Mu Liangchen emerged from the passenger seat and scanned his surroundings. He lowered his head and left quickly, unaware that his actions were being filmed from the moment he entered the car.
Meanwhile, at Di Jue Group, Di Ruihe was active in every department. In the morning, he accompanied Mu Mingjue into the company. Although his position was that of an ordinary junior staff member, his identity was openly acknowledged within the company. The heads of the departments he was assigned to treated him with deference, as if his position was higher than some managers.
"I'll trouble everyone in the future," Di Ruihe said with a casual smile as he looked at them holding the coffee he had bought. Compliments and flattery flooded in. Di Ruihe relished the feeling, his greed gradually growing.
Outside the office, Di Mingjue sat in his wheelchair, quietly observing Di Ruihe in the crowd. "He sent coffee to all departments, including the security guards at the entrance," Shen Lin reported. On his first day at the company, he was already winning over everyone's hearts. Di Mingjue recalled Jiang Ziyu's instructions from the previous night. Unexpectedly, everything she had predicted had come true.
"Keep a close eye on his actions," Di Mingjue commanded. Di Ruihe looked up at the retreating figure in the hallway, his false smile vanishing from his face. He withdrew from the crowd and left the office with his phone.
Di Mingjue returned to his office, his mind occupied by Jiang Ziyu. He touched his desk. "Shen Lin, give me my phone." The phone was right in front of him. Shen Lin quickly asked, "Are you calling Madam?" "Yes," Di Mingjue nodded.
Shen Lin dialed the number, and after a long pause, the call was answered. Jiang Ziyu's voice echoed in the empty office. Shen Lin held the phone, watching Di Mingjue, who remained silent. Jiang Ziyu's voice on the other end of the line grew serious. Fearing the call would be hung up, Shen Lin hesitated before speaking, "Madam, is it convenient for you to come to the company now?"
"What's wrong? Are his eyes bothering him again?" Jiang Ziyu asked urgently. When his vision recovers, it can put pressure on the optic nerves. During this period, constant attention is required, as any irreversible issue could lead to permanent blindness. Hearing her concern, Shen Lin felt a bit uneasy. However, seeing that Di Mingjue did not refute her guess, he went along with her words, "Yes, can you come over now?"
"Okay, I understand. I'll be at the company in half an hour. Have him close his eyes and rest until I get there," Jiang Ziyu said, changing her route from returning to the Di residence to heading to the company. After ending the call, Shen Lin let out a heavy sigh. Clutching his thumping heart, he looked at Di Mingjue, whose mood seemed to have brightened. It seemed his heart had accepted Madam! Shen Lin also felt happy for him. For six years, even during the three years Di Mingjue was in a coma, he had been secretly searching for that woman according to his arrangements. She was like a persistent thought that had always troubled Di Mingjue. Fortunately, Jiang Ziyu's arrival had successfully broken through all of this.
Shen Lin placed the phone on the desk and went to the wheelchair. "Mr. Di, shall I help you lie down on the sofa?" "You can go out. Tell her to come straight in when she arrives." "Alright." Shen Lin turned and left.
Half an hour later, Jiang Ziyu, looking slightly disheveled, entered the CEO's office. As soon as she appeared, she touched Di Mingjue's forehead. Comparing their temperatures, she inquired with concern, "Are your eyes bothering you or are you dizzy?" "Dizzy," Di Mingjue replied.
"Is it a headache again?" Jiang Ziyu half-knelt in front of him, her cool fingertips pressing against his temples. At such close proximity, Di Mingjue stared intently at Jiang Ziyu. Why did he feel like he had seen her somewhere before? Jiang Ziyu lowered her head, and their gazes met. Her hand suddenly withdrew, and she took a step back defensively.