Chapter 3, A Hair's Breadth Away (Part 1)

I really have something to do today. After dropping you two off, I still need to go watch the dance rehearsal. " Mo Jingyan advised, " Just take a taxi back after drinking, and check if you have any change on you.

Power can be regarded as a fictional, imagined dream. It exists wherever it is present

You now find others older than you, yet with your weathered face, Mo Mo still appears a year or two younger.

What happened

This event is organized by our competitors, and it is said that quite a few clients will attend. I plan to go there to poach some clients. Huang Jun smiled and said, "Do you want to help me enhance my presence?"

Then I will take other beautiful women with me, and you must not get jealous

The two of them were talking as they arrived at the registration desk at the entrance of the banquet hall on the fifth floor. Huang Jun presented the invitation letter, then reached into his pocket and pulled out a metal cigarette case: "Damn, I grabbed the wrong thing in the car just now, thought it was a business card holder."

"As you wish." Mo Jingyan had heard Huang Jun use this kind of phrasing many times, glanced at him, and continued watching television

On this day, Mo Jingyan excused herself for feeling unwell and returned home early, temporarily setting aside her tasks. She suddenly felt that there was no reason for her to be so busy, and nothing would come to a standstill due to her absence that day. She felt somewhat lazy and a bit dejected. Upon returning home, she recalled that Huang Jun had mentioned bringing back two copies of photographs, and indeed, there was a disc on her desk.

There are also negative aspects. Huang Jun sighed

"Then go to bed and sleep," Huang Jun said as he helped her up. "Could it be the flu? Did you go to the hospital again today? Have you caught it?"

Mo Jingyan opened the drawer in the front passenger seat and thought for a moment: "I will return it, you can pick it up at the door, I cannot park here"

Xu Zihao remarked: "Sometimes having a girlfriend who is two years older is not a bad thing; she is independent, sensible, and knows how to care for others, even driving you to ensure you don't drink and drive."

Huang Jun and Xu Zihao got out of the car in front of the hotel and waved goodbye to Mo Jingyan

"We are indeed very outspoken, and we absolutely have principles and boundaries in our work, as well as ethics and integrity," Xu Zihao smiled, "If you are not at ease, Momo, I can return the invitation to you, and you can go with him."

Mo Jingyan shook his head: "I will not go."

This wine party is quite good, do you know who will be attending? Huang Jun casually mentioned the names of two or three top-tier celebrities, saying, "If you are not going, I will go."

Mo Jingyan lowered the car window, and the biting cold air rushed in. The northern wind, carrying some dust and smoke, was truly a world that belonged to her

Do not go to the hospital these days. Huang Jun poured her a glass of water and sat down beside her, saying, "That is someone else's son, not really your son. If you like, just wait until you have one of your own."

Huang Jun sat in the passenger seat, sorting through the miscellaneous items in his coat pocket, and without turning his head said: "I noticed it too; in a couple of days, I need to take it to Thailand for some maintenance."

I understand, Mom. "Huang Jun elongated his tone, "You really are quite talkative."

I felt a bit unwell, so I took leave and returned home first

Mo Jingyan leaned on his shoulder, recalling what Huang Jun had said that night, "When the time comes, let's have a son; he will definitely be handsome." She chuckled softly and mimicked his tone, repeating, "He will definitely be handsome, right"

The phone suddenly rang; it was Huang Jun's number. "Momo, you haven't gone far, have you? Is there still time for you to come back?" His tone was pitiful. "Could you check if my business card holder is in the car?"

It is ... ... something given by a participant. I am not interested in such crowd-pleasing activities

She suddenly thought of something and flipped back through the photo album. Sure enough, in the last few pictures, there were photos of her guiding Chuan Chuan in climbing, and two more were close-ups of her in deep concentration captured by the photographer. Mo Jingyan clutched the cushion, burying herself in the sofa, her mind a blank. When Huang Jun returned home and saw her lying in the living room, he was startled: "How did you fall asleep here?"

Mo Jingyan did not need to rehearse the dance today. After seeing off Huang Jun and Xu Zihao, she drove from the entrance to the roadside, gazing through the glass door at the magnificent hotel lobby. The sounds and breaths were blocked by the heavy glass barrier, and all she could see were elegantly dressed guests streaming in, the lights dazzling, and shadows flickering, resembling a grand yet distant silent film

I feel that she has been a bit different lately said Huang Jun with concern

Mo Jingyan felt a surge of anxiety in her heart as she took out the invitation from her handbag and casually tossed it into the wastebasket

Huang Jun said that he still had some matters to attend to, leaving Mo Jingyan in the living room, continuing in a semi-meditative state in front of the wide-open television. After a while, he came out from the study, holding two beautifully printed invitations. "Who gave these? You didn't even look at them before throwing them into the trash can? What a waste"

And, Huang Jun scoffed disdainfully, "It would be good enough if you could take care of yourself."

She turned the car around and drove back to the front of the hotel

The little boy, with his lips pressed together, appeared completely focused, reminiscent of Shao Sheng's steadfast and confident demeanor from years ago; while Chuan Chuan's hearty laughter seemed like a reflection of his cheerful and open-hearted self. Her fingers traced the contours of the child's brows and eyes on the screen, and during the most painful times, she had fervently wished that the person whom his child called mother would be herself. Yet now, she suddenly felt a sense of unease; no matter how much Chuan Chuan resembled him, there was ultimately the shadow of another woman in his brows and eyes. Her fingers traced the contours of the child's brows and eyes on the screen, and during the most painful times, she had fervently wished that the person whom his child called mother would be herself. Yet now, she suddenly felt a sense of unease; no matter how much Chuan Chuan resembled him, there was ultimately the shadow of another woman in his brows and eyes.

You two partners truly have a compatible temperament. I really don't know whether you are conducting business or admiring young ladies every day

It's nothing, just a bit tired

She said nonchalantly: "It's nothing."

"Can this matter be discussed so casually? Or has Momo been too indulgent with you? Moreover, after being together for two years, it's time to consider marriage," Xu Zihao expressed some discontent, "We've been friends for so many years, to be honest, it's rare for a girl to tolerate you for such a long time. You have flirted around during this time, and Momo may not be unaware; she has turned a blind eye and has never made things difficult for you.

"It is quite good like this now," Huang Jun shrugged, "I am not yet ready to promise anyone a lifetime."

She opened the computer and quietly browsed through the photos

Huang Jun was taken aback: "What?"

"She seems a bit... a bit anxious," Huang Jun analyzed. "Recently, she has really taken a liking to children. A few days ago, I casually mentioned something about having a baby, and she actually remembered it. You know me, I just said it offhand. I'm afraid she might take it seriously."

Mo Jingyan chuckled: "You have seen big stars before, so why are you acting so giddy?"

Xu Zihao stretched out his fist from the back row and punched him on the back: "Come on, you two are teasing me again, right? I have said long ago that Momo, you should go to the party with him. Later, I won't be your volunteer supervisor, and I can't keep an eye on your Huang Jun flirting with the young lady."

A few days later, on the bustling East Third Ring Road, Mo Jingyan was driving and glanced at the impeccably dressed Xu Zihao sitting upright in the back seat through the rearview mirror, unable to help but chuckle: "Is this the beauty you brought? The lines are a bit too rugged."