President, Please Be Careful
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"Ac!" Zhao Youlin was caught off guard and tripped. His head hit Mu Tingfeng's chest again, and his nose suffered another heavy blow. It was so painful that Zhao Youlin almost cried.

"Are you okay?" When Mu Tingfeng heard Zhao Youlin's surprised cry, she was also shocked. He hurriedly looked down to check on Zhao Youlin.

Zhao Youlin closed her nose and said gloomily, “I. Why is this elevator suddenly swaying so badly? Why hasn't the technician arrived?”

Mu Tingfeng did not say anything. Zhao Youlin's hand paused for a moment to rub her nose, and she finally sensed something was amiss.

“Lift is rocking badly, and that's definitely not a problem with the power outage. Mu Tingfeng, are you hiding something from me? This elevator”

Mu Tingfeng was still silent. He only instinctively tightened his arms around Zhao Youlin.

Zhao Youlin's face turned slightly pale. Although she had only known Mu Tingfeng for a short time, she still discovered some of her habits.

When it comes to him, when he doesn't admit certain things, it means he admits it. Mu Tingfeng's long silence meant she admitted that something was wrong.

"What the hell is going on? If I die, at least let me die knowing how I die.”

Zhao Youlin's words were so stinging that Mu Tingfeng's expression sank, and with anger in her voice, she said, "You won't do it."

"What?"

“I won't let you die. We're not gonna die." His calm voice carried an indescribable persuasive atmosphere, and Zhao Youlin could not retaliate.

She found herself speechless, and she raised her head in the darkness to see the faint outline of Mu Tingfeng's face.

Even if they were in total darkness, Zhao Youlin could still see Mu Tingfeng's deep gaze. Inside was a touching determination and something he could not understand.

His heart was racing beyond his will. Zhao Youlin practically looked away in panic and no longer dared to look Mu Tingfeng in the eye.

There were simply too many things that Zhao Youlin thought were too heavy for her in those eyes. His feelings for danger told him that if he looked a little longer into it, the feelings within it would bind him, and he would never be able to go back in time.

Mu Tingfeng used a hint of light projected from the door to look at all Zhao Youlin's actions. A strange light shone in his eyes.

Silence stretched between them. One of them decided to deceive himself by denying the other, and the other patiently waited for his prey to slowly get into his trap.

They did not say anything more until the elevator swayed for the third time.

This time, the elevator swayed much more strongly than the previous two times, and it lasted for a while before it became stable again.

Mu Tingfeng had long since enveloped Zhao Youlin as the elevator began to sway and protect her from these vibrations and oscillations.

Zhao Youlin leaned on Mu Tingfeng's body and gritted her teeth to withstand this sickening tremor. Then, she slowly opened her eyes to see Mu Tingfeng protecting her. Some complicated emotions shone in his eyes.

Not long ago, this person was acting unpleasant towards her, and when they first met, she was determined to divorce him. Then, he started appearing in front of her once in a while, and they started to compete with each other as they were ruining each other's sights.

But now, at such a critical moment, he was protecting her as a guardian.

This was the first time Zhao Youlin had been protected so attentively by someone. In the past, when he was leading the charge, he had always been the first to be responsible, and he was the one to protect others. He was never protected like this, and the one who protected him was this man.

Zhao Youlin did not say anything for some time. Then, as if she was mumbling to herself, she asked hesitantly, "Mu Tingfeng, if .. I said, if I die here today, I will, will you be happy or sad?"

'Or will you ... not care?'

It's ironic now that he's thinking about it. It had only been a few months since he was shot, and he had once again risked death. This time, the one who also faced death with her was not a comrade risking his life with her, not a family member who shared blood with her, but her ex-husband who always thought it was ruining the scene! Perhaps this is fate, Zhao Youlin thought in a self-deprecating manner.

Zhao Youlin was not afraid of death. After all, he had already died once, and coincidentally, he was stealing someone's time and living a few more months.

He has lived once again. Though she is dissatisfied with the fact that she has yet to find the killer, the only thing she cannot leave behind is actually Joy.

If the boy finds out that he can no longer see his beloved mother, he will cry, won't he? But fortunately, Joy is no longer alone. Duan Yarong and the others were protecting him, so Zhao Youlin could calm down a little.

Unfortunately, he could not personally watch the boy grow up. After all, this child could be considered the only child in both of his lives.

When Mu Tingfeng heard Zhao Youlin's words, she frowned, and as she spoke, she sounded angry, "I told you, I won't let you die."

Zhao Youlin sneered. “President Mu, where did you get the confidence to say those things? You are also in trouble now, and if this issue is not handled properly, we will probably die here today.”

Before Zhao Youlin's voice faded, Mu Tingfeng quickly cut her off. "okay."

"OKAY? Okay what?” Zhao Youlin was stunned. He did not record what he said for a period of time.

"If anything happens, I'll just keep you company."

'Accompany me? Accompany what? Does he want to die together? Excuse me?' Zhao Youlin was completely flabbergasted at Mu Tingfeng's words, and as she looked up, wanting to find a trace of Mu Tingfeng's joke, she ended up disappointed this time around.

Mu Tingfeng's eyes were extremely bright in the darkness. He looked at Zhao Youlin, as if he wanted to carve his face and his entire self in his eyes so that he was the only one who could admire her.

After a long time, Mu Tingfeng looked like she was bewitched. He slowly leaned over and looked down to look for Zhao Youlin's lips. Then, he slowly but firmly covered his lips with his own.

"Mcf ..." Zhao Youlin was caught off guard and kissed. Her pupils shrank, and she instinctively tightened her grip on Mu Tingfeng's hand.

Since she was already in Mu Tingfeng's arms, at this moment, when she was kissed, her mind went blank, and she forgot to fight back. When he finally realized what was going on and realized that he had to fight back, it was already too late.

Mu Tingfeng's kiss was as domineering and cold as her presence, as if she wanted to devour Zhao Youlin and not let anyone have a chance to taste her. But aside from her domineering and cold demeanor, Mu Tingfeng's kiss also gave off a tentative sense, as if she had just tasted it, but the feeling was addictive. It made her feel treated like a treasure, and she slowly sank into that feeling. He can't run from her.