A moment later, Han Muzi turned around and coughed gently.
"Come in."
The night Mo deep follows behind her to enter the door, conveniently closes the door, Han Muzi walks toward the inside side way: "you change the shoes, I haven't fried vegetables, you change the shoes, go to the living room to wait for me."
With that, Han Muzi hid in the kitchen and closed the door with his backhand.
After she boiled the water, she stood there staring at the water.
She wanted to invite ye Moshen to come over for dinner, but later she regretted it, but unexpectedly let him see it.
The night is not deep, son of a bitch.
Han Muzi scolded him secretly in his heart, but thought that someone could accompany him to have dinner, her heart was still happy.
Halfway through the dinner, Yemo Shen suddenly pushed the door in.
Scared Han Muzi: "what are you doing in here?"
"What can I do for you?" Ye Moshen sat in the living room for a while, and felt that it was not good for him to stay in the living room all the time. It was not his intention to let his woman busy in the kitchen.
So he went straight into the kitchen.
"No Han Muzi answered and then said, "it will be soon. If you want to help, you can take out the bowl and chopsticks."
Don't nod at night to get chopsticks and bowls.
After going out and back, see Han Muzi put the dishes on the plate, and then help her to carry the dishes out.
After a while, there were more dishes on the table, and they sat down face to face.
It's not interesting to eat alone. I feel lonely. However, when ye Moshen sat opposite to eat, Han Muzi felt that it was not very interesting. She always felt that the atmosphere was very embarrassing. So she kept her head buried during the meal and tried not to look at Yemo Shen's eyes.
"Am I the devil?"
Unexpectedly, the night Mo Shen suddenly asked.
Han Muzi raised his head from the bowl and looked at him in dismay: "what?"
"Why don't you look up when you eat? Or do you think I'm in the way of your eyes? "
She did not have time to explain, the opposite night Mo Shen suddenly got up, directly around the table to sit beside her.
“……”
What is this? Han Muzi blinked and looked at him helplessly.
"So you can eat with your head up." Night Mo deep mention Ben, by the way, put vegetables into her bowl, tone doting: "thin into what you don't know?"
Han Muzi blinked again. Is she thin?
It seems not thin It's just no meat.
It was a very rough meal, but the food was delicious. Eat to the back gradually eat out the taste, Han Muzi is not so restrained.
After dinner, Han Muzi picked up the dishes and chopsticks, night Mo Shen received a phone call.
Then he frowned: "no time."
The man at the other end of the mobile phone seemed to be in a hurry to explain something to him. He frowned more and more tightly at night, and then he sneered: "then you can come to me when you have solved all the problems."
Then he hung up.
Han Muzi's movement on the hand slowed a few minutes, can't help but ask.
"Is it Xiao Su?"
"Well." Ye Mo Shen got up and went to her to help her.
"Is it about the company? Why don't you solve it first? I have nothing to do here, and I don't need your help. "
Can he help himself with the dishes?
How could the president of Yeshi group, the son of heaven in the business world, do dry cleaning dishes? Don't smash all her bowls.
"Go ahead." Han Muzi pushed him, "go early and return early."
Hearing this sentence, Mo Shen's heart was smothered and could not help but clasp her wrist: "do you feel that We are very much like... "
"You go."
Han Muzi abruptly interrupts what he wants to say behind him, then takes his hand and walks outside, pushing him directly to the door, opening the door and pushing him out.
Then, without giving him any chance to react, he slammed the door and shut him out.
Night Mo Shen's nose was almost hit by the door, but he was not angry at the moment, on the contrary, there was a sweet feeling in his heart. After a while, he reached out to touch his nose, and the radian of the corner of his lips widened.
Well, there's a long way to go. Anyway, she can't escape.
Now, let her escape again.
*
when Han Muzi finished cleaning up and went upstairs to change her pajamas, she suddenly thought of what happened in the company during the day.
She thought for a moment, took out her mobile phone and opened the album.
She specially left manager Yi's contact information. It was less than ten o'clock at this time, and she didn't know whether he had a rest.
Think about it, Han Muzi or sent a message in the past.
Originally it was just a simple message, but manager Yi called her personally after seeing it.Han Muzi answered the phone and was surprised: "hello? Manager Yi. "
"Miss Han, I see the message you sent me. You want the contact information of our president, right?"
She originally sent a message just to try her luck, because it was impolite to call people in the evening, so she sent a short message, but Han Muzi didn't expect that the other party could really see it, and he called her directly.
So Han Muzi was a little embarrassed and coughed lightly.
"I'm sorry to disturb you at such a late hour. I haven't had a rest yet?"
"Ha ha, it's a little late to have a party tonight. As soon as I got on the bus, I saw Miss Han's message. I think Miss Han means to communicate with our president in person? "
In the latter sentence, his tone was a little cautious, as if he were trying, but not sure, as if afraid of offending her.
Before small Yan said that he thought he had special respect for himself. At that time, Han Muzi didn't think there was anything. He thought it was the other side who cherished talent.
Now I want to come here for a reason.
She thought for a moment, and thought it would be better to go straight ahead.
"Yes, I want to talk to him in person about the details of the contract, so..."
"No problem." Manager Yi quickly agreed, "I'll send the mobile phone number of our president to your mobile phone. Miss Han, please wait a moment."
Then he hung up the phone.
Han Muzi held the mobile phone and said
Is it really waiting for her here?
What on earth do you want to do?
Within a moment, the night Lenghan's mobile phone number was sent to her mobile phone, she looked at the string of numbers, and stretched out her hand to wring her aching eyebrows.
Now it's so late, should she call ye Linhan?
Can I ask you directly?
Can someone be asleep? Probably is the hand does not listen to command, Han Muzi is still hesitating, the telephone has dialed out.
Dudu -
there is a sound of connecting the phone from the mobile phone. After waiting for about a while, the other party answers.
"Hello?"
A gentle voice came from the mobile phone, although after a long time, this voice is very familiar to Han Muzi.
After all, this man was the one who had protected her life and death.
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