Chapter 13: At Mu Corporation, a Direct Collision!
Mu Yin feigned ignorance: “I have no idea!”
But of course, she hadn’t stumbled on some lucky find, that booth had always been reserved for her.
Song Chi couldn’t figure it out and didn’t want to dwell on it. However, she did realize she’d offended the surrounding vendors tonight. So before setting up again tomorrow, she knew she’d need to smooth things over. That’s just how people are—if she wanted to keep selling smoothly, she had to maintain good relations.
“Sir, were those police officers earlier called by you?”
“Mm. I saw you were being bullied, so I called the cops.”
“Sir, thank you…”
Song Chi sincerely thanked him. If he weren’t driving, she really wanted to give him a big hug.
Mu Yin raised his brow slightly. “Just saying ‘thanks’ doesn’t show sincerity. You need to express it with action.”
His tone was teasing.
Song Chi: “…”
Her mind went straight to the gutter. Her cheeks turned crimson in an instant. She quickly looked away and warned herself to stop imagining things.
Seeing her silent, Mu Yin realized she was shy. The corners of his lips curved slightly, he was clearly in a good mood.
He changed the topic: “Song Chi, how much did you make tonight?”
As he spoke, they stopped at a red light.
Song Chi pulled out a stack of change and counted. “Two hundred and fifteen! Not a lot, but I’m very satisfied.”
Mu Yin was surprised. That 215 yuan was not even a hair off his wealth, but she was this content?
Seeing the happy smile on her face, his heart rippled slightly.
***
When they returned home on the bike, it was already past 9 p.m.
Knowing Mu Yin had to go to work early the next day, Song Chi urged him to shower and rest.
Unable to argue with her, Mu Yin could only go back to his room to rest.
Back in her room, Song Chi sorted her goods. After subtracting costs, she had made a profit of 120 yuan.
She thought to herself: “Rough start today. Only sold for about two hours and still made 120. If I could sell longer and make 300 a day, that’s a 10,000 yuan monthly profit!”
Thinking of this, she beamed with joy.
Even the trouble caused by Li Chengwei was pushed to the back of her mind.
Yawning, she hugged her pillow and quickly fell asleep.
***
In the middle of the night, Mu Yin got up for water. Still thinking about Song Chi, he gently opened her door.
The room was pitch black. However, the moonlight allowed him to see that half her blanket had fallen to the floor. He tiptoed over and covered her back up.
Song Chi murmured in her sleep, eyes still closed: “Keep going… money… financial freedom…”
Mu Yin: “…”
Was she dreaming? Dreaming of making money?
This girl was seriously obsessed with cash!
But after these past two days, he clearly knew that while she cared about money, she only cared about money she earned herself. That, he truly admired.
A faint smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, his heart stirred.
On impulse, he leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead.
“Little girl, may your dreams come true.”
Then, he turned and left the room.
That night, Song Chi had a beautiful dream. She dreamt she became a big influencer and her bed was full of money—she rolled around in it with joy.
***
The next day.
Song Chi got up early, prepared three meals for Mu Yin, and packed them up separately for him.
Mu Yin reminded her again and again not to tire herself out. Pregnant women shouldn’t be exposed to too much oil smoke. But Song Chi let it go in one ear and out the other.
After breakfast together, Mu Yin went off to work.
Song Chi stayed home making handmade jewelry while the TV played the news.
– “This is our station’s report—last night, a brawl broke out at a night market. A man claimed a jewelry vendor was his niece whom he had raised for years but who refused to treat him kindly. The vendor drew public outrage…”
Song Chi looked up, on screen was footage from last night when her booth was under siege. Her face was pixelated, but Li Chengwei’s wasn’t… his face was exposed.
Her brows furrowed.
– “According to police investigation, a man named Li Chengwei confessed to deliberately slandering the vendor for personal reasons. He expressed deep regret and hoped to be forgiven by the victim…”
Song Chi: “…”
She was stunned. Li Chengwei actually confessed?
Wants her forgiveness? No way!
She scoffed: “Serves him right!”
She pulled out her phone and browsed related news. The comment section was active:
> “Tsk, I was there last night. I thought the vendor was just cold-hearted. Turns out that old man twisted the truth!”
> “A lot of people trashed her booth. Now that the truth’s out, don’t they owe her an apology?”
> “These days, it’s not that old people are all bad—it’s that bad people are getting old.”
> “Let the dust settle, but please, everyone, be rational with your words in the future…”
No more voices questioning her character, now the internet was on her side.
Seeing this, Song Chi felt emotional: “Evil can’t defeat justice. Fairness lives in people’s hearts!”
She put down her phone and prepared to focus on her creations.
Just then, her phone rang.
It was a WeChat message from a young woman she met at the night market.
> “Miss Xia, I need two custom jewelry pieces. Here’s a deposit. Once they’re done, please deliver them to Mu Corporation and contact me. I’ll pay the remaining amount then.”
The woman sent reference images and a 200 yuan deposit.
Song Chi’s eyes lit up. She replied: “Received!”
She started working on the custom order right away.
Two hours later, she packed the finished products and headed to Mu Corporation by taxi.
Standing in front of the skyscraper, she looked up in awe.
‘What a massive building… Even if I work my whole life, I’d never be able to afford a place like this!’
The customer told her to wait in the lobby on the first floor, so she did.
Just then, Mu Yin entered from outside.
His assistant, Ye Xiu, followed him and reported:
“President Mu, the negative online comments about Madam have been suppressed, and the public narrative has flipped positively. Also, the police confirmed that Li Chengwei has been detained for harassment.”
Mu Yin nodded. He had handled everything swiftly last night, without Song Chi even knowing she had been the target of an internet storm.
As they entered Mu Corporation…
The lobby security guards immediately bowed in sync: “Good morning, President Mu!”
Mu Yin nodded and walked into the main hall.
At that moment, Song Chi looked toward the entrance and locked eyes with Mu Yin.
