He suddenly barged in. Shouldn't she be the one who was unhappy?

She was about to say, "You..."

After glancing at Wushuang, he stood alone against the door, took a step back, looked up at the sign on the door, and after confirming that it was correct, he opened the door again and came in. His sharp eyes swept around her body and then he slowly spoke,

"Miss, this is the men's room."

All Jing Wushuang's emotions instantly turned to embarrassment, her fair face turned blue and red. What did she hear? This is the men's room? She actually stayed in the men's room for so long.

She stood up while holding on to the sink, grabbed her handbag to cover her face and moved toward the door. When she passed by him, she whispered, "I'm sorry."

"Wait a moment."

Just when Jing Wushuang was about to flee the scene, the man's deep and cold voice came again. He seemed to be used to giving orders. Anyway, by the time Jing Wushuang reacted, he had already stood still.

She turned around and saw him walking to where she was sitting, bending down to pick up something and walking towards her again.

It wasn't until he handed the thing to her with his long and beautiful fingers that he realized that her cell phone had fallen to the ground at some point. She reached out to take it and whispered gratefully, "Thank you."

The man turned around before she finished speaking. Jing Wushuang stared at his back blankly. This man gave her a very cold feeling. She was aware of the danger instinct. She didn't think the man just now was a good person, but she didn't expect it.

He would personally pick up her phone and return it to her. It seemed that he should not have such approachable behavior.

Within one minute, she said "sorry" and "thank you" to a strange man. She rarely said these two words. It seemed that she was always the one being apologized and thanked.

On the contrary, the suffocating emotions just now were dispersed, and she finally returned to her usual calm and self-possessed mind. She smiled to herself, a phone call could defeat her, but what about when she really faced them?

If you hold on to the past, you will only hurt yourself in the end. The opposite of love should not be hate, let alone such emotional fluctuations. Indifference is the real letting go.

In the past two years, she had tried not to recall the past, so much so that she thought she had really forgotten that past.

When one day, those involved in that past unfolded without warning, she couldn't adapt to it.

Maybe, after settling for more than two years, it’s time to face it head on.

She quickly adjusted her breathing and slowly walked back to her seat.

When she sat down, she returned to the calm, self-possessed, distant and elegant Jing Wushuang.

Mu Yuhao had already placed two pieces of dessert in front of him and frowned, "Why did you come back? I thought something had happened to you, so I almost went to the women's restroom to look for you."

She smiled helplessly and thought, luckily he didn't come, otherwise the whole Chenyu International would know tomorrow that she entered the wrong men's room.

The title of Vice President Mu Chenyu International Loudspeaker is not for nothing.

Mu Yuhao looked at her smile and was a little stunned.

Her smile is really beautiful, her water-washed eyes are clear and translucent. She doesn't smile often, but her eyebrows are always raised, as if just slightly bending the corners of her mouth can make her feel like spring flowers are blooming.

"Mr. Mu?"
Chapter completed!