Han Muzi just put the ruler around his waist, and when he heard this inquiry, her hand's movement was followed by a pause.
With a sneer in her heart, she tightened the ruler.
Hate?
Why does he think he would hate him? Where is he worth it?
"You are my client. How could I hate you?" On the surface, Han Muzi pretended not to understand, and wanted to casually say a sentence to fool the past.
However, the night is not deep eyebrows are very deep.
"Is it?"
His voice was so quiet that he could hardly hear his emotion: "can you do it gently?"
Han Muzi found out that she tightened the ruler a lot, strangled his waist in the night, and almost deformed his waist.
“…… Sorry
She suddenly closed her hand, and a thin layer of cold sweat came over her white forehead.
Han Muzi drooped her eyes and couldn't help biting her lower lip. How could she be so confused?
The air fell into an awkward silence. Han Muzi wrote down the size, then took the soft ruler and stepped back. She took up the book to write out the measurements just measured, so as not to forget later.
Night Mo deep standing behind her, looking at her squat down the petite figure.
"If you don't hate me, why do you treat me as a stranger?"
Han Muzi's writing pen is crooked for a moment. Instead of answering, she records it one by one. When she records it, she puts away the small book, and then stands up to face the night.
"My job has been finished, Mr. Ye. Thank you for your cooperation today. I still have something to do, so I'll leave first."
Finish saying, Han Muzi turns directly, prepare to leave here.
Wrist suddenly a tight, Han Muzi whole person stiff in place.
What is he doing?
"So you hate me? Don't want to stay with me for a moment
I don't know why, Han Muzi even heard a trace of self mockery pain from his words. Is it her hearing error?
"Mr. Yeh joked. Today is a holiday. I really have other things to do."
She tried to struggle to get her hand back.
However, night Mo Shen pinched her wrist more tightly. Han Muzi frowned painfully and turned her head.
"If it's not a holiday, if you don't have other things to do, would you like to stay with me a little longer?"
Han Muzi: "it's just
What does he want to do? Clearly he said that he was married, but why did he make such a sad appearance now?
Is it to deceive her? Want to get her again like before, and then abandon and hurt her again?
Thinking of this possibility, Han Muzi's expression on the bottom of her eyes became very pale. She wanted to take her hand back, but ye Moshen held it tightly. She could only helplessly open her mouth: "Mr. night, I really have other things. Please let go."
"No For the first time, Yemo Shen was like a coquettish child. He looked at her with hurt eyes, "would you like to listen to my explanation?"
What? Han Muzi Leng for a moment, listen to his explanation?
Explain what? Five years ago?
After a moment, Han Muzi said with an embarrassed smile, "Mr. night, I don't think You have something to explain to me. "
Yeah? Night Mo deep low smile, that smile is full of self mockery, "it seems that you don't want to listen to my explanation, but I don't want to let you go. What should I do?"
Han Muzi: "it's just
She struggled and frowned at the night.
Night Mo Shen's eyes are very deep and deep, as if to suck her soul in, she did not dare to look at his eyes, can only force back.
Struggling, the night Mo deep seems to be angry, directly pulled her over and pressed her on the soft sofa behind her.
"Ah."
A exclamation, Han Muzi was pressed by him under the body, followed by the night Mo deep pressure face.
Han Muzi did not hesitate to reach for his face.
A slap in the face.
Almost without hesitation, when he saw him kissing himself, the first thing that Han Muzi thought of in his mind was that he was married, and then his hand naturally threw it out.
The air was silent for a few seconds. At night, the whole person was there. He looked at Han Muzi, and his thin lips seemed blue and white.
Probably because of anger, perhaps because of excitement, so the chest constantly ups and downs.
"I didn't want to talk to you about it, but do you remember what you said yesterday? If you treat me like this now, won't your conscience get a little reproach? Are you worthy of her doing this to me? "
Mo Shen at night: "what?"
What he said yesterday? Mo Shen's eyes are a little confused, puzzled to look at her.Han Muzi sneered: "married! Since Mr. Ye is married, please keep your limits and don't touch me
Listen, the night Mo deep a Leng, a moment later, he can't help but laugh out loud.
"That's what you said, so Because I'm married, I can't touch you? "
Han Muzi: you
When did he become so shameless?
"Or are you jealous?" Don't wait for Han Muzi to say the next word, night Mo Shen picked eyebrow to tease her again.
Han Muzi: "jealous? Mr. Ye thinks highly of yourself
She pushed him away, got up from the sofa, patted her collar, and then said in a cold voice, "I hope this is the last time. If Mr. Ye treats me so disrespectfully in the future, I'd rather destroy the contract than cooperate with you."
This time, Han Muzi did not give him a chance to react, but directly grabbed the bag and then got up to leave.
Looking at her back, the expression on Mo Shen's face was thoughtful.
He thought over what she had just said, and then gradually came back to it.
Oh, this stupid woman.
Does she think that she is married with other women? That's why you're so reactive?
Thinking of this, night Mo Shen reached out and touched his face which was slapped in the face.
It really hurts.
It's hard to be soft, but She was angry.
For a while, the night is not deep when she is jealous, so it will be so cruel.
Suddenly, Yemo thought of another thing, and then he narrowed his eyes.
That woman, don't you know they haven't divorced yet? At present, they are still husband and wife in the registration of the Civil Affairs Bureau.
From meeting till now, ye Moshen always thought she knew, but didn't expect Judging from her performance today, she should not know about it.
Who's hiding her?
Han Muzi went in about half an hour later and came out. Several people outside had a very good attitude towards her.
"Miss Shelly, please come again."
"Miss Shelly, be safe on the way."
Han Muzi stepped on high-heeled shoes, almost a mouthful of old blood spit out.
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