Yan Qingluo was already feeling a little dizzy from exhaustion, and when he heard Yan Jingrong yelling, his head started buzzing. He wondered if he was going to faint again.

She subconsciously looked around and saw Song Qingju standing not far away. If she fainted, that man would not just stand by and watch her die, right?

However, instead of waiting to faint, it is better to seek help now.

Thinking of this, she waved to Song Qingju.

After seeing this, Song Qingju hesitated for a moment, then walked over at his leisurely pace.

"Miss Yan, what do you want?" He asked with a smooth and sophisticated face of a businessman.

"Boss Song, can you give me a hand? I can't stand up." Yan Qingluo's voice was weak.

Song Qingju probably didn't expect her to make such a request. He hesitated for a moment before stretching out his fair and slender right hand.

Yan Qingluo grabbed his sleeve and used the force to stand up.

"Thank you, could you please take me to the door?" Yan Qingluo felt very dizzy and she was not sure if she could walk to the door.

Song Qingju made a gesture of invitation, "Miss Yan, if you don't mind, I can drive you back."

"No need, I've asked someone to pick me up, I'll just wait at the door. Thank you!" Yan Qingluo's voice was obviously weak, and his breathing became increasingly heavy.

Yan Qingluo leaned against the wall. She could not support her heavy body and began to slide down the wall slowly, finally sitting on the ground.

Song Qingju stood aside, neither far nor near, smoking silently.

"Miss Yan doesn't seem to be in good health. Why is she still so keen on boxing?" Song Qingju exhaled a smoke ring and said slowly.

She would never believe that he couldn't see Yan Qingluo's purpose with his cleverness.

Asking even though you know the answer.

"I just like it." Yan Qingluo deliberately did not tell the truth and said perfunctorily.

"I wonder if I'll have a chance to spar with Miss Yan?"

"Let's do it another day. I'm bored today." Yan Qingluo didn't want to beat around the bush with this person anymore, so he just said it straight away.

"Okay, it's a deal."

Song Qingju glanced at Yan Qingluo with a slanted eye, a wicked smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.

About ten minutes later, an orange and white Wrangler stopped in front of the boxing ring.

Xiao Shun got off the car and went straight to Yan Qingluo.

"Lolo, how are you?"

"I can't walk anymore." Yan Qingluo said weakly, leaning against the wall.

Xiao Shun picked up Yan Qingluo and gently put him in the car as if he was holding a fragile treasure.

Song Qingju narrowed his deep eyes slightly. It seemed that the person he liked was quite popular.

Interesting, he likes challenging things.

The next day, in the VIP box of Yaston Hotel.

"Xiao Ye, haha, you've grown so tall!" Dorcey rushed over shouting as soon as he saw Mu Ye.

A trace of embarrassment appeared on Mu Ye's face. He quickly entered the box and closed the door to avoid being heard by more people.

"Oh, you're still so shy, Xiaoye, why didn't you bring Xiaowan with you?"

"He has an exam today and can't come."

"Exam? What a coincidence, I had invited a friend over, and she also said she has an exam today. But her brother will come." Dorcey looked regretful.

Mu Ye looked indifferent and just stared at the tablet.

"Hey, Xiaoye, stop working now ... "

"Sister, Mr. Yan is here." Dorcey's assistant reported at the door.

Hearing the words "Mr. Yan", Mu Ye slowly raised his head. For some reason, he was very sensitive to the surname "Yan".

Yan Jingrong, dressed in a light grey suit, stepped into the box like a prince who had escaped from a fairy tale, with a hint of panic on his face.

With just one glance, Dorcey felt his eyes being sucked away.

"Hello, Mr. Jin. Oh, Mr. Mu is here too. I'm Yan Jingrong. Xiao Si, ah, no, Qingluo has an exam today and can't come. I'm very sorry." Yan Jingrong spoke in an elegant manner.

"Please sit down, Mr. Yan." Dorcey instantly looked infatuated.

Mu Ye's fingers moved slightly. It turned out that she wanted to come too.

Xiao Si? Mu Ye's stern eyes swept over Yan Jingrong. Who allowed him to call her Xiao Si?

"Is this your partner?" Mu Ye's cold and low voice revealed his unfriendly attitude.

"Yes, Qingluo and I share the same ideals. She is smart, courageous, and strategic, so her elder brother's company must be right." Dorcey praised Yan Qingluo with a beaming face.

Yan Jingrong lowered his head with a blushing face. His little fourth child was indeed great.

"Oh, by the way, Mr. Mu, I haven't thanked you for saving Xiao Si that day. She didn't cause you any trouble, right?" Yan Jingrong expressed his gratitude honestly.

Mu Ye recalled the feeling of Yan Qingluo's hand when he held her that day, and he rubbed his fingers unconsciously, his heart slightly moved again.

"Hey, Xiaoye, do you know Qingluo?" Dorcey was surprised. It was a wonderful fate that his two good friends knew each other.

"Not familiar." Thinking of Yan Qingluo's attitude towards him that day, Mu Ye pursed his lips and uttered two words coldly.

"I'll introduce them to you one day, and you two will become familiar with each other. Let's eat first, and then we can discuss the details of future cooperation after dinner." Dorcey kept pushing the dishes in front of Yan Jingrong and kicking Mu Ye with his feet.

Mu Ye saw through the girl's thoughts at a glance, ate a few bites, stood up and said, "Sorry, I have something else to do, I'll leave first."

After leaving the box, Mu Ye asked Dong Yu, who was jogging behind him, "Why did AC suddenly sign a contract with Yan's?"

"I heard that Miss Yan is very sincere."

"What's her sincerity? I think it's Yan Jingrong who is sincere!" Mu Ye's words had hidden meaning, but Dong Yu didn't understand because he didn't know the situation.

"Ms. Dorcey thinks highly of Miss Yan and likes her very much." Dong Yu explained seriously.

"How did they know each other?" Mu Ye recalled Dorcey's words praising Yan Qingluo just now, saying that she was smart, courageous, and strategic. The corners of his lips slightly raised. He was indeed courageous, but not strategic. At most, he was scheming.

"We met at the boxing ring. Miss Yan has been boxing with Dorcey. I heard that the two of them are evenly matched."

"Boxing?" For some reason, Mu Ye suddenly connected boxing with what Gu Yunchuan said a few days ago about overexertion. Could it be that he had overthought it before ...

"Yeah, I heard you played pretty well."

"Where is she boxing?"

"Boss Song's boxing ring." Dong Yu discovered that President Mu was particularly concerned about anything related to Yan Qingluo, so he also inquired more.

"Song Qingju? Haha, her life is quite colorful." Mu Ye's eyes were dark, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth. How many things about this girl was there that he didn't know?

"Oh, by the way, last time you asked Miss Yan if she had ever been to Country M."

Mu Ye's pace suddenly slowed down, as if he was very concerned about this matter.

"We haven't found out yet, but Miss Yan can, no, she should be proficient in the language of Country M." Dong Yu secretly glanced at President Mu and continued.

"Proficient in the language of Country M?"

Could it really be her?

A hint of darkness appeared in Mu Ye's eyes.