My boss betrayed me

In this way, time and space can be properly arranged, which will not affect normal work, and can also wait with peace of mind to receive Xia Muchu's Narnia visitors.

Wang Long and Zhang San set out from Narnia full of anticipation, took a plane to Shengjing, arrived at Menfengkou smoothly in the morning, and checked into the luxurious International Commercial Building in Menfengkou.

However, since no one answered the call to Xia Muchu's home, they had to contact Nangong Yue instead.

Only then did I learn that Xia Muchu had hurried to Shengjing two days ago.

Nangong Yue and Wang Long are old acquaintances, but she has only heard of Zhang San but has never met him in person.

Zhang San is tall and strong, and he is a simple and honest person. Although he is dressed in high-end and gorgeous clothes, he does not have the kind of elegant and suave demeanor at all. His humble eyes also reveal a hint of confusion and worry.

Nangong Yue's face was full of apology, and she said with guilt, waving her hands constantly as she spoke:

"Mu Chu knew you were coming and had originally planned to wait at home, but plans can't keep up with changes."

"He said that this matter is extremely important. We absolutely cannot not go to Shengjing, otherwise we will miss a great opportunity. I am really sorry, please forgive me."

Zhang San was extremely anxious and said anxiously, rubbing his hands together, "Since he left the gate, it must be something extremely urgent. I wonder how long Brother Mu Chu will be gone this time?"

Wang Long was also full of worry. He asked anxiously, frowning, "Why did Brother Mu Chu go to Shengjing?"

Nangong Yue looked embarrassed, and answered politely and tactfully, biting her lip as she spoke: "He said it would take at most a week, and he should be back in the next two days. As for what he's going to do, I don't really know the details."

Zhang San said firmly, clenching his fists: "We came here to see Brother Mu Chu no matter what. We are willing to wait patiently."

Nangong Yue asked with concern, her eyes full of care: "Is there anything you need my help with in the next two days?"

"No need." Wang Long said with a forced smile, waving his hand as he spoke, "We can go out for a stroll in the next two days, so we can enjoy the charming scenery of the island."

Zhang San glanced at him sideways, and his eyes seemed to say: At this critical moment, you still have the mind to enjoy the scenery?

Nangong Yue didn't seem to have much in common with them, and they were just socializing out of basic courtesy.

After chatting aimlessly for more than ten minutes, Zhang San handed a beautifully wrapped gift bag to Nangong Yue and said earnestly, while holding the gift bag in both hands,

"This is a small gift from both of us. Please accept it on behalf of Brother Mu Chu. Since Brother Mu Chu is not here, we will not bother him at home."

Nangong Yue resolutely refused to accept the gift, and said in a gentle but extremely firm manner, while backing away repeatedly,

"I can't accept gifts on behalf of Mu Chu casually. No matter what it is, when Mu Chu comes back, you should talk to him in person and don't make me feel awkward."

Zhang San saw that she was determined and there was no room for maneuver, so he could not force her any further and had to reluctantly take back the gift temporarily.

The two of them followed her all the way and saw her out the door.

After leaving the commercial building, Nangong Yue went straight home without stopping.

She was so tired from riding her bike all the way that she was sweating profusely. As soon as she got home, she couldn't wait to turn on the air conditioner, and then quickly lit the water heater to prepare for a shower.

After taking a shower, she was absent-minded, as if she had lost her soul and looked dazed.

In the room, she sat down and stood up, not knowing what to do.

The room was empty. Nangong Yue paced from one room to another in a daze. His mind was blank and he had no idea what he wanted to do.

Her mood was extremely low, and it seemed that all the organs in her body, along with her brain, had gone on strike, becoming extremely sluggish. She only ate one meal a day, but did not feel hungry at all.

This was the first time she and Xia Muchu were separated, just like a sturdy house suddenly lost a vital pillar.

The sense of security and tranquility that I never noticed on weekdays disappeared without a trace in an instant, but at this moment it suddenly seemed so precious.

Even the occasional moments when Xia Muchu lost his temper were filled with a unique romantic beauty when recalled now.

During the days when Xia Muchu was away, her heart felt like it was tangled in a mess, and she felt an indescribable anxiety:

Once he leaves, will he really never come back?

But in reality, life remains dull and nothing earth-shattering happens.

She herself felt that the idea was ridiculous, but she couldn't help but think about it.

The thought of writing made her head explode as if countless bees were buzzing inside.

Writing is a devil's challenge!

It is not as easy as some people say. It is simply a cliff that is towering into the clouds and steep enough to make people frightened, and it laughs at those who try to conquer it.

In the process of struggling to find a way to climb, the deep helplessness and depression pushed her to the brink of collapse time and time again.

Emotions are like out-of-control wild horses, sometimes so violent that they can blow the roof off, sometimes so turbulent as if a storm is coming, and sometimes so depressed as if falling into an endless abyss.

At the moment when she was extremely discouraged, she even wanted to destroy everything, smash the computer to pieces, tear the manuscript paper into snowflakes, and blow away all the messy words in her mind.

However, no matter what, what she couldn't give up was the burning emotion deep in her heart and Xia Muchu's expectant gaze at her. They were like two rays of light, holding her tightly and preventing her from sinking.

She was completely confused about the fate of her manuscript. It felt like there were thousands of troops galloping in her heart, and it was a mess.

Sometimes I feel that my manuscript is shocking and will surely become a hit; sometimes I feel that it is just a pile of waste paper and has no value at all.

I was looking forward to knowing the outcome of the manuscript, but I was also afraid that moment would really come. That feeling was like being suspended on a tightrope thousands of feet in the air. If I wasn't careful, I would be shattered to pieces and suffocated.

The long day slowly slipped away in an atmosphere that was so depressing and irritating that it could drive people crazy, and a new day arrived as promised.

In the early morning, there was a fine drizzle. The silent breeze was like a gentle hand, gently fiddling with the smoky and foggy drizzle, covering the earth with a layer of dreamy and romantic veil.

Nangong Yue wore a bicycle raincoat and rode briskly on the way to work, leaving her head exposed, enjoying the refreshing feeling brought by the light breeze and drizzle, which made her feel a little more relaxed.

Today is the day that Shang Shuli has an appointment with her for a meeting.

Nangong Yue was working busily while her eyes kept scanning towards the phone as if they were equipped with radar, and her ears were erected like antennas, paying attention to every ring of the phone.

But until it was almost time to get off work, Shang Shuli's phone still didn't ring.

The drizzle was still falling slowly, and the rainy season in the south seemed to have no end, just like her waiting at this moment, long and unknown.

Nangong Yue took out her raincoat and was about to turn around and leave when Liuli came over in a hurry.

Liuli was carrying a fashionable leather bag and holding car keys in her hand, looking capable and stylish.