Chapter 33

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

More than half of the Shen family’s assets were in Maple Leaf Country. It was the only place where they had the best doctors and the most advanced medical equipment in the world.

Mu Qingfeng’s illness required those conditions the most. However, the Mu family’s influence couldn’t extend overseas.

But if Mu Qingyu married Shen Jingmo, everything would be solved. Mu Qingfeng had been suffering from heart disease since his conception. At a young age, the doctor restricted him from running around or having intense emotions. Before his heart disease struck at the age of six, he was the most promising successor of the Mu family.

At MY Group’s headquarters, Li Da dejectedly looked at the pile of documents on the table, then looked up and complained, “I’m just a personal assistant! Please, I beg you to let me go!”

A few department leaders stood opposite Li Da. They didn’t forget to cheer him on while leaving pleasant remarks.

“Assistant Li, you know our president the best. He’s not in a good mood today, so we won’t go in and get scolded. It’s been hard on you!”

“Brother Li, the people will remember everything you’ve done for us!”

“Brother Li! I’m willing to be your slave for the rest of my life!”

This crowd knew he was too embarrassed to refuse, so one by one, they flattered him! Li Da secretly gritted his teeth, but there was nothing else he could do.

A few days ago, the president’s mood was inexplicably good. He got off work early and went home every day, so this crowd also relaxed a lot.

After Shen Jingmo sent Mu Qingyu a text message last night, the other party ignored him. Li Da guessed that the two of them might have had a conflict.

In the morning, the cold man further confirmed Li Da’s guess. The first thing Shen Jingmo did when he came to the company was to call for a meeting with all the high-level executives. The proposals that these people had submitted, including Li Da, were all criticized by President Shen. All of them had to be returned and revised.

Not to mention them, even Li da, who was just a personal assistant, was terrified.

Shen Jingmo’s expression was as chilling as ever, but the ashtray on his table was filled with cigarette butts, which further solidified Li Da’s conjectures.

Li Da choked and coughed repeatedly. After he went in, he first placed the documents on the table and then went to open the window for ventilation.

Before Li Da could speak, Shen Jingmo suddenly spoke. The man’s voice was low.

Li Da, who had been with Shen Jingmo for two years, had never seen him in such a miserable state.

“Li Da, how do you usually coax your girlfriend when she’s unhappy?”

Li Da’s face was full of doubt.

What did he just say? Miss Mu looked so gentle and easy to talk to. What exactly did Shen Jingmo do to anger her?

And…with President Shen’s cold and indifferent personality, he could actually lose his composure in the company because of a woman…

Didn’t the TV series say that it could cure all diseases? A girl of Miss Mu’s age shouldn’t have any resistance to beautiful clothes and bags, right?

Shen Jingmo was speechless. He regretted asking Li Da. What could a single man like him know?

Li Da noticed the dissatisfaction in his employer’s eyes and suddenly reacted.

“By the way, Miss Mu doesn’t seem to like noisy environments, nor does she like shopping in the mall. If she didn’t like shopping malls, it meant that she didn’t like clothes and bags, and she was likely not interested in beautiful jewelry…”

What she liked…

Shen Jingmo took out a stack of documents from the drawer and slapped it in front of Li Da.

Li Da picked it up and read, “Zhang Group Acquisition Plan.”

‘What the hell!!!’

Li Da asked weakly, “Boss, this… Is this Miss Mu’s wish?”

“Not really. I wanted to do that.” Shen Jingmo knew that Mu Qingyu cared a lot about the embroidery workshop and that she was quite angry with the Zhang family when she went to the embroidery workshop in Yan City a few days ago. He thought that he might as well give her the embroidery workshop in Yan City. Would Mu Qingyu be happier?