"So be it!"
"Alright," Mu Yin Yin began, but then she suddenly recalled the scene she had just witnessed. She immediately continued, "Sorry, I just thought of a more suitable candidate."
As Qi Mo listened, he had already noticed her slightly furrowed brow. He knew Mu Yin Yin was looking serious. Qi Mo couldn't help but frown, his magnetic voice deepening slightly, "Who is the more suitable candidate, Fu Si Ye?"
Currently, Fan Xing also had a collaboration with Fu Shi.
And then there was Mu Yin Yin and Fu Si Ye's past—their marital relationship!
Just as Mu Yin Yin was about to respond, Qi Mo spoke before her, his tone deepening slightly, "Fu Si Ye is here?"
"Yes," Mu Yin Yin did not deny it.
Qi Mo asked her with full of confusion, "What's your plan?"
Qi Mo did not ask why.
These words surprised Mu Yin Yin. She slightly raised her eyes to look at the man. Qi Mo was a kind-tempered, infinitely gentle person, and most importantly, he was understanding.
Being with someone like him was comforting.
However, she had no aspirations for love at the moment. Moreover, given Qi Mo's status, his parents would never accept her, a remarried woman.
"You found out that Lu Shan is the son of the Transportation Bureau, so I thought the person behind him must have a very powerful background. I need to know this person's identity. I don't know why this person chose to cooperate with Nan Shi Qing, and Nan Shi Qing has Fu Si Ye by her side..."
At this point, Qi Mo already understood Mu Yin Yin's idea: to use her cooperation with Fu Si Ye to attract others' attention and lure this person out.
"I respect your choice," Qi Mo said without further ado. Soon, the dance was over.
According to his original plan, after this dance, he would remove Mu Yin Yin's mask. But looking at it now, there was no longer any need.
He released Mu Yin Yin.
As Mu Yin Yin walked away, she frankly told Qi Mo, "I promise to do what I said I would."
"Good."
Qi Mo nodded and watched Mu Yin Yin leave.
Mu Yin Yin walked to a quiet spot and took out her phone to call Fu Si Ye. As it turned out, the ringtone sounded right beside her.
She turned her head and saw Fu Si Ye leaning in the shadows, wearing a black mask, his deep black eyes revealing nothing.
"Something wrong?" Fu Si Ye squinted, a half-smoked cigarette still held between his fingers.
The tip of the cigarette glowed scarlet, wisps of smoke curling up.
Even as he spoke his next words, he took a deep drag, and his face was instantly obscured by the blue smoke and white mist, making him appear ethereal.
Mu Teng had already sent him the photos of Mu Yin Yin and Qi Mo alighting from the car together, which were captured by the media, as well as the news that had trended.
Especially the custom starlight gown she was wearing, its threads soaked in pearl powder and hand-sewn with special materials.
It possessed a different kind of beauty from every angle, but all angles gave a sense of shimmering brilliance.
The gown was not cheap. Coupled with Mu Yin Yin's tall stature and fair skin, and her being inseparable from Qi Mo after their entrance, wearing feathered masks, it was impossible not to be noticed.
Just now, they had even danced together. The glances they exchanged, their whispered conversations—their expressions held only each other.
At that moment, he truly wanted to rush over and pull Mu Yin Yin away from Qi Mo.
He was looking for her, but she wasn't answering his calls, yet she was reveling in the dance with her new flame.
However, the moment the thought surfaced, he dismissed it. They were divorced now. What would it look like if he rushed over?
"Can you put out the cigarette first?" Mu Yin Yin asked, wrinkling her nose at the pungent smell of smoke.
She didn't like him smoking.
During their three years of marriage, she had brought this up many times, but Fu Si Ye had never listened to her, nor had he ever looked her in the eye. If she hadn't drugged him, he wouldn't have even touched her!
Fu Si Ye did not extinguish the cigarette. He also noticed the distance Mu Yin Yin was maintaining from him, which made him even more agitated. "Don't you want your new flame anymore?"
"...What does it matter to you, President Fu, whether I want a new flame or not?" Mu Yin Yin glared at him displeasantly, her disdain more evident in her eyes.
Fu Si Ye had never said a single word to make her happy. Recalling her past affection for him and her three years of persistence, Mu Yin Yin felt speechless with herself.
What exactly did she like about Fu Si Ye?
Fu Si Ye sneered, curling his lips, "Then why are you here now? You're not here specifically to manage me, are you?"
The mockery in his words was exceptionally clear.
Mu Yin Yin retorted with equal sarcasm, "You think too highly of yourself. Your skills are just so-so, not worth my..."
"Mu Yin Yin, you're asking for death!"
Before Mu Yin Yin could finish speaking, Fu Si Ye grabbed her by the neck and pinned her against the wall.
Mu Yin Yin could feel the force of his grip and the burning anger in his eyes, as well as the malevolence radiating from his entire body.
She wasn't afraid of him!
Immediately, she grabbed Fu Si Ye's collar, yanked him forward, and said with a sarcastic smile, "You're not as skilled as others, and you're not allowed to say it?"
Her makeup was exceptionally exquisite today. Fu Si Ye had never seen Mu Yin Yin dressed like this before. Coupled with Mu Yin Yin's retorts,
The anger that flared up in Fu Si Ye's heart made him want to execute her on the spot!
However, Fu Si Ye's anger subsided not long after, extinguished by himself.
He released Mu Yin Yin and sneered coldly, "Mu Yin Yin, are you trying to provoke me?"
As he spat out these words, the mockery on his lips was exceptionally evident, as was the disgust in his eyes.
Mu Yin Yin replied in the same tone, "Do you think that's possible? Your skills are poor, and you haven't touched your own wife for three years. Now you're still fantasizing that I'll provoke you? Fu Si Ye, I think your thought process is truly peculiar!"
Her words were sharp and pointed, giving Fu Si Ye no room to save face.
Fu Si Ye wanted to strangle her, but he couldn't actually kill her.
After all, this was the banquet hall.
"Mu Yin Yin, don't try to anger me, or else—"
Fu Si Ye's prolonged gaze was filled with a dangerous aura as he continued to warn her.
Mu Yin Yin paid his words no mind, "Why would I provoke you? You were the one who spoke rudely to me first. If you can look for me to cause trouble for Nan Shi Qing, and make things difficult for me anytime because of cooperation, can't I come to you for matters of cooperation?"
He spoke ill of her first, and she reciprocated. There was nothing wrong with that.
After all, she had no relationship with Fu Si Ye anymore, and she no longer loved him. Why should she tolerate Fu Si Ye's sarcastic words and temper?