his coat and leading them out.

‘Can you not come with us?’ Yi asked with a frown.

‘No.’ was the reply.

Mo Yan sighed and ignored them. She picked up her things and left the office ahead of them. (Zuben: How’s that for a day’s work?)  When they reached the car, she quickly took the back seat.

They drove up to a restaurant. Situ Yi said as he parked the car, ‘This place is owned by a friend; the food is delicious.’

Mo Yan looked at him suspiciously, he quickly added, ‘It isn’t owned by us.’ (Zuben: Not totally)

They got out of the car and entered the restaurant; a man with flamboyant looks, dressed in a flowery shirt with a bright smile on his face greeted them, ‘Dr Yi. President Xiao. You haven’t graced me with your presence in a long time.’

His gaze moved to Mo Yan and back to Situ Yi, ‘Isn’t this the beautiful daughter of the Mo family?’

‘She’s my woman.’ Yi replied, holding her and gently placing a kiss on her forehead. (Ugh. I can’t decide which I dislike more, there arsehole version or their love-stricken version. Both are sickening.)

His words made Mo Yan sad, but her face remained calm and she nodded, greeting the flowery man.

He smiled in return, ‘I can’t believe that the always along Dr Yi has finally found someone to love.’

He turned to one of the waiters standing by, ‘Come, take them to the prepared box, the meals are ready.’

‘Mr Xiao. Dr Yi. Please…’ the waiter gestured, but then he looked up at Xiao Muchen’s face, which was cold and it gave him a fright. His sharp eyes looked down at the waiter and walked by slowly.

The man raised his glass and smiled, ‘Mr Xiao, may I ask if the business with Chengdong is…settled?’ (Zuben: Where did you come from where did you go, where did you come from cotton eyed joe?)

The man’s words made Mo Yan feel curious.

‘Did Lei Han ask you to ask me?’ Muchen asked in a leisurely manner.

‘Yes, he did as me to ask. He is one of the managers of the development zone.’ The man with awkward smile, ‘Are things alright?’ (Zuben: Where did you come from? How did you know that he would be here, cotton eyed joe?)

‘It has been solved, but the mouse has not been pulled out yet.’ Muchen dapped the corner of his lips with his napkin, lifted his wine glass and stirred the liquid inside. He looked at the waiter, and indicated he should come and clean up.

‘I’m certain of Lei Han’s character. This cup is in regards to you. Please be sure to flush out the traitor.’ The man said before downing his glass. (Zuben: I’m confused, is this still the flowery man?)

‘It will be over in a few days. Let Lei Han know, he can have a few days off.’

The man’s eyes glowed in surprise and happiness, ‘Thank you, Mr Xiao!’  (Zuben: Thank you, lord and master.)

‘Yan’er, are you done?’ Yi asked. (Zuben: Didn’t they just sit and eat?)

‘Yeah, I’m done.’

‘Let’s go, A Chen.’ Yi said rising. (Zuben: I need to maximise my fuck day!)

Chu Jinxi and his friends just finished their dinner and were about to leave when he spied two imposing men not far from them. Their aura was cold and tense, looking with indifference around them. But when they looked at the woman with them, their expressions softened considerably.

He looked at the woman and there was a sense of familiarity in her figure but she was hidden by them. When he saw a glimpse of her face,

‘Girlie…?’

But they had begun to enter the car the valet had just driven up, so she didn’t hear him as they drove away. 

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