Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
âHow would I know such a big shot?â Song Liangjiang was shocked. It was impossible for her to know Chu Jingmo!
The professor called and Tang Yi answered.
âGet Jiang Miaoâer to prepare to return to City A earlier. President Chu said that heâs very satisfied with her previous designs. He wants her to go to the Chu Corporation to focus on designing and itâs easier to communicate.â
Tang Yi looked at Song Liangjiang with a faint smirk. How dare she lie saying that she didnât know him?
Song Liangjiangâs little fists began to clench again. Why was Chu Jingmo so sly?
Regardless of what, the next day, Song Liangjiang was sent to the airport. The professor looked as though he was sending his child to the college entrance examination, waiting for his child to bring him glory two months later.
After sending Song Liangjiang to the counter, the professor turned around without another glance, and went back to work with Tang Yi and her other senior.
Song Liangjiang was speechless.
âHelp Mrs. Chu to upgrade her seat.â
Song Liangjiang took a big step back when Chu Jingmo approached. She puffed up her cheeks and glared at him. âYou went back on your word.â
âHow did I go back on my word? Professor Cheng doesnât know about our relationship.â Chu Jingmo looked at the angry little puffer-fish in front of him and his mood improved instantly.
âYouâ¦â Song Liangjiang took a deep breath. She finally understood why Little Rice Ball had so many evil ideas. Song Liangjiang was angry, yet she was timid. She quickly took out a document from her bag. âSign it.â
Chu Jingmo looked at the document that was thrust at him. This was the first time someone had dared to ask him to sign something in this way.
âFrom the day of the contract, Song Liangjiang promises to cooperate with Chu Jingmo for a year and chase away the women he doesnât like. When the contract expires, Chu Jingmo will have to sign the divorce agreement and promise that the two of them will have nothing to do with each other after the divorce. He will also give Song Liangjiang a compensation of 30 million yuan.â Chu Jingmo read each word and looked at Song Liangjiang with disdain.
He made no secret of the fact that heâd never seen a terrible contract.
The contract was handwritten, and her handwriting was plump and cursive. Does that even count as a contract?
âWhy a year?â
âIt would be even better if you found true love within a year, but someone like youâ¦â He was more suitable to be alone. She wasnât stupid. How could she keep chasing away random women for him indefinitely?
Chu Jingmo looked at her. Song Liangjiang shivered and quickly hid behind Li Chuan, who had returned after upgrading her seat. âI mean, who doesnât set a deadline for a contract?â
âCome out.â
âI wonât.â Song Liangjiang didnât believe that he would resort to violence in public.
Li Chuan stood still and broke out in cold sweat. If she wanted to hide, she shouldnât hide behind him!
âSign it first. Weâll only work together after you sign it.â Song Liangjiang pointed at the piece of paper and asked him to sign it. She had made up her mind to keep hiding until he signed it.
Chu Jingmo looked at Li Chuan, who immediately handed over a fountain pen while trembling.
With a wave of his hand, Chu Jingmo signed his name next to her childish handwriting and handed it to Song Liangjiang.
Song Liangjiang peeked around Li Chuan warily. She tiptoed to look at his signature and stretched her hand. However, he pulled it away before she could touch it. âHow can there only be one copy of the contract?â
Song Liangjiang was speechless.
On the plane to City A, Chu Jingmo closed his eyes to rest, while Song Liangjiang sat and copied the contract.
As an adorable genius in the construction industry, she had never suffered such grievances.
Only sleep could solve her worries.
Therefore, Song Liangjiang fell asleep. In her dream, there would always be a brave knight who killed the tyrant.
â¦
The children at the entrance of City Aâs Happy Kindergarten had all been picked up by other parents. Only Little Rice Ball and Little Rice Bun were still waiting for the professorâs wife to pick them up.
The elder brother, Little Rice Bun, was jumping around on the steps, but the younger brother, Little Rice Ball, was frowning as he stared at the man in the advertisement on the screen across the road.
âLittle Rice Ball, what are you looking at?â Little Rice Bun looked at his brother and ran over to pinch his brotherâs chubby face.
Little Rice Ball frowned. He didnât know why his mother and brother liked to pinch his cheeks. Every protest he made only made it worse.
âItâs nothing. Grandma Lin is here. Letâs go.â Little Rice Ball took her brotherâs hand and walked to find the old lady.
âLittle Rice Ball, you have to smile more. Look, if you continue to keep a straight face, youâll become an old man.â Little Rice Bun ran in front of his brother and made a face to cheer him up.
Little Rice Ballâs face was solemn as he looked at his brother, who had been acting cute in front of him. He sighed and held his brotherâs hand tightly. âWatch where youâre going.â
Professor Chengâs wifeâs surname was Lin. After she retired, she had been helping to take care of Little Rice Bun and Little Rice Ball.
âWhoâs that, Grandma?â Little Rice Ball asked, pointing at the man on the big screen.
Grandma Lin took a look and said, âHeâs Chu Jingmo, a particularly powerful big boss.â
âWow, is he very rich?â Only then did Little Rice Bun take a serious look at the person on the screen. His eyes were about to burst into stars.
The old lady smiled and patted Little Rice Bun on the head. The two children looked exactly the same, but their personalities were completely different. One was an innocent money-grubber, and the other was quiet and wise.
Chu Jingmo. Little Rice Ball lowered his head and recited the name.
â¦
Song Liangjiang got off the plane and disappeared swiftly.
Chu Jingmo looked at the person running away. âSheâs quite fast with her short legs.â
Li Chuan was speechless.
Was a height of nearly 1.7 meters considered short-legged? he wondered.
But looking at his Presidentâs long legs, he understood.
Song Liangjiang ran out of the airport in one breath. Seeing that no one was chasing after her, she instantly tidied up her appearance and walked out.
âQuick, quick, quick. Itâs Xie Yu.â
A group of young girls holding banners swarmed forward, knocking into Song Liangjiang and making her stumble several times. The laptop in her hand fell to the ground.
âMy laptop!â Liangjiang shrieked and hurriedly bent to pick it up.
The laptop slid all the way to someoneâs feet, and Song Liangjiang was pushed forward in that direction.
Song Liangjiang exclaimed. She had finally picked up her laptop, but she bumped into a manâs leg.
The surroundings seemed to have instantly quietened down. The group of bustling fans looked at the woman who had pounced on Xie Yu and wished they could chop her into pieces with their eyes. That was Xie Yu, their idol. That woman had actually pounced on him.
âAre you all right, Miss?â Xie Yu asked gently, taking off his sunglasses.
Song Liangjiangâs foot was hurting from being stepped on, and her shoulder was hurting as well. âWho are you? Donât you know that in publicâ¦â Her voice became softer and softer. The distance between her head and Xie Yu was only inches apart. She could even glimpse the delicate skin on his face and the faint scent on his body. âItâs crowded.â
Xie Yu was also stunned for a moment, as if he did not expect his fan to be so beautiful. She was even more good-looking than a celebrity.
âIâm sorry.â Xie Yu came back to his senses and reached out to pull Song Liangjiang up.
Song Liangjiang gazed at the fair hand in front of her. Before she could reach out with her arm, she was pulled upâ¦