C167 Cardiac injury (1/2)

Until Lin Shumo's mechanical movements slowly stopped, and the sounds of sighs in his ears also calmed down.

The curtains in the office were tightly drawn, and only a few rays of sunlight were reflected in the room, dispelling the cold and gloomy feeling from the bottom of his heart. Mu Ziyao's breathing was shallow, if he did not listen carefully, it would seem like he had stopped, his eyes staring straight at the ceiling, like a lifeless rag doll.

Lin Shumo's boiling hot body tightly sealed her, the world suddenly stopped, and all the tiny particles that were flying in the air started to dance and sway uncontrollably in front of her.

Mu Xiaoxi's shout outside the office was gradually becoming softer and softer. It was as if a bellows had been installed in Mu Ziyao's heart to blow away all of the remaining fantasies he had about Lin Shumo.

”Is that enough?”

An ice-cold voice that did not carry a single trace of emotion came out of Mu Ziyao's throat, but her eyes were still staring far away, as if she felt that it was dirty just by looking at Lin Shumo a little more.

”Yao Yao …”

Lin Shumo's reasoning was like an animal being surrounded, quickly gathering together. His body suddenly stiffened, all the muscles in his body tensed up.

Lin Shumo's hung on both sides of his body, and after tightening and loosening up, they tightly clenched. His eyes followed the crowd that surrounded Mu Ziyao, trying to discern some slight emotions from her face, but to no avail.

Mu Ziyao's face was flushed, but her expression was cold and empty. The professional suit that was originally well-cut was now hanging loosely on his body, adding a very deep crease to it.

”Director Lin, can I go now?”

Mu Ziyao stared at the man in front of him with his dark and heavy eyes, like a silent accusation, and that feeling was as if he was no longer willing to have anything to do with him, an expression of extreme anger.

Even though he was in control of the entire situation, Lin Shumo, who was commanding the wind and commanding the rain in this huge city, was momentarily unable to control his frustration. His pitch-black eyes stared fixedly at Mu Ziyao, whose expression was calm and unperturbed as he slowly put on his clothes.

”Yao Yao, I … ”Just now …”

”Stop, don't say a word. I feel disgusted just by looking at you.”