The next day.
Summer Mu opened his eyes and saw the light morning light. She lay there and daydreamed for a while, and a thought popped into her mind: Do you consider yourself to have a boyfriend now?
Heart, silently undulating. Getting up, washing up, changing clothes, and still thinking about him living next door. As soon as he pushed open the door, he saw that his door was also open. Beck walked out with a neat suit and a coat draped in his arm.
Four eyes, one pair.
Summer Mu's heart trembled slightly, but nothing happened on her face: "Good morning."
He walked straight towards her.
Stand in front of her, then pick up one of her hands and say lightly, "Let's go."
Summer Mu was led by him towards the elevator, and his entire soul seemed to have been taken away by him. She looked at the hands they were shaking and said, 'Didn't you say yesterday that you wanted me to think about it for a while?' Why was it so natural to hold someone now.
Beck looked ahead, but only chuckled softly, "Heh."
Summer Mu: "…"
The two of them entered the elevator, and his hand was still firmly held.
Summer Mu: "You're just playing tricks."
Beck remained silent.
After a while, we arrived at the restaurant level. The elevator door was open, but there was no one outside. Beck suddenly lowered his head and held onto the back of her head with his hand. He lightly packed her lips and whispered, "Go eat."
Summer Mu's face turned hot, and there was nothing else to struggle with. He obediently let him lead her into the restaurant.
This day was still following the usual routine. The two of them had breakfast, and he drove to the company. At the company, everyone was busy. His main focus was now on plot A, while she was helping him manage the clothing business and maintaining frequent communication. The two of them were so busy that they couldn't see each other all morning and couldn't say a word.
But from this day on, Summer Mu was still different from before. This was her first time walking with a man. Despite being busy, she always thought of his appearance from time to time. The way he held her, the way he kissed her, the way he gazed at her with a faint smile in his eyes. Those looks were completely different from his aloof and seasoned demeanor in front of others.
At noon, Beck was still in a meeting with several people from the real estate project. Someone looked at the watch and said, "Mr. Beck, why don't we eat downstairs?"
After a moment of silence, Beck replied, "I have arranged a meeting for lunch. You guys can eat first and come back in the afternoon to continue."
Everyone naturally had no objections.
At that time, Summer Mu went to a nearby factory and was in the workshop with a few officials, planning to eat boxed meals, but received a call from Beck.
"Where are you? "He asked.
"In the factory."
"I'll pick you up for dinner? "There was a faint smile in his voice.
"Oh, good. "After hanging up the phone, Summer Mu immediately put down her boxed lunch and looked serious." If there's something unexpected, everyone can eat first. I'm leaving."
Everyone said, 'Manager Mu is too busy! He's too dedicated! He can't even eat well!'
Summer Mu felt guilty and said, "So so
When she left the factory, she saw Beck's car parked on the deserted avenue. She opened the door and sat in the passenger seat, seeing him wearing sunglasses with a faint smile on his face.
"What do you want to eat? "He asked.
"It's okay."
As a result, Beck drove her to the small shop where the two had been before. He held her hand and walked inside. Summer Mu looked at the smile on the boss's face, feeling a little embarrassed, and whispered, "Are you here to find the field? Do you want to be so childish, boss"
Beck replied calmly, "When have I ever missed a chance? Last time I brought you here, it was one of the planned steps to pursue you."
"..."
Sit down and eat. Even drinking the light lotus root soup seems to have a slight sweetness.
Beck didn't speak much when he had nothing to talk about during meals. But Summer Mu, who was used to eating Hot dry noodles standing up, was also fast paced when eating. She occasionally looked up at him. She was not familiar with the formal dining etiquette of foreigners, and what kind of demeanor did the so-called upper class have. But Beck's dining posture was indeed elegant and reserved. Even the posture of holding chopsticks to pick things up seems more graceful than ordinary people.
"What are you looking at? "He asked.
"It's nothing. "Summer Mu replied, recalling that he left L City when he was young and went abroad, so he asked," Besides my sister, do you have any other relatives in L City?"
Beck took a sip of the soup and replied in a light tone, "I don't have it anymore."
"Oh."
He looked up at her and said, 'And you? What other relatives do you have in J?'
Summer Mu poked the dishes in the bowl with chopsticks and replied, "The rest are distant relatives with little contact."
Beck remained silent.
After a while, Summer Mu was suddenly taken aback.
Beck was under the table, holding her hand.
His eyes were heavy, calmly gazing at her. His hands were very slender, completely gripping her in the palm of his hand.
Summer Mu suddenly understood. This hand holding was both companionship and his care for her.
No one had ever given Summer Mu such a feeling before. Her eyes suddenly turned sour and she lowered her head and smiled.
At this moment, Beck's phone rang. He released her hand and picked it up: "Hello. Hmm... okay, send me a detailed data. Okay, I will send someone over soon
After hanging up the phone, Summer Mu asked, "What's up?"
He looked at her and replied, "There have been some fluctuations in sales performance market recently, and new competitors have emerged. We need to help them reorganize the market and key product categories."
After a moment of silence, Summer Mu said, "I'll go."
Beck didn't answer immediately. In fact, despite his meticulous planning, a hint of regret surged in his heart at this moment. If he had known she would be here today, why would he have trained her as the successor of the clothing business? Just got the talent and haven't warmed it up yet, should we release it?
Heh…
But he was not a man who would affect his career for the sake of emotions. After a moment of silence, he replied, "Okay."
After finishing dinner, return to the car. "Since the situation is urgent, I'll fly over tonight. "said Summer Mu.
"Hmm."
Summer Mu remained silent.
Beck inserted the car key, but didn't start it immediately. He tapped the steering wheel twice with his fingers and reached out to embrace her. Summer Mu's heart skipped a beat as he lowered his head and kissed her carefully and densely. This kiss went much deeper than in the morning, as if it carried the same passion and dominance as last night. Summer Mu softly whimpered in his arms, kissed for a while, and then whispered, "I'll finish my business as soon as possible and come to the airport to see you off."
On that day, Summer Mu waited outside the airport security checkpoint almost past the boarding time, and Beck did not come either.
As dusk fell, she kept staring at the entrance of the airport from afar. The flow of people was like a shuttle, but there was never him.
Finally, he received his call.
This was very noisy, and it's not quiet over there either.
"Have you boarded the plane yet? "He asked.
Summer Mu replied, "It's almost there."
"Sorry. "he said," R has raised an important meeting and it's not over yet. I can't leave."
Although he had broken his promise, her heart softened slightly and she said, "It's okay."
After a moment of silence, he suddenly smiled and said, "Finish it early and come back early."
"Well, I will."
The broadcast indicates that boarding had begun.
"See you then. "Summer Mu said.
He replied, "See you later."
Summer Mu remained silent for two seconds before hanging up the phone. But he said calmly, "Summer, miss me."
Summer Mu was taken aback for a moment and blushed, "Hmm... I'll think about it."