Upon seeing Liu Shuihan again, Xin Yu suddenly had a feeling—she recognized him, especially his profile, which held a strange familiarity.
But when he turned his head, his eyes, gleaming with an amber light, made him seem unfamiliar.
Seeing Xin Yu staring at him, Liu Shuihan's pupils contracted.
Realizing her lapse in composure, Xin Yu quickly regained her composure and followed Liu Hen to her seat.
The S country specialty product merchant that Liu Shuihan introduced was a short, stout middle-aged man with a slightly balding head, but his small eyes were quite shrewd.
"President Zhang is here to explore the Qing country specialty product market, and I heard from Henhen that you are planning to become agents for S country products, so I'm taking the liberty of making the connection; perhaps it will spark something." After some pleasantries, Liu Shuihan got to the point.
Perhaps because he was already acquainted with Mr. Zhang, Xin Yu's explanation of her ideas surprisingly won Mr. Zhang's approval, and he showed a strong interest in cooperation.
"Ms. Xin, Ms. Liu, you young people have such broad thinking and abundant creativity! I truly didn't expect to combine traditional Chinese painting, a traditional art form, with modern technology!"
"Mr. Zhang, you flatter me," Xin Yu nodded slightly, neither humble nor arrogant. "We have many ideas, but lack practical experience. We still need your guidance."
This was Xin Yu's true thought. She had never put it into practice. Using traditional Chinese painting to display gifts and then selling them through e-commerce channels, she had no idea if anyone would buy them.
However, Mr. Zhang seemed genuinely interested and directly discussed the contract, "Ms. Xin, if we cooperate, how about a 40/60 split?"
40/60 split? Xin Yu and Liu Hen exchanged a glance. He gave her a reassuring look. Xin Yu pursed her lips, pondered for a moment, and said, "Mr. Zhang, since it was Liu…brother who introduced us, let's not beat around the bush. A 20/80 split is fine, you get 80%, we get 20%."
Liu Shuihan turned his head, looking intently at Xin Yu. He hadn't expected her to address him that way, and he certainly hadn't expected her to offer so much!
"Miss Xin, have you thought this through?" Mr. Zhang seemed equally incredulous, glancing at Liu Shuihan as he reminded her.
"Mr. Zhang, I've thought it through very clearly, but I haven't finished yet." Xin Yu smiled slightly, her dark eyes sparkling. "Six months from now, if the model is successful, I want your permanent agency rights."
Seeing Mr. Zhang's slight surprise, Xin Yu added, "Of course, if it doesn't succeed, we don't want 20%, consider it money spent on experience."
Suddenly, the room fell silent.
Xin Yu looked at Liu Shuihan uncertainly. His eyes were gentle, filled with deep affection.
Affection…! Xin Yu was startled and quickly lowered her head, not daring to look at Liu Shuihan again. Why was he looking at her like that? Did they know each other?
Why couldn't she recall any connection between them?
"Haha!" President Zhang suddenly burst into laughter, his eyes narrowing into slits. "President Liu's introduction is truly impressive! For Miss Xin's courage, I'm definitely going to go through with this collaboration."
Xin Yu was delighted, her lips curving upwards. The two sides agreed on some details, and Liu Shuihan proactively took over the contract-related tasks.
Under the table, Liu Hen reached out and tugged at Xin Yu's hand, both of them smiling happily.
Xin Yu revealed her clean, white teeth, but froze the moment the door opened…
"President Zhang, why didn't you contact me when you came to S Country? If I hadn't bumped into your secretary just now, I doubt you were planning to see me at all!"
Mu, Mu Yi'ai! Clearly, the person Xin Yu didn't want to see was someone President Zhang was extremely happy to meet. His eyes shone even brighter than before, practically like tiny diamonds!
"Miss Mu..." President Zhang said, practically drooling, almost reaching out his hand.
"President Zhang, I heard you're planning to develop your business in Qingguo?" Mu Yi'ai sat down next to him without ceremony, her cat-like eyes gleaming, but her gaze was fixed on Xin Yu.
She twitched her lips. Sure enough, Mu Yi'ai was here for her!
For the pain of that injection?
President Zhang was completely open with Mu Yi'ai, recounting the whole story in detail...
"Such a great investment opportunity, President Zhang, won't you include me?" Mu Yi'ai said in a coquettish voice, slightly tossing her large, wavy hair, looking sexy and alluring. President Zhang was thrilled, almost ready to hand over his company.
However, Xin Yu trembled, goosebumps rising all over her body, while Liu Shuihan and Liu Hen were completely bewildered, not understanding how such a stunningly beautiful woman had suddenly appeared…
"Mr. Zhang, since you have guests, we won't bother you any longer. We'll discuss the agreement later," Xin Yu said politely, grabbing her bag and preparing to leave.
But Mu Yi'ai reached the door before her, still speaking in a coquettish voice to say goodbye to Mr. Zhang, and grabbed Xin Yu, pulling her out and dragging her to a corner.
"Let go!" Xin Yu struggled, but couldn't shake off Mu Yi'ai's grip. This she-devil was practically determined to fight her! "Mu Yi'ai, you've messed with me so many times, and I haven't even clung to you!" Xin Yu growled. "Are you just bored?!"
