Long Time, My Baby

The metal letters 'MZ' atop the headquarters of the MZ Group glinted in the sun. The impressive building, comparable to the Empire State Building, stood in the most prosperous area of the Wall Street.

The 88th floor was home to the CEO's office, which was done up in a monochromatic color scheme. The redwood desk and the pure cashmere carpet from Australia pointed to the owner's simplistic but luxurious taste in interiors.

A tall and slender figure stood brooding in front of the huge French window. He was swirling the scarlet liquid in the wine glass in his hand, and he looked lonely.

Knock! Knock! Knock! There were three raps on the door.

"Come in," called the indifferent voice in the room.

A man with seductive eyes entered with a smile on his lips.

"Mr. Lucian, here is the financial statement of the Caspar Manor, the hotel in China, which is affiliated to the MZ Group. The manager of the hotel is requesting to expand the scale of operations in China." The assistant's voice was gentle and polished.

"Well, let them submit a proposal of the expansion first. I will discuss the specifics of the plan when I go back." Lucian Mu's voice was cold and emotionless. He opened his thin lips and sipped the wine in his glass.

"Okay. I've booked your flight ticket to go back. Do you want me to inform your brother?"

"Let him come back a few days later. I guess he is very busy these days."

"Okay, sir."

"You may leave now."

The kindly assistant smiled and slowly walked out, closing the door with a soft click.

The tall figure slowly turned around and looked at the yellow painting on the desk. His beautiful features instantly softened and a glimmer of light flashed in his deep eyes. He raised his head and drank the remnants of the liquid in the glass, his Adam's apple moving sexily as he did so.

The carpet was dappled with the last rays of the sun, which filtered in through the window, adding a touch of warmth to the otherwise cold room.

"Madam, it's time to get up!"

and stretched sleepily. She opened her eyes and sat up slowly. She had to

to the bathroom. After washing up, her fair skin glowed, making her look even more beautiful. Her almond-shaped eyes sparkled with

outside the airport, following the rumors of MZ's CEO

get a photo of him. This was a golden opportunity for the reporters to finally get a picture

airplane landing pierced the sky

one reporter shouted excitedly. Then the others started jostled

at the gate in a tailored Zegna suit, which made his lean figure appear

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were covered by a pair of trendy sunglasses. Only his slightly knitted eyebrows revealed a trace of impatience, while the

"Rain!" he said sharply.

standing behind him smiling, raised his eyes and said, "Okay everyone! Mr. Lucian will not be answering any questions today but you are welcome to attend the MZ Group's press conference

to the bodyguards on either side of them. They

A particularly persistent group of reporters tried to get past the bodyguards beside

chaos, a beautiful fair-skinned woman appeared at the gate of the airport. She was stunned

Ye looked at her watch and wiped the sweat on her forehead. Fortunately, she was not late. She had encountered heavy traffic on the way here so she was worried

expect the crowd to be so rowdy. She struggled to get out, but the harder she tried to squeeze past, the more anxious she became. Her

out nimbly like a fish and was about to cross the outermost layer of the crowd when someone suddenly stepped on her foot. As the

with everyone? The airport

the pain to slam into her upon impact with the ground. However, it didn't happen. Instead she found herself in a warm

asked, gazing down at her as

eyes and saw an attractive face. He was frowning slightly and a pair of sunglasses

out of her daze, Leah scrambled

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voice and his tone was intimidating. Feeling the murderous

reporters, Leah smiled brightly at Lucian and said, "Thank you once again!" Then she dashed towards the exit

at the mysterious woman running away, Lucian felt a sense of familiarity. He smiled bitterly and thought to

composed himself and walked towards the Rolls-Royce