Fujin Park Villa District.
The renovation team had been going in and out of the Yuan Ling Family's three-story mansion for the past few days.
In order to keep an eye on the renovation, Sheng Anran put off several jobs at hand and wholeheartedly stayed at home to keep an eye on them. The people in the renovation team were all found by Qiao Mu. Although the people Qiao Mu found were always reliable, Sheng Anran was still worried.
After all, this was the house where Ling Han used to live. If anything happened, she could not bear the responsibility.
"Hey, where's the statue at the door?"
She stood at the door wearing a mask and waved the dust in front of her as she questioned the worker who was busy moving the living room furniture out.
The worker frowned. "What statue? I don't know."
"Hey, how can you not know? I put it at the entrance when I came. It's that artistic human statue … "
"You don't know, you don't know. We can't be the ones who took away such a big statue, right?"
"Hey, you're talking …"
"Miss Sheng." A clear male voice interrupted the two's argument from afar.
Qiao Mu walked up in a suit and glanced at Sheng Anran with a smile. "What's wrong?"
"The statue at the door is gone. They've been going in and out of here for the past two days. When I asked them, they said they didn't know."
Sheng Anran snorted. "I think these people's hands and feet are not very clean."
Qiao Mu frowned and waved her hand to dismiss the indignant worker. Then she looked at Sheng Anran and sighed. "Young Master told me to put away the statue yesterday at noon. He said that you were going to renovate the new house. According to the renovation style, the furnishings and decorations were all bought and put away in the warehouse, along with the old furniture."
"Is that so?"
Sheng Anran was taken aback.
"He didn't tell me."
Qiao Mu smiled with concern in her eyes.
"Miss Sheng, I think you'd better not stay here. Why don't you go to the second floor? There's a lot of dust here. It's not a big deal to dirty your clothes, but it won't be good if the workers stumble around and trip you."
"It's fine. I have to watch them finish the renovation personally. Otherwise, I'm afraid they'll cut corners."
Sheng Anran waved her hand with a nonchalant expression.
Qiao Mu looked at her with a strange gaze and was absent-minded for a few seconds.
"Hey, make way, make way …" A few workers carried the paint used to paint the walls as they walked past. Although they used good paint, they couldn't avoid the pungent smell.
Sheng Enran was facing several workers with his back, but he couldn't move the 12-centimeter high-heeled shoes under his feet. As soon as he turned around, he staggered and fell toward the bucket of paint on the wall.
Qiao Mu was quick to react and reached out to grab her wrist. She pulled with all her might and barely pulled her over the paint bucket. Her high heels snapped at the base with a crack.
"Are you okay?"
Qiao Mu looked down at the woman in her arms with concern.
She practically instinctively broke free, but she stumbled again and fell back into Qiao Mu's arms.
"Damn it …" She lowered her head and looked at the broken heel of her shoe.
Qiao Mu creased her brows and looked around. Right now, the workers were all busy in the backyard, so no one was paying attention to her. She simply steeled her heart and directly carried her up to the second floor.
"Ah … what are you doing?"
Sheng Enran screamed and abruptly covered her mouth, afraid that she would attract the workers' attention.
When they reached the second floor, she struggled out of Qiao Mu's arms and landed on the large bed in the master bedroom. She angrily rebuked in a low voice, "Assistant Qiao, what are you doing? Pay attention to your status."
"Sit here for a while. I'll go find you a pair of shoes. There are too many people downstairs."
Qiao Mu's expression was indifferent, seemingly without any fluctuations in emotion.
Sheng Enran was momentarily at a loss for words. Looking at his tall and straight back, her throat seemed to be blocked by something. After a while, she awkwardly moved her lips and spoke in an extremely quiet voice.
"Thank you …"
After closing the door, Qiao Mu's stiff back gradually relaxed. The residual warmth in his chest made his heart beat non-stop. He slowly exhaled with furrowed brows, his expression a bit gloomy.
Five minutes later, the door opened. Qiao Mu held a pair of cotton slippers in one hand and a cup of water in the other. After putting down the cup, he placed the slippers on the floor.
"I found it in the entrance. The label was just cut, so it's new."
Sheng Enran nodded. After changing into the slippers, she picked up the cup by the bed and drank a mouthful of water. "Thank you."
"You're welcome. Director Ling instructed me to take care of your matters, so this is what I should do."
Qiao Mu's voice was light and indifferent, without any discernible emotion.
Sheng Enran sighed and said, "What exactly is Ling Han capable of? His assistants and secretaries are all weirdos."
Qiao Mu did not know whether this was a compliment or a disparagement, but he did not comment and clenched his fingers. "Then Miss Sheng, you can rest here. I'll go downstairs to check on the renovation."
Sheng Enran wanted to dig a swimming pool in the backyard for parties. All kinds of water pipes buried under the original empty space had to be replanned. This project was truly a bit huge, and this house could not be inhabited for at least two months.
"Hey, wait a minute." Sheng Enran paced two steps and called out to Qiao Mu.
Seeing him turn around, Sheng Enran pursed her lips and pointed at a room at the other end of the corridor next to the washroom. "Assistant Qiao, do you know what that room is used for?"
The room she was pointing at was the utility room that Ling Han mentioned, the room that he told her to ignore.
However, her woman's intuition told her that there must be something strange about that room.
Qiao Mu followed her gaze, and when she saw the tightly shut door, she creased her brows.
"Director Ling didn't tell you?"
"Tell … tell me what?"
Sheng Enran observed his expression, trying to catch something.
Qiao Mu stared at the door for a few seconds. "Nothing, it's just a utility room for storing things. Since Director Ling locked it, it means that it's better not to touch it easily. Curiosity is not a good thing."
"Hey, what are you saying …"
"Miss Sheng, that's all I have to say. Please rest well."
After saying this, Qiao Mu went downstairs without looking back.
Looking at Qiao Mu's back, Sheng Enran frowned and looked at the room. She was more and more confused. Who would put a utility room on the second floor where the sun rose?
What exactly was inside?
The curtain of night gradually fell.
In the Pleasure Group, except for the technical department, the lights on the other floors were turned off one by one.
After working overtime at her desk to organize the documents for the afternoon meeting, Ye Huanyan closed her laptop and stretched. She slowly exhaled and looked at the intern Xiao Dong who was originally sitting in Ji Xiaoyue's seat.
"Xiao Dong, I'll do the rest. You can get off work."
Xiao Dong was slightly taken aback, and then she revealed a joyful expression. "Thank you, Sister Ye."
Ye Huanyan smiled and winked.
"Don't make your boyfriend wait."
Xiao Dong had been doing odd jobs in the assistant group for more than a year. Her boyfriend would come to pick her up from work every night, rain or shine. This was something that everyone in the president's office knew.
She was a bit embarrassed. "Sister Ye, you're teasing me again."
"No, I'm really envious of you."
"Sister Ye is so eligible, your boyfriend must be very outstanding, right?"
This question made Ye Huanyan's smile gradually disappear.
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