Mu Yinyin turned her gaze to the man. She was certain she had never seen him before.
And now.
She could feel his gaze appraising her, as if he wanted to engrave her features into his very bones.
She remained silent, allowing him to scrutinize her.
After a full minute, the man seemed to snap back to reality. He frowned and said, "Never mind. You bear a resemblance to a friend of mine. I won't make things difficult for you. Let's settle this privately. There's no need to call the police."
"I'm sorry, I already have," Mu Yinyin replied calmly.
However, she didn't believe his explanation.
Staring at her and then claiming it was because she resembled his friend.
She was now more certain than ever that this man's appearance was definitely not coincidental.
Ten minutes later, traffic police arrived.
After understanding the situation, they immediately proceeded to test the man for drunk driving.
After blowing into the device, there was indeed a trace of alcohol.
Responsibility was quickly established.
Her assistant also arrived, and Mu Yinyin got into her car, being driven home by her assistant.
As for the man, he was taken away by the police.
Mu Yinyin immediately turned to Meng Tao and said, "Investigate the man who hit my car today. Find out his information and his motive for hitting my car."
Meng Tao immediately agreed, saying nothing more.
Mu Yinyin rarely questioned her instructions, unless she was intensely curious and felt compelled to ask.
Meanwhile, after Fu Siye escorted Nan Shiqing home, he returned to his villa, having no inclination to stay at Nan Shiqing's place, despite He Xia's persistent invitations.
The night deepened.
The man who had been taken to the police station was released, but his driver's license was suspended for six months.
His vehicle was also impounded for fifteen days, and he was fined.
Because it was only minor drunk driving, he was not detained.
Upon his return, he went to see his boss.
As soon as he entered, before he could say anything, the man sitting on the sofa spoke in a deep voice, "How was it? Did you see her clearly?"
The man wore a silver mask and a black haute couture suit. His build was similar to Fu Siye's.
Although his voice was magnetic and pleasant, it always carried a hint of malevolence.
The drunk driver, unlike his earlier belligerence, was now extremely cautious, barely daring to breathe, terrified of angering the man in front of him with any slight misstep.
The man's icy pale blue eyes seemed to pierce through the darkness.
He immediately nodded, "Yes, I saw her clearly!"
The man narrowed his eyes, remaining silent.
Without hesitation, the drunk driver cautiously said again, "Her appearance bears about an eighty percent resemblance to the photo you gave me."
The man narrowed his eyes again, saying nothing.
The drunk driver stood half-bent to the side, not daring to speak further, waiting for the masked man's instructions.
Five minutes later, the masked man stood up and said in a deep voice, "This time, get me another set of her detailed information."
"Yes."
The masked man spoke no further, and the drunk driver dared not overthink. He cautiously withdrew.
...
In the blink of an eye, three days passed.
However, the Green Bamboo they sought was only available through an auction in Country M, with no other avenues.
This further solidified their resolve to make the trip.
Therefore, in the past couple of days, while managing Gu Xiaoqi's condition, they had quickly delegated company affairs. At least during the period when Mu Yinyin and Jiang Ling were away, it wouldn't create too much pressure for Li Chuan.
The collaboration with Lu Sinian had not yet officially begun, but the one with Fu Siye had.
Both required Mu Yinyin and Fu Siye to personally oversee, but due to the unusual circumstances that had arisen, Mu Yinyin chose to meet with Fu Siye.
Currently, the two were at a Chinese restaurant.
Because of the trouble Mu Yinyin had encountered, she felt deeply apologetic and naturally wanted to treat him to a meal.
Although they were divorced and there were some lingering issues, it did not affect their future collaboration. They were now in a purely business relationship, and Mu Yinyin was clear about that.
Since she was the one with the problem, she naturally had to show her sincerity.
Mu Yinyin arrived first. After she had ordered the dishes, Fu Siye arrived fashionably late.
Yes, fashionably late.
Mu Yinyin suspected Fu Siye might be doing it on purpose, but she didn't mind waiting a little longer.
As soon as Fu Siye entered, he saw Mu Yinyin sitting in a chair, looking down at something.
Today, she was still wearing her professional attire: a black suit jacket and a black skirt.
Her long hair was pulled up, making her look refined and sharp.
The aura of a strong career woman was pronounced, a stark contrast to her former self at home.
Mu Yinyin looked up and met Fu Siye's gaze as he was appraising her. She showed no strong emotions, merely gesturing with her eyes to the chair opposite her and slowly saying, "Please sit."
Fu Siye remained silent and sat down opposite Mu Yinyin.
Soon, the waiter brought the dishes Mu Yinyin had ordered.
Once everything was arranged, the waiters quickly withdrew, leaving the two of them alone in the private room, allowing them to get down to business.
If it were anyone else, Mu Yinyin might have opted for some pleasantries and started eating first.
With Fu Siye, there was no need for that. Moreover, Mu Yinyin knew Fu Siye wouldn't have the patience to wait and talk after eating.
"I asked you to meet today to offer my apologies," Mu Yinyin said calmly.
Fu Siye's expression was equally indifferent. He said nothing, only looking at her, waiting for her to continue.
Mu Yinyin did not hesitate and continued, "Therefore, I may not be able to help much with our collaboration in the coming days. I wanted to ask for your opinion: will you continue to manage it, or should I wait until I return?"
In reality, Fu Siye could completely manage it alone if she left.
However, she had to inform him in advance. Otherwise, if any unexpected issues arose, or if there were any sudden changes, her absence and inability to resolve them promptly could affect their credibility.
Fu Siye sneered, his sarcasm undisguised. "Isn't Fanxing always very trustworthy?"
Mu Yinyin's eyes flickered. "I apologize. I have something very important to do during this absence. If Mr. Fu is dissatisfied, I will find a way to compensate you."
"Compensate?" Her words actually made Fu Siye let out a cold laugh. "What can you compensate me with?"
The sarcasm in his words was exceedingly evident.
Clearly, Fu Siye lacked nothing, so why would he need her compensation?
Mu Yinyin looked at him calmly. "Don't speak too soon."
Mu Yinyin said no more.
However, her words made Fu Siye recall her identity as the Mistress of Yan Luo.