The aloof beauty always has weak legs; the crazy boss is too ruthless.

Chapter 22 A Moment of Impulsiveness

late at night.

It's another full moon night.

Lu Siqi sat in the backyard, leaning against the red brick wall and looking up at the full moon.

Looking back on Jiang Hong's experiences over the past two weeks, she felt like she had been on a rollercoaster, with ups and downs, only to return to square one.

In the past, she most wanted to leave Jianghong and go to Bangnan as soon as possible, but now that it was time to leave, she was conflicted.

She has poor adaptability, a psychological resilience below zero, and even worse communication skills. If she leaves Musen and goes to Bangnan, her identity will definitely be exposed very quickly.

In fact, she knew very well that it was her own problems that were too great, and it was understandable that Mu Sen did not want to keep her.

Jiang Hong cannot stay, Bang Nan cannot go for the time being, and she does not want to desert and return to China. So what should she do next?
……

It's almost 2 a.m., and the jokes are back.

Lu Siqi was still sitting in the backyard, leaning against the red brick wall, lost in thought. The moonlight shone on her face, and she looked tired.

"Cuiying, why aren't you upstairs sleeping?" Duanzi was carrying a few cans of beer, which he brought for his brother Sen.

She smiled and said, "I'll be up in a bit."

"Is Brother Sen back yet?"

"Already asleep."

Noticing she was preoccupied, Duanzi went over and whispered, "Did Sen-ge yell at you again?"

Perhaps due to long-term repression, and needing to confide in someone, Lu Siqi let her guard down and said, "I did something wrong, I said the wrong thing."

“Don’t take it to heart. Brother Sen may have a sharp tongue, but he’s warm-hearted.” Duanzi pulled up a chair and sat down, telling her the secret to getting along with Mu Sen over the past six months. “No matter how harshly Brother Sen scolds me, I just let it go in one ear and out the other. If he kicks me, I’ll stick my butt out and let him kick me again. But you know what? Brother Sen never kicks me more than necessary.”

Duanzi's face beamed with a happy smile. "In all my life, besides my grandfather, Brother Sen is the second person who has been good to me. Even when he didn't have money, he would make sure I ate my fill first. He has never let me go hungry."

Lu Siqi listened quietly.

She recalled the day she arrived in Jianghong. To prevent Duanzi from taking advantage of her, Mu Sen deliberately said he needed her to shield him from the wind and made her sit at the very back of the motorcycle. Despite his large size, he didn't utter a single complaint for over ten minutes, even though he was sandwiched between her and Duanzi.

He bought her underwear, complained that the mattress was too soft and made his back hurt, so he threw the only mattress he owned onto her bed.

Even the softest mattress is more comfortable than sleeping on a hard board, right?

To prevent Kai and his gang from taking advantage of her, they created a persona of a widow who brings bad luck to her husbands, shielded her from drinking, and protected her by showing affection in public, so that she wouldn't be taken advantage of by men like Cui Tian.

Thinking about it this way, Lu Siqi felt much better.

Because aside from coaxing her into becoming his bed partner, Mu Sen is indeed a good person who takes action in other aspects.

But as the joke goes: his words are sharp and ruthless, and not just ordinary sharp words.

Their emotions are also extremely unstable; one second it's sunny, the next it could be thundering and raining.

After spending the past two weeks together, Lu Siqi could sense that Mu Sen's patience with her had reached its limit. The previous times, he had told her to leave, but this time, he told her: I can't keep you here any longer.

There's a limit to how shameless you can be. If she still refuses to leave after things have gone this far, then she's truly foolish.

……

The next day, Mu Sen slept until noon as usual. After getting up and washing up, he found that the room opposite was open. He went in and saw the neatly folded bedding, but there were no shoes on the shoe rack in the corner. He opened the wardrobe, which was also empty. Only then did he remember what he had said to Lu Siqi the night before.

Actually, what I said last night wasn't just a drunken impulse. It's fine if this girl goes to Bangnan; staying will only distract him and cause him more trouble.

I felt a little unwilling, but the task was more important at the moment.

After washing up, I heard the sound of a motorcycle and knew that Duanzi was coming back from buying food.

Just as Mu Sen was about to go downstairs, he heard Duan Zi ask in surprise, "Cuiying? Isn't this your suitcase? Why did you bring it downstairs?"

