Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 463: Mu Shaoci & Shen Lu 8

Chapter 463: Chapter 463: Mu Shaoci & Shen Lu 8

Smelling the fragrance of porridge and the sweet and sour aroma of Sobering-up Soup in the air, Mu Shaoci’s mood inexplicably brightened.

He walked into the kitchen, leaning on the door frame, watching the woman spoon some porridge, blow on it, and stealthily taste it.

"Wow, this tastes so good. Skinflint Mu would definitely love it."

"Skinflint Mu?" Mu Shaoci didn’t expect to have been given such a nickname.

Shen Lu suddenly turned around and saw Mu Shaoci giving her a menacing smile.

This is it, a major social death scene!

She licked her lips, "President Mu, you heard wrong. I said Father Mu. You are like my father."

Mu Shaoci raised his handsome eyebrows, "Father Mu?"

Shen Lu nodded repeatedly, "You give me so much money every month, in my heart, I’ve long regarded you as my foster parent."

She watched Mu Shaoci step closer, her nervousness causing her to grip the spoon tightly.

The steam from the porridge pot made the whole kitchen feel warmer.

Mu Shaoci looked down at her, amusement flickering in his eyes.

Shen Lu had fair, cold-tinged skin, but at that moment, her face was embarrassingly red.

She pursed her lips, timidly watching the man staring at her.

"President Mu..."

"Change the title, call me dad."

Shen Lu: "..."

She regretted it deeply, how could she possibly call him dad.

But thinking of the 100,000 yuan a month, calling him that didn’t seem like a loss.

She took a deep breath, with plenty of confidence shouted, "Father Mu!"

Mu Shaoci scoffed, "Sounds good, say it again."

Shen Lu: "..." Are you sick!

Watching the man getting closer to her, she instinctively backed up.

Behind her was the porridge pot.

Mu Shaoci, quick as a flash, reached out his arms and pulled her into his embrace.

Shen Lu jumped, looking up at the man.

The cool wooden scent invaded her nostrils, making her heart race and face flush.

Shen Lu remembered the night she spied on him and even touched his lips.

"President Mu, I-I’m sorry."

Mu Shaoci watched her lips quivering, his Adam’s apple bobbing.

Perhaps it was the alcohol influencing him, but he found the woman in front of him quite attractive.

Her waist was slender and soft, very nice to hold.

This made him reluctant to let go.

"President Mu, I’ll get you some Sobering-up Soup."

Mu Shaoci released her, watching her back as she served the soup. He pressed his temples.

What was his earlier thought about? Was he really that desperate for female company?

Shen Lu was flustered, especially when Mu Shaoci held her waist. She took several deep breaths, turned with a bowl of soup, and said, "President Mu."

Then, the soup spilled out, wetting the man’s white shirt.

"I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to."

Mu Shaoci frowned slightly, stepping back, "It’s fine, you should go home."

Shen Lu also felt it was better to leave now, as the atmosphere seemed off tonight.

"You should rest early, I’ll head home now."

"Okay, send me a message when you get home."

Shen Lu nodded, placed the soup bowl on the glass table, grabbed her car keys and phone from the coffee table, and ran out the door.

The moment she closed the door, she realized she hadn’t changed her shoes.

She re-entered the code, went back in, changed her shoes, and fled.

Mu Shaoci was amused by the scene. If it were another woman, she would have thrown herself at him by now.

Shen Lu really wasn’t like that.

He couldn’t tell if he was admiring her or felt somewhat disappointed; his feelings were mixed.

He took out his phone and called Su Chen, "Haven’t gone far, have you?"

Su Chen glanced at the driver Old Zhang, who was almost at his own apartment.

With the President asking this, what could he say, "Not far."

"Follow Shen Lu’s car, escort her home."

"Yes."

Su Chen closed the car door, "Head back the way we came, quickly."

Old Zhang looked confused, what was going on?

Eventually, Old Zhang realized that they were to escort a car that was driving home at fifty miles per hour on an empty road.

At that moment, Shen Lu noticed a car following her.

It really wasn’t her being narcissistic; after all, it was late, and there were no other cars around. The car could have easily overtaken her; there was no need to follow her.

Shen Lu felt like crying without tears, fearing she had encountered kidnappers.

It seemed one really should keep a low profile, as today she must have been identified as someone with an annual income in the millions.

She wasn’t ready to die yet!

Thus, she directly turned her car towards the police station.

Old Zhang and Su Chen were a bit puzzled; they thought something had happened to Shen Lu.

Su Chen got out of the car, "Assistant Shen."

These three words made Shen Lu realize it was her colleague following her.

Shen Lu patted her chest, "So it was you, Assistant Su. I thought you were a bad guy."

Su Chen: "..."

With the misunderstanding resolved, Shen Lu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

When she got to the building where she lived, she said goodbye to Su Chen.

Su Chen, still worried, insisted on escorting her up to her apartment.

After making sure she entered her apartment, he reported to Mu Shaoci.

At that moment, Mu Shaoci had finished his porridge and side dish, feeling a warmth in his stomach.

Su Chen said, "President Mu, Chairman Mu has arranged a blind date for you tomorrow at eleven."

Mu Shaoci frowned, "Who?"

"Jiang Yu."

"Decline."

"Yes."

"Wait, set it up."

After hanging up, Mu Shaoci took the dishes to the kitchen and put them in the dishwasher.

He watched the working dishwasher, and amidst the foam, Shen Lu’s face emerged.

He felt he must be lacking female company; otherwise, he wouldn’t find Shen Lu attractive.

He kept quiet for a moment, then turned and went back to his room.

The next day.

Like usual, Shen Lu placed breakfast on Mu Shaoci’s desk.

She couldn’t help but recall the scene from last night where he had held her.

Her face suddenly flushed.

The office door was pushed open, and Mu Shaoci strode in.

Shen Lu stood aside, "Good morning, President Mu. Breakfast is ready. Is there anything specific you’d like for lunch?"

Mu Shaoci replied indifferently, "I have a date at noon. I’ll eat out, so you don’t need to cook."

Shen Lu nodded.

Mu Shaoci quickly ate his breakfast, "During the morning meeting, I’ll officially notify everyone about the nature of your job to avoid any criticisms in the future."

Shen Lu, "Thank you, President Mu."

Sure enough, after Mu Shaoci held the meeting, people’s gazes towards her changed.

She could feel that it wasn’t respect but fear.

After all, Zuo Li and Jiang Ning had been fired because of her.

Shen Lu didn’t find someone backing her particularly reassuring; she only became more cautious and cherished her job even more.

Holding a cup, she went to the water dispenser to make coffee, overhearing a conversation inside.

"I saw President Mu’s schedule; guess what?"

"What happened? Tell me quick."

"He’s having a meal with Jiang Corporation’s heiress! Seems like good things are on the horizon. After all, President Mu is famously uninterested in women."

"What about Shen Lu?"

"Shh! Lower your voice! President Mu is just playing around with her; you shouldn’t take it seriously!"

...

Unconsciously, Shen Lu gripped her cup tighter, a sense of loss creeping into her heart.

But she quickly adjusted her emotions, pushed the door open, and came in to get water.

The two inside startled, not knowing if Shen Lu had heard their conversation. They quickly left.

Shen Lu continued with the water, slightly distracted, and the cup overflowed, scalding her hand.