Chapter 18

" Summer Mu? Summer Mu?"

"Hmm? "She was startled and looked up from the computer to see Zhang from the department standing at the table, smiling at her.

"What are you looking at? You're so mesmerized. "Zhang asked.

"Oh, I'm processing some data. "Summer Mu awkwardly patted her head, actually she was daydreaming just now." Zhang, what's up?"

Zhang smiled particularly appropriately and warmly, pointing behind her. Summer Mu just saw that Meng and the manager were standing at the entrance of the marketing department, talking about something. Summer Mu's heart trembled like an electric shock, and she forced a low laugh, "Why is Mr. Meng here?"

Zhang replied, "The performance has been so good these days. Mr. Meng said he would treat everyone in the marketing department to drinks. Well, the money has been given, go buy it now."

"Hey. "Summer Mu hurriedly took the money and stood up. As she walked out the door, she lowered her head and said," Hello, Mr. Meng, hello, manager."

The manager smiled and said, "Go buy some drinks, hurry up, hurry up."

And Meng only let out a gentle "hmm", his voice falling into Summer Mu's ears, particularly low and casual, and he didn't look at her.

Summer Mu hurriedly descended the stairs.

There was a good coffee downstairs after crossing the street. Summer Mu rarely came here on weekdays because it's expensive. But the taste was truly exquisite and tempting.

It was in the afternoon, and the clear May sunshine was shining on the road outside. There were not many people in the coffee, the music was gentle, and the aroma was strong. Summer Mu stood in front of the bar and ordered more than ten drinks in one go. Without having to pay for it yourself, there was a hint of arrogance, and the stagnant and chaotic feeling in her heart seemed to have eased a bit.

She lowered her head and looked at the exquisite pastries on the counter, thinking to herself, 'Please console yourself.'.

"Do you have chestnut cake? "She asked.

The waiter apologized and said, "I'm sorry, the chestnut cake has just been sold out. We need to wait for ten more minutes for the new one. Do you want it?"

After thinking for a moment, Summer Mu replied, "Forget it." She had always liked things with chestnut flavor, and the chestnut cake here had been eaten two or three times at great expense. That taste was simply her favorite.

Finally, on the recommendation of the store clerk, she personally paid for a tiramisu and ordered a glass of juice. Taking a break from her busy schedule, she found a seat in a secluded corner and waited for the clerk to pack while eating.

Remembering what happened yesterday morning, Summer Mu's heart was still boiling water, difficult to calm down. She lowered her head and looked at her hand. The hands were still fair and slender, but there were thin calluses on the palms. And that's how Meng grasped it. What were his thoughts on her? Where did he want to put her?

Just as she was lost in thought, she heard the wind chime "jingling" at the door and someone came in.

She looked up and saw Beck, dressed in a black suit and shirt, walking in with a calm expression.

Summer Mu stared at him.

He also saw her, but as if he hadn't seen her, he walked straight to the bar to order.

Summer Mu remained motionless like a mountain, bowing his head and continuing to drink juice and eat cake.

Footsteps approached, and a black suit flashed by. He sat down across from her table with a plate in his hand. A distance of less than 0.5 meters.

And surprisingly, there was a freshly baked chestnut cake on his plate.

Summer Mu completely cast aside the small dispute with Meng. She looked at Beck, who exuded an elite aura all over her body and began sipping coffee lightly. The text message she sent him yesterday came to her mind: 'How about you bite me?'?

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"Why are you sitting here with so many vacancies? "She said.

"Why not? "He said calmly.

Summer Mu was dry and crisp, and didn't speak anymore.

After a while, his voice sounded again: "Why help Meng?"

Summer Mu was taken aback and looked up at him strangely, "If I don't help Meng, can I still help you?"

He looked straight at her, the sunlight reflecting his eyebrows and eyes clearly. His eyebrows were straight and defiant, and his nose bridge was equally high and straight.

"Yes."he replied," Good birds choose trees to live on, so you should stand by my side."

Summer Mu suddenly didn't know how to answer the conversation. This person was cold, arrogant, strong, and straightforward. And even though he owed her, why was it now as if she owed him?

"I'm not a poultry."she murmured softly," I can't understand the reasoning you're saying."

This statement sounded a bit insulting.

Beck: "What did you say?"

"It's nothing. "Summer Mu quickly lowered her head, smiled, and picked up a small spoon to scoop a bite of cake.

The sound of music gently lingered in her ears, and the man across from her no longer showed any signs of emotion. The familiar delicate fragrance permeated between her teeth, and Summer Mu took one bite after another. Suddenly, she noticed that Beck glanced at her again, his eyes... a bit indescribable.

Summer Mu suddenly realized and looked at the cake that she was about to finish.

Oh my god, I ate the wrong food. This was his chestnut cake.

Because the table was small and their meals were placed close together, she was distracted just now, and chestnut cake was her favorite, so she didn't stop eating while eating.

Summer Mu was extremely embarrassed and immediately put down the spoon, saying, "This…"

"Does it feel particularly good to eat something from someone else's bowl? "He said.

Summer Mu's face turned red. She glanced at him and decisively raised her hand to call the waiter, "Give him another piece of chestnut cake."

He didn't speak. Summer Mu calmed down and thought to herself that she had eaten everything. She had to finish it for 15 dollars. Unexpectedly, after taking two more bites, he spoke again, "This spoon is also the one I just used."

Summer Mu: "..."

She immediately threw away the spoon, only to hear his calm voice again: "I used something and don't like others to use it again."

Summer Mu really wanted to cover his face with cake. He had already seen her eat the wrong cake and use the wrong spoon, but he deliberately waited until now to say. He said it twice.

A faint smile flashed in Beck's eyes. Summer Mu knew she was at fault, enduring her temper and embarrassment. Just as she was about to get up, she heard a gentle female voice behind her: " Beck, how long have you been here? This is…"

Beck raised his head, and Summer Mu followed suit. He saw the woman of that night, Cheng, the daughter of the chairman of Y Group, standing behind them. She was dressed in casual clothes, but still looked tall and slender. Her face was still a bit pale, and had a bandage on her right arm, but her makeup was delicate and her smile was light.

At the moment when she saw Summer Mu's face clearly, Cheng was taken aback for a moment, then nodded at her and smiled appropriately.

Summer Mu nodded politely at her, but thought to herself that this woman, like Beck, exuded a sense of superiority. She felt she should go now.

Beck stood up and pulled out a chair for Cheng. Summer Mu glanced at him, he now had grace.

"This is Summer Mu."Beck briefly introduced to the two," Cheng."

"Hello. "Summer Mu said politely to Beck," I'll leave first. "Beck looked at her and nodded. Who knew that at this moment, Cheng suddenly spoke up: "Summer Mu? Are you Summer Mu from No. 6 Middle School?"