Chapitre 11: Chapter 11 The Kiss of Confused Emotions
Keren Mu was just trying to wipe the tears from the corner of her eyes, not wanting anyone to see her in disarray.
But in that instant, Huang Qingtian's long arm suddenly clasped her shoulder, pulling her towards him. As surprise flickered in her wide eyes, he bent his head down and kissed her powdery lips…
Perhaps too shocked, Keren Mu froze like a silly goose, her lips parting slightly. This gave Qingtian Huang the advantage to taste all her sweetness.
The kiss left Qingtian Huang emotionally overwhelmed.
In a panic, she quickly pushed Qingtian Huang away and ran into the bedroom, covering her chest.
Having just returned and taken a shower, she lay down to rest here. Because of the hot weather, she had not bothered to put on underwear, as casual as her last few days living alone in the apartment had been.
But she hadn't expected to fall asleep lying there, and even more so, to be taken advantage of by Qingtian Huang, who had just returned.
Having escaped to the bedroom, Keren Mu leaned against the door, feeling as if the little deer in her heart might leap right out of her throat!
Watching Keren Mu's retreating back, Qingtian Huang curved his lips into a sly smile.
After several deep breaths, Qingtian Huang could only head into the bathroom for a cold shower…
*
The next morning, as Keren Mu sneaked out of the bedroom, she saw Qingtian Huang, dressed in a black tracksuit, emerging from another bedroom.
Honestly, Qingtian Huang moved with an elegance difficult for ordinary people to emulate, which sometimes even intimidated Keren Mu, no stranger to wealthy scions.
Curiously though, Qingtian Huang never sported any high-end brands. Take, for instance, the black tracksuit he was wearing—it looked plain, without even a brand logo.
But the fabric of the clothes was rarely seen and of exceptional quality. Even Keren Mu, accustomed to big-brand luxury, had seldom seen such material.
This Qingtian Huang was a mystery that Keren Mu found hard to fathom.
"Haven't had breakfast yet?" Qingtian Huang looked up and saw her, initiating the conversation.
His timely voice brought Keren Mu, who had been standing there dazed, back to reality.
"Mhm!" She nodded, bashfully shifting her gaze away.
Yet at the same time, she stole glances at Qingtian Huang from the corner of her eye.
Unaware of Keren Mu's surreptitious looks, Qingtian Huang had already reached the entryway before he spoke, "There's steamed buns and soy milk in the kitchen. If you're hungry, go have some. I'm going out for a run…"
He changed his shoes at the entryway and quickly disappeared from her sight.
It was only then that Keren Mu, who had been awkwardly diverting her eyes elsewhere, allowed her gaze to return.
Indeed, last night's kiss had made her feel awkward all night.
Whether to move out of this apartment or not was a question that hovered in her mind all night, resulting in her not sleeping well.
But now, it seemed that Qingtian Huang wasn't dwelling on the issue at all.
With that in mind, why should she even consider moving out? Besides, finding such a secure living environment on short notice would not be easy.
With that thought, Keren Mu unapologetically ate most of the buns and drank the soy milk Qingtian Huang had prepared, as if venting her dissatisfaction at being taken advantage of by him the night before…
*
After breakfast, Mu Keren grabbed her little bag and headed out the door.
She had passed the interview at Yushan Media the day before.
She could now be considered an intern at the media company.
As for her job, she heard it was to be an assistant to some actor, mainly to help deal with various miscellaneous tasks.
This was Keren's first job, so she was full of enthusiasm.
But unexpectedly, on the first day of work, Keren encountered the person she least wanted to meet.
"Zhou Jia corresponds with Wang Xin. Chen Huan corresponds with Zhou Mi, and as for Keren, you'll take care of Xuan Ling," explained Sister Chen, the person who had conducted Keren's interview that day, and now, she was also responsible for arranging their work.
Together with Keren, hired as assistants, were Zhou Jia and Chen Huan.
They were assigned to artists under Yushan Media with decent popularity. Thus, when they found out they could be assistants to well-known artists, they all cheered.
However, upon hearing a certain name, Keren completely froze on the spot.
"Keren, are you satisfied with this work arrangement?" Sister Chen seemed to notice Keren's reaction and asked.
"Satisfied," she said. But in truth, Keren's smile stiffened as she took the stack of documents in her hand.
"Keren, you have to understand that in this circle, anyone with a little fame tends to carry some pride and can be difficult to get along with. Don't look at the artist I've assigned you to; she doesn't have much renown right now, but she's easier to deal with than the other two..."
"Moreover, she has a good image, and the boss likes her a lot. You could say she's the most promising female star in our company right now. Once she becomes popular, you won't have to worry about food or clothing!" Sister Chen probably thought Keren was still unsatisfied with her assignment, so she pulled her to one side and earnestly tried to persuade her.
"I got it, Sister Chen. Actually, I'm not dissatisfied with the company's arrangement; I just think she looks a little like someone I know..." Keren said, her gaze landing on the stack of documents Sister Chen had given her.
On top was the resume of a female artist named Xuan Ling. In addition to her basic information, there was also a photo attached.
And right now, Keren's eyes were squarely fixed on that photo.
"Is that so? But in this world, there are many people who look alike! You must be mistaken," Sister Chen said to her.
"Yes, many people in the world look alike!" But how often do they share the exact same name?
Staring at the photo, Keren's starry eyes were now covered with a layer of frost.
Because the person in the photo was none other than Xuan Ling, the very woman she had seen entangled with La Chuan.
Not only that, Xuan Ling had once been her, Mu Keren's, close friend, living with the Mu family for nearly ten years...
Such a person, even if turned to ash, Keren would never mistake!
As Keren coldly scrutinized the photo, a sweet and familiar female voice came from not far away: "Sister Chen, didn't you say you'd arranged an assistant for me?"
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