President, Please Be Careful
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At that moment, he was gripped with fear to the point that his limbs stiffened.

He's never felt like this before. Feelings of worry, fear and disappointment.In other words, unwittingly the woman has occupied an important position in her heart, a position almost on par with her beloved and honorable mother!

Without thinking twice, Mu Tingfeng had left her driver, and she rushed towards the direction where the sound of gunfire sounded.

It took some trouble before he rushed to the scene, and he was greeted by the sight of the pursuers lying everywhere on the floor, fighting in pain, and the intense fight that was going on not far from him.

A hint of confusion flashed across Mu Tingfeng's expression. Immediately after, he gasped from his daze. He picked something up from the floor, and he quietly slipped to Zhao Youlin's side.

As she held onto Zhao Youlin's wrist, Mu Tingfeng finally recovered from her initial panic. No one knew how strongly his emotions fluctuated at that moment.

Mu Tingfeng's mind raced, yet he didn't show the slightest hint on the surface. He said in a low voice, “Don't talk about this now. Where's mom?”

When Mu Tingfeng mentioned Su Ruixin, Zhao Youlin's attention was instantly distracted. She leaned closer to Mu Tingfeng, and she whispered to him, "I asked him to hide first."

Zhao Youlin was very focused on defending herself up front. He did not notice how flirtatious the two looked as they leaned close to each other. The reason they were keeping each other so close was so that the pursuers would not notice them.

Zhao Youlin decided to lower her volume. So, he instinctively leaned his body close to her. They were so close that there was practically no distance between their faces.

Mu Tingfeng felt Zhao Youlin's breath on her cheek. Unconsciously Zhao Youlin, she was so embarrassed that her ears turned red.

Fortunately, President Mu refrained from giving in to the temptation before him so easily. He pulled out a gun from his side, and he put it into Zhao Youlin's hand.

Zhao Youlin froze. He looked at his gun, and he asked in puzzlement, "Where did you get this from?"

Mu Tingfeng took out another expressionless gun. He filled the room, and he said, "I took it off the ground."

Zhao Youlin was speechless. He remembered the two pursuers whose shoulders had been shot by him. Could it be that the man beside her took a weapon from them? .

After all, Zhao Youlin felt safer with a weapon in hand.

The two leaned close to each other until the pursuers who had split up into groups to search for them came towards them.

The rustling sound of shoes stepping on the weeds combined with the sound of small animals running around and playing around in the forest.

While the two were preparing, ready to get up and fight against the group of people as they approached them like power stored in a spring, loud sirens sounded outside the forest.

The pursuers who were chasing as well as Zhao Youlin and Mu Tingfeng who were hiding among the bushes, froze.

The next moment, Zhao Youlin heard the pursuers cursing in unison. One of them whispered, “Bos, what should we do? Police will come.”

The boss raised his hand and slapped the person. He sounded anxious and angry, “What else can we do? Back off!"

“B-How... How about the woman? Client will pay us only if he dies.”

“Pay us, my feet! If you don't go now, count your money in jail! Go now!"

Zhao Youlin narrowed her eyes after listening to their dialogue. 'Client? So, someone can't wait to take my life, huh?’

Zhao Youlin extended her hand to clean the weeds from her clothes. He casually asked, "Are you filing a police report?"

"No, I didn't do it."

"Then ... Could it be Uncle Xiao?" Before Zhao Youlin finished speaking, she was suddenly pulled into her arms by the man next to her.

Zhao Youlin froze. His expression changed a little. He stretched out his hand, wanting to push the man in front of him, only to realize his hand was as strong as steel. No matter how hard he struggled to break free, his hands did not move at all.

“Mu Tingfeng, what are you doing?! Let me go!" Zhao Youlin bellowed furiously after finding out she could not escape from his embrace. However, the response he got was…

“Do not move. Let me hold you for a little longer. Just a minute.” He had tried hard to refrain from pulling her into his arms, unwilling to let go even if it cost him his life the moment he saw her. He wants to make sure he is safe and sound.

Mu Tingfeng felt the warmth and orderly breathing of the person in his arms, as well as his own pulse emanating from his hands. For the first time in the life of President Mu, who is also an atheist, he is very grateful that the gods did not take this man out of his life.

While Mu Tingfeng's heart was pumping with excitement, Zhao Youlin was emotionally unstable as well. 'What happened to Mu Tingfeng? Why did she actually say something like that to me, as if to? Could he be possessed by a demon?’

Above all, after hearing his words, his heart leaped uncontrollably!

Zhao Youulin's awkward feeling did not last long. Immediately, he heard the sound of footsteps and shouts coming from not far away from them.

Zhao Youlin immediately pushed herself away from the man in front of her as soon as she heard those voices. He lowered his head and tidied up his disheveled clothes.

After she finished tidying herself up, she wondered why she was so nervous. Was he nervous from guilt?! Apparently, the man next to her who took the initiative to pull her into his arms. If he didn't feel guilty at all, why should he feel that way?!

Thinking of this, Zhao Youlin turned around and looked at Mu Tingfeng, only to find him stoic-faced, and she noticed, looking at the people who had come for them not far away. It was as if the vulnerability he had shown her just now was just his own imagination.

'Do you really think you are superior just because you don't wear any emotions up your sleeve ?!' Zhao Youlin gritted her teeth. She glared at Mu Tingfeng sharply from the corner of her eyes, and she turned her head back.

While Zhao Youlin was rampaging at herself out of nowhere, unbeknownst to her, as she turned around, the man before her withdrew his gaze, turned around and looked at her. His eyes were filled with tenderness and admiration. Not even anyone who knew him had seen him like this before.

"General manager."

"President Mu!"

The voices of Xia Zhetao and Xiao Jingyao were the most prominent among the others. A group of black-clothed bodyguards followed them.

"General Manager, are you okay?" Xiao Jingyao's usual calm and composed expression finally cracked slightly to show a hint of worry and panic.

While he was on his way rushing towards her, he wondered many times what would appear before him if he did not come on time. Fortunately, it's not too late.

"I'm doing fine. The driver was unconscious in the car. Did you find him?”

Xiao Jingyao froze. He nodded, and he said, “I found it. I asked someone to pull him out of the car. He's been sent to the hospital."

Zhao Youlin let out a sigh of relief, "Good."