Mr. Mu Proposed Again Today
Chapter 454 - 452: Cold Resistance Ability_1

Chapter 454: Chapter 452: Cold Resistance Ability_1

"I said this is what I should do..." Zhuo Shaoqing pulled her, not looking back as he spoke.

"Zhuo Shaoqing... really, there’s no need..." In her urgency, she inadvertently blurted out his name.

All week, she had been calling him ’Mr. Zhuo’ long and short, despite how many times Zhuo Shaoqing corrected her, she still only addressed him as Mr. Zhuo.

But unexpectedly, she ended up calling out his full name now.

"You actually remember my name?" Zhuo Shaoqing turned around, somewhat surprised; he thought this woman had completely forgotten what he was called.

Na Xiaoxiao’s face showed embarrassment, "You really don’t need to see me off, I can go back by myself..."

By this time, Zhuo Shaoqing had already pulled her out of the hospital’s main entrance, and upon hearing her say that, he held her arm, looking down at her intently.

Seeing the restraint in the person before him, he couldn’t help but squint his peach blossom eyes.

In just one week, just a week, he had seen clearly what a wonderful woman she was—pure, kind, beautiful, yet not lively, sometimes even giving him a listless feeling.

She clearly looked to be just over twenty, so why did she have a temperament that didn’t match her age?

"Na Xiaoxiao?" he said with a hint of a smile on his lips.

"Hmm?" Na Xiaoxiao looked at him, puzzled.

"Do you know you’re quite boring?"

Na Xiaoxiao’s brows knit together involuntarily. Not long ago, Shanshan had told her she was boring, and now Zhuo Shaoqing, who had known her for only a week, also said she was boring. Could it be that she was truly boring?

"Forget it... Since you don’t want me to take you home, then I won’t..." Zhuo Shaoqing said with a helpless expression.

"Hmm..." Na Xiaoxiao suddenly broke into a slight smile.

"However... you’re being discharged today, we should celebrate tonight..."

"Celebrate?"

"Yes... I’ll call you tonight, remember to keep your phone with you at all times." Zhuo Shaoqing lightly placed his hands on her shoulders, his charming peach blossom eyes looking firmly into hers.

Na Xiaoxiao, feeling uncomfortable, laughed awkwardly, "That’s not necessary, is it..."

"It is necessary..." Zhuo Shaoqing said in an indisputable tone.

Na Xiaoxiao furrowed her brows again, pondering...

At this moment, suddenly, a cold voice came from not far away: "Na Xiaoxiao!"

Na Xiaoxiao was startled!

At the same time, she instinctively took two steps back, avoiding Zhuo Shaoqing’s hand on her shoulder.

The corners of Zhuo Shaoqing’s mouth swiftly curled into an amused smirk.

He too turned to look at Mu Zisu, who was standing not too far away.

"Pretty punctual, coming to fetch someone for work just as they’re discharged?"

Mu Zisu’s gaze narrowed slightly, then without responding to Zhuo Shaoqing, he looked towards Na Xiaoxiao.

"Let’s go!" He spat out coldly and turned to leave.

Na Xiaoxiao, not daring to argue, glanced at Zhuo Shaoqing and was about to follow.

But Zhuo Shaoqing suddenly spoke up, "Remember what I just said, keep your phone on you..."

Mu Zisu, who had already turned his back, heard Zhuo Shaoqing’s words to Na Xiaoxiao, his expression grew colder, he clenched his fingers slightly, and strode away.

Xiaoxiao had no choice but to softly hum a response, "I’m leaving, you should go back too..."

"OK!"

After saying goodbye to Zhuo Shaoqing, Na Xiaoxiao hurriedly followed behind the long-striding Mu Zisu.

But no matter how much she quickened her pace, she still couldn’t catch up to his figure.

Her leg had just recovered and couldn’t run too fast; feeling anxious, she had taken just two steps when she felt a faint pain.

So, she had no choice but to follow behind him at a distance.

Mu Zisu got into the car first. As he sat by the window, watching that slightly anxious figure, who dared not walk too quickly, a surge of irritation rose within him. How could he have forgotten that her leg had just healed?

Yet, when he thought of how that man had been intimately supporting her shoulder just now, he felt as if a fire of rage was igniting in his heart, wildly sweeping through his insides.

Reflecting on it now, the anger in his heart hadn’t yet dissipated.

Finally, Xiaoxiao reached the side of the car, opened the door without daring to glance at Mu Zisu, and sat down with her head lowered.

The moment she closed the door, Mu Zisu suddenly felt much more at peace.

For some reason, in the week she wasn’t there, he always felt that something was missing at his side.

It was like wearing a ring on your finger for several years without ever taking it off, then one day it’s gone, and you feel an emptiness on your finger, unaccustomed to its absence.

The two of them were silent all the way to the office, where Xiaoxiao then returned to her own office.

Upon entering the secretarial office, everyone asked her where she had been these past few days, wondering why she hadn’t come to work.

She had nothing to hide and simply said she was hit by a car by accident and had rested in the hospital for a few days.

"Xiaoxiao... we finally realized how hard you work normally..." a female secretary said as she clung to her.

Xiaoxiao raised an eyebrow...

Another female secretary chimed in, "You don’t know how it was; in these past few days without you, the president’s face could freeze someone into ice. I only went in to deliver documents twice and was so scared my heart was trembling..."

"Exactly, exactly... Normally, from a distance, the president doesn’t seem that cold, but when you’re up close, I hardly dare to breathe..."

"Xiaoxiao... we really admire you for your strong resistance to cold..."

Xiaoxiao ran her hand through her hair, puzzled. She knew Mu Zisu was very cold, but it couldn’t be as terrifying as they made it seem, right? Could it be because she had been by his side for so long that she had truly developed a resistance to cold?

That entire day, Xiaoxiao barely left her office door, except for when she went to the restroom.

Her colleagues even brought her lunch back to her.

After six in the afternoon, as she was bent over organizing a project document, the cell phone placed beside her computer suddenly rang.

She picked it up and abruptly remembered what Zhuo Shaoqing had said to her upon her departure that morning.

She hesitated for a moment, unsure whether to answer or not as she and he were now clear of each other. Yet, considering that Zhuo Shaoqing had taken care of her in the hospital for a week, and that he had continued to remind her to keep her cell phone with her when they parted that morning, she somewhat couldn’t bear it.

In the end, she still answered the call...

"I thought you weren’t carrying your phone again..." came Zhuo Shaoqing’s pleasant, slightly teasing voice from the other end.

"I’m at work, just had the phone on my desk..."

"Alright then... It’s time to get off work, how about we celebrate tonight..."

"Thank you, but I don’t think that’s necessary..." Xiaoxiao hesitantly spoke.

"What do you mean it’s unnecessary? Even if it’s just to give me some face for taking care of you in the hospital for so long, Miss..." Zhuo Shaoqing seemed to have made up his mind to celebrate for her no matter what.