Thinking about how she would answer, Mu Sen didn't go down.

“I’m going to Bangnan.” Lu Siqi didn’t hide it from Duan. “Kai’s side is short of a person, and I can fill in for him. Tan Feng came over this morning and said that the schedule has been moved up and the bus will leave tonight.”

"How could you go to Bangnan!" Duanzi put down his food and quickly stopped him. "Let me tell you, Cuiying, Bangnan is nothing like what Kai and the others say! It's not paradise at all! If you go there, you'll be forced to commit fraud! They'll give you several lists to call every day! If you don't meet your targets, not only will you get your pay docked, but you'll also get beaten up!"

“It’s really Cuiying, I’m not lying to you!” He became more and more excited as he spoke, as if recalling his painful life in Bangnan. “If you don’t believe me, go ask Brother Sen! Brother Sen is from your hometown, he would never lie to you!”

As Duanzi was talking, he walked towards the stairwell. Just as he looked up, he saw his brother Sen upstairs and anxiously stomped his feet: "Brother Sen, come down quickly and persuade Cuiying. Bangnan is really not a suitable place for Cuiying to go! Cuiying will definitely be bullied if she goes there!"

"Let her go. Only when she goes will she have something to compare with." Mu Sen walked downstairs leisurely, looking nonchalant. "Otherwise, she'll always feel that letting her stay in Jianghong and learn tattooing from me is a waste of her talent."

When he got to the joke, he patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry about it, go eat your food."

"I suddenly lost my appetite, Brother Sen!" Duanzi pouted like a child. Seeing that he still wouldn't say anything to keep Cuiying, whom she liked, she said in a huff, "If you insist on sending Cuiying to Bangnan, Brother Sen, then I'll go too!"

"Since you enjoy getting beaten up so much, then go ahead." Mu Sen walked to the table, picked up his chopsticks, opened the lunchbox, and smelled a delicious aroma of pork ribs. "Just don't make me go and rescue you later."

Lu Siqi walked up to Duanzi and told him to go eat first. "You don't need to worry about me, Duanzi. I'm going to Bangnan. It has nothing to do with Brother Sen. You stay here and learn tattooing from Brother Sen. Once I've made some money in the park, I'll come and see you guys."

Hearing that she really wanted to leave, Duanzi's eyes suddenly reddened: "How can I not worry about you? It's not like I haven't seen them beat women before. They're even more perverted when they hit women."

Wiping away the tears that were about to fall, she choked out, "I've made up my mind, Cuiying. I'm going to Bangnan with you."

Mu Sen was getting really annoyed by what he was hearing, so he slammed his chopsticks on the table and yelled, "Don't make it sound like a life-or-death farewell! If you're going, pack your things now! We're leaving at 3:30 to meet at the travel agency!"

Duanzi shut up, finished his meal, and went back to the backyard to pack his luggage.

The renovation workers arrived at 1:30 and continued installing the ceiling.

Lu Siqi pulled her suitcase under the parasol outside, while Mu Sen went to the shop next door to chat with Bai Mier and Cui Tian.

Jianghong County has been experiencing a heatwave for the past few days, so hot that locals have already turned on their air conditioners and fans.

Sitting in the air-conditioned room, Mu Sen glanced at Lu Siqi sitting under the parasol through the glass. Seeing her calm and composed appearance, and recalling her stubbornness and disdain last night, Mu Sen couldn't help but chuckle.

After all, this girl only has a gentle and charming appearance; beneath that appearance lies a hard rock that can never be warmed.

Looking away, Mu Sen took the peeled orange from Cui Tian beside him, put it in his mouth and took a bite. It was so sour that Mu Sen almost spat it out.

"Is it sour?" Cui Tian asked doubtfully, breaking off a piece of rice and chewing it a few times. "This orange is clearly quite sweet."

Musen put the orange back in its place, replaced it with grapes, picked one and put it in his mouth, but it was still too sour for him to eat.

Bai Mi'er walked over and looked at Lin Cuiying sitting outside through the glass door. She roughly guessed his unusual behavior today. "Brother Sen, are you reluctant to part with Cuiying?"

“If you really can’t bear to part with it, and you’re too embarrassed to do it, I’ll go and talk to Cuiying for you, Brother Sen.”

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