She Lost Memory Before the Divorce

Chapter 242: Chapter 0242: When Can I Become Yours Chapter 242: Chapter 0242: When Can I Become Yours For no apparent reason, a man suddenly “plop” knelt down, his knee hitting the marble floor hard, causing him to howl in pain.

Some of the surrounding guests couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

“Such a grand gesture, it seems he truly realizes his mistake.”

“Serves him right, today he has met his match, realizing he has offended someone he should not have, and promptly kneeling to apologize.”

“A nouveau riche bumpkin really thinks too highly of himself, serves him right.”

Huo Tingxiao looked at the fat man with a scrunched-up face in front of him and snorted coldly.

“It’s good that Director Zhao realizes his mistake, but such kneeling I really cannot accept.”

Mu Lan looked up and seeing Yun Xi nodding at her from a distance, she finally understood what this sudden kneeling was all about.

It took Director Zhao a lot of effort to stand up, touching his sore knees, he looked around and roared:
“Who was it just now? Who has a problem with me?”

Huo Tingxiao narrowed his eyes and spoke indifferently.

“I thought Director Zhao had a moment of conscience and wanted to make amends for his past wrongs, but it turns out there was a righteous person secretly teaching him a lesson.”

As soon as these words were out, it provoked another round of laughter from the people around.

Director Zhao’s face turned red with embarrassment, and he didn’t dare to confront Huo Tingxiao directly, so he could only laugh sheepishly.

“Mr. Huo really has a sense of humor.”

Mu Lan turned to look at Tang Xin, seeing the young girl looking unsettled yet grateful towards her.

“It’s okay now, let’s go home.”

Tang Xin nodded, thinking that Mu Lan had an impressive aura today—two-point-eight meters of it! To have found such a good boss right out of college, she had to go buy a lottery ticket!

They left the banquet hall, Yun Xi drove, while Mu Lan and Tang Xin sat in the back seat, followed by Huo Tingxiao’s Rolls-Royce.

“Ms. Mu, I can’t thank you enough for today, if you hadn’t stood up for me, I don’t know what I would have done.”

Tang Xin spoke sincerely.

Mu Lan looked at Tang Xin, with a faint smile on her face.

“You are my person, of course, I have to protect you completely.”

This statement profoundly touched Tang Xin’s girlish heart. Goodness, her boss was so amazing!

“Ms. Mu, that Mr. Huo just now, is he your husband? You two are really well-matched, people always say ‘talent in the man, beauty in the woman,’ but you both are talented and beautiful.”

Tang Xin’s words were as sweet as honey, and Mu Lan couldn’t help but slightly curve her lips.

Huo Tingxiao, indeed, is talented and handsome, a perfect match in many women’s eyes, but outsiders don’t know much about him.

Mu Lan didn’t want to be like Xianglin’s wife, lamenting her sorrows to everyone she met, so she did not elaborate.

The two chatted casually, mostly Tang Xin speaking, with Mu Lan responding occasionally.

The car stopped at the entrance of Peninsula No.1 in the southern part of the city, Tang Xin cheerfully thanked her after getting out of the car and walked inside, skirt in hand.

Mu Lan lifted her gaze toward the towering buildings not too far away.

Peninsula No.1 was also one of the famously luxurious apartments in the city, inhabited only by the wealthy and influential; Tang Xin…

It seemed she was a young lady with some background.

As soon as Tang Xin got out of the car, she picked up her phone and dialed a series of numbers, her tone cheerful.

“Hee hee, don’t worry, everything is going according to plan.”

——–
The two cars returned to Maple Forest Garden one after another, Mu Lan went to the cloakroom to change her jewelry, took a bath on the first floor bathroom, changed into pajamas, her hair still slightly damp, casually drape as she was about to go upstairs, Huo Tingxiao, sitting on the couch, suddenly stood up and walked over, clasping Mu Lan’s wrist.

Looking at the man in front of her, dressed in a dark gray silk robe, exuding a familiar and refreshing scent of shower gel, obviously he had just finished grooming as well.

Mu Lan looked up at him, her eyes clearly asking—Is something the matter?

Huo Tingxiao spoke softly:
“Your hair is not dry.”

Mu Lan glanced at her damp hair, before she could speak, Huo Tingxiao had already taken her hand and led her back to the first-floor bathroom, pulled out the makeup stool hidden under the marble countertop, and settled her down.

Huo Tingxiao picked up the hairdryer, his slender fingers gently teasing Mu Lan’s long hair, the movement tender and careful.

Mu Lan heard the whirring sound by her ear, the warm breeze making her feel very comfortable, and her originally tense body gradually relaxed.

“Thank you for today.”

Huo Tingxiao lowered his eyes and saw that Mu Lan was so submissive to let him fuss over her, which made him slightly lift the corners of his lips.

“Not mad at me anymore?”

Mu Lan pouted.

“I wasn’t angry in the first place.”

Her words clearly contradicted her feelings, but Huo Tingxiao felt that Mu Lan was slowly changing, perhaps even she hadn’t noticed.

“Hmm, how magnanimous of you.”

Mu Lan raised an eyebrow, it was rare for him to joke and banter with her like this.

“Tang Xin spoke very highly of you all the way here.”

Huo Tingxiao raised an eyebrow.

“Who is Tang Xin?”

Mu Lan looked up at Huo Tingxiao’s focused expression, slightly lifting the corners of her lips.

“My assistant, the girl who was harassed by President Zhao today.”

Huo Tingxiao was still clueless.

“So, you were standing up for her today?”

Mu Lan casually withdrew her gaze, perhaps she was overthinking it.

“Yes, after all, she’s my responsibility, so it’s only right to protect her.”

The phrase “my responsibility” made Huo Tingxiao a bit jealous, and he blurted out.

“When can I become ‘your person’?”

Mu Lan pretended not to hear, but her heart still couldn’t help beating fast, feeling a bit regretful for letting him dry her hair so honestly. Whether she admitted it or not, Huo Tingxiao’s change was an objective fact, and this change made her feel somewhat at a loss, even unsure of how to react.

Seeing her silent, Huo Tingxiao was not in a hurry. After drying her long hair as if it was nothing, he put away the hairdryer.

The two of them went upstairs one after the other, into a master bedroom and a guest room.

———-
The next day
After breakfast, they both went to work. As soon as Mu Lan arrived at the studio, she saw the staff gathered around, with Tang Xin vividly recounting the heroic deeds Mu Lan had performed yesterday.

“At that moment, Ms. Mu was insanely cool, she made that bumpkin kneel and beg for mercy right away.”

Amy from the marketing department widened her eyes in disbelief.

“That powerful? Ms. Mu looks so sweet, I didn’t expect her to have such a tough side.”

Sami from the design department held her hot milk in awe.

“I find it so hard to imagine, Tang Xin, you’re not exaggerating, are you? He literally knelt down and begged… wow.”

Seeing their disbelief, Tang Xin emphasized her tone.

“You still don’t believe it?”

Looking up and seeing Mu Lan, she quickly pulled her over to explain.

“Ms. Mu, Ms. Mu, they don’t believe what I said, please testify for me.”

Mu Lan looked at the group of people eagerly looking at her and couldn’t help but sigh.

“She’s exaggerating, don’t believe her.”

Tang Xin pouted.

“I’m telling the truth. Oh, right, Ms. Mu, today, the domestic agent for the fabric supplier has been in touch, and there happens to be a batch of leftover orders from a supplier to Dior.”

Fabric leftovers for Dior? Mu Lan raised an eyebrow.

“Good, set up a time with them for a meeting.”