Chapter 1097

His elbow rested on the car door, long fingers brought to his lips, leisurely taking a drag.

His gaze was cast outside, staring at the pitch-black night sky.

He didn’t speak, and Zimo didn’t know what to say either.

Neither of them spoke, and the dead silence enveloped the entire carriage.

They had been entangled in such a frenzy before, and now they were like strangers.

This time Zimo was also at a loss.

If brute force could solve it, she would definitely do it without hesitation.

But what could force solve?

Beat up Mr.

Mu, or beat herself up?

Beating up Mr.

Mu was impossible.

After having tormented him like this, how could she lay a hand on him?

These bizarre thoughts, she really didn’t know where they came from.

She took another deep breath and then looked at him, “How about this, Mr.

Mu, I’ll work for you for free for the rest of my life, how about that?”

“Do you think I lack the money to hire bodyguards?”

Mu Lingchuan didn’t even turn his head, still looking outside.

Zimo was helpless and could only muster up the courage to fight for herself a little bit.

“That, those drinks, I took them for you, can’t Mr.

Mu consider this favor…”

“No.” Mu Lingchuan immediately interrupted, his words adding a bit more chill.

Zimo was afraid he would think she wanted to shirk responsibility, so she hurriedly explained, “I’m not trying to avoid responsibility, I, I just want to say, I…”

“I can take most of the responsibility, but, Mr.

Mu…

you have a part of it too.”

“And then?” He finally stopped looking outside and turned his head to look at her, those deep eyes staring straight at her face.

Under his indifferent but oppressively attentive gaze, Zimo felt her heart flutter once more.

Mr.

Mu’s anger was truly frightening; she wasn’t afraid of him giving her a beating, but his current look was really making her scalp tingle.

“I…

I mean, since Mr.

Mu also has a bit of responsibility, then, working for Mr.

Mu for a lifetime, I would also be taking responsibility for my part.”

“Mr.

Mu, do you think this is feasible?”

Mu Lingchuan still stared at her, but those black and shiny eyes slightly squinted.

This girl was completely serious when she said these words, clearly speaking whatever was on her mind.

She truly intended to work for him for a lifetime for free to repay what she owed him.

And indeed, she felt that she owed him.

Mu Lingchuan again raised his hand, taking a puff of the cigarette.

Suddenly, the smoke was exhaled, rushing straight towards Zimo’s face.

The carriage was so big, yet that stream of smoke came right in front of her.

Zimo instinctively wanted to dodge, but, in the end, she forced herself to settle down.

Letting the smoke swirl around her face, and then, slowly dispersing.

Having done wrong, one must bravely admit it and bear the consequences, not dodge.

If she dodged, Mr.

Mu would probably be even angrier.

“I don’t think I need to bear any responsibility. If there’s to be an assignment of responsibility, one hundred percent of it would be yours.”

Mu Lingchuan looked at her blandly, snorting coldly.

“But, but that drink, I took it for Mr. Mu, Mr. Mu…”

Zimo still wanted to speak for herself, but all the words were swallowed back under that cold glance he cast.

Actually, the situation was a bit comical, as the two of them had just been doing such crazy things.

Now, they could actually sit down calmly, discussing who had more responsibility, and how much each should bear.

But at this moment, neither of them found it funny.

Because, no one could laugh.