"Yeah, I've clung to you!" Mu Yi'ai said fiercely, gripping Xin Yu's hand tightly and pulling her along. "Tell me, what's your relationship with Nan Yu?!"
"What's my relationship with him?" Xin Yu was speechless, her lips pressed tightly together. "Regardless of my relationship with him, don't you think it's pointless for you to argue with me? If you like him, go after him... Ah!"
Xin Yu's hand went numb with pain. "I... I'm your sister-in-law!"
Hand Suddenly, her grip loosened, then tightened again. Mu Yi'ai sneered, "Haha! Sister-in-law? Are you really stupid or just pretending to be smart? So many people are desperate to get into our Mu family, and you think you're qualified?!"
"I'm not qualified? Do you think Mu Yichuan is a pervert?" Xin Yu raised an eyebrow. She didn't care what Mu Yi'ai said. "Why would you choose someone else who's desperate to get you over a normal woman like me?"
Taking advantage of Mu Yi'ai's pause, Xin Yu quickly and forcefully shook her off, only to crash into the wall beside her, instantly feeling dizzy with pain. She was determined to get rid of Mu Yi'ai today and learn some kung fu!
As Xin Yu thought to herself, Mu Yi'ai clung to her again, grabbing Xin Yu's neck. "I'll ask you one more time, what's your relationship with Nan Yu?!"
"I have no relationship with him whatsoever!" Hadn't she already admitted her relationship with Mu Yichuan?
Why was Mu Yi'ai so stubborn and didn't believe her? "No relation whatsoever?" Mu Yi'ai pulled out her phone and shoved it in front of Xin Yu's eyes. "No relation what? Then what's this?!"
The photos horrified Xin Yu. Who...who was following them?
Was this person targeting him or her?
In that instant, Xin Yu suddenly remembered a long time ago when she and Zhang Hong went to the Mu family's old house, and a black sedan had followed them...
How could this be? She had no grudge against anyone!
"Uh..." Xin Yu felt a rough force on her neck, almost suffocating. "Mu Yi'ai, you're crazy! Let me go!"
A primal love and attachment to life gave Xin Yu immense strength. Breaking free from Mu Yi'ai, she crashed into the adjacent private room...
Crash!
Most of the tableware on the table was knocked over. Xin Yu almost fell, but luckily a large hand caught her.
...! Xin Yu slumped to the floor, trembling with rage. She turned and glared at Mu Yi'ai outside the door. "You madwoman! If you're so capable, change your ways and make Nan Yu fall in love with you! What kind of skill is it to fight me!"
"What right do you have to lecture me!" Mu Yi'ai lunged forward, grabbing Xin Yu's bag, equally aggressive.
Seeing her bag ripped open, the man grabbed Mu Yi'ai's wrist. "If you want to fight, go outside."
Xin Yu then noticed the man. He was ordinary-looking, with a gentle face, but his words were icy cold, as if he had no desire to get involved.
Yes!
Who wants to meddle in other people's business these days!
In a flash, Xin Yu pulled out her phone from her bag, about to call Mu Yichuan…
But the man tackled her to the ground!
…!
The situation had inexplicably reversed, and Xin Yu was completely baffled by the man's motives. Meanwhile, Mu Yi'ai, who always disliked Xin Yu, froze on the spot, her hand still outstretched…
"Hahaha!" A moment later, Mu Yi'ai burst into laughter, looking arrogantly at Xin Yu, whose head was pressed to the ground. "How does it feel?"
"You—you let me go! I don't know you at all!" Xin Yu struggled, genuinely feeling that even the attraction between her and Mu Yi'ai was different; this body that attracted black energy was simply incredible!
"Of course you don't know me!" the man coldly shouted. "I don't know you either, thief!"
Thief?
How could she be a thief?
"You're the thief! Your whole family are!" Xin Yu cursed, twisting her arm forcefully. "Let me go! I—I'm calling the police!"
"Just what I wanted!" The man grabbed Xin Yu, his other hand clutching a blue velvet box. "This is—proof that you're a thief!"
The box? "Wasn't that what the acne-ridden boy gave her...?"
"My classmate gave it to me!" Xin Yu was stunned for a moment, then loudly explained, "Why do you say I stole it!"
"Go explain to the police." The man ignored her and dragged her out.
"Then, then I need a witness!" Xin Yu grabbed a chair next to her, refusing to leave, picked up her phone, and dialed Nan Yu, "Nan Yu, Nan Yu, help me! Someone's trying to arrest me... Come and be my witness!"
"Xin Yu?" Before Nan Yu on the other end of the line could react, Mu Yi'ai snatched Xin Yu's phone and hung up!
"You shameless woman!" Mu Yi'ai wanted to pinch Xin Yu again. This brat, she actually called Nan Yu right in front of her!
Was she provoking her?!
"Give me back my phone, or I'll tell—"
"Junior Sister Xin Yu?"
The three words "Mu Yichuan" that Xin Yu hadn't uttered were interrupted by Cheng Che's suddenly appearing voice.
"What are you doing here? And who is this?" Cheng Che asked, glancing at the man holding Xin Yu's arm. The sound of high heels clicking outside reached him; he glanced out, then the sound faded into the distance…
Meanwhile, Mu Yi'ai and Xin Yu inside the private room were both stunned…