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Chapter 158 Miss Qianjin Slapped Face (18)

Mu Sihan: "...?"

Mu Sihan smiled amusedly, then looked at Meng Qiaohe's cheek and said, "If Miss Tang wants to go to the traffic police team tomorrow, I'll just ignore it."

Hearing what Mu Sihan said, Meng Qiaohe looked in front of him, and it turned out that the seat belt was not fastened.

So, just now Mu Sihan approached her to help her fasten her seat belt.

Mu Sihan didn't have any bad thoughts about her, but she thought too much? !
Damn it, Meng Qiaohe suddenly felt like he was dying.

Her cheeks flushed slightly, and then her wrist moved, and Mu Sihan also let go of her wrist at this time.

Mu Sihan stepped back and said, "Security is fastened."

After Mu Sihan said this, he started the car, and the car drove a long way in no time.

Meng Qiaohe: "...?"

Meng Qiaohe pulled on his seat belt and quickly put it on.

Sure enough, the domineering president just couldn't afford to mess with him.

However, Mu Sihan's driving skills are quite good, and he drove very smoothly along the way. Meng Qiaohe's original stomach discomfort gradually became much better with the evening wind blowing over. She supported the car with one hand. Chin, looking at the night view outside the window, Rongcheng is a city built on the Yangtze River, and the way to her apartment is all in the form of the river, boats come and go on the river, the lights on the boat are colorful, and the reflection is printed on the water , shimmering, looking extraordinarily beautiful.

Meng Qiaohe smiled unconsciously as she looked at it. When she retracted her eyes, she saw Mu Sihan's profile reflected in the glass window.

Mu Sihan's eyes were staring straight ahead, and his nose was particularly straight from the side, as resolute as a knife.

Meng Qiaohe glanced at it, and then felt that her heart felt a little hot, and she suddenly had a heartbeat for a moment.

Meng Qiaohe felt that she was quite a patient person, but when she saw Mu Sihan, she suddenly had a feeling of being attracted to him.

Meng Qiaohe felt that he must have drunk too much.

She reminded herself that she was here to help Tang Jiwan change her life, and she should not be seduced by male sex. As she thought this way, the restlessness in her heart subsided a lot, and then she retracted her eyes.

When she retracted her eyes, she turned her head and it happened to be at the intersection of red street lights. Mu Sihan stopped the car and waited for the red light, and then looked back at her. It broke into her mind, and the restlessness that had been suppressed with difficulty resurfaced in her mind again.

Meng Qiaohe's cheeks were slightly red and hot, she turned her eyes away first, and in order to hide her embarrassment, she reached out and turned on the car stereo on her car.

The sound of music soon appeared in the car. At this moment, the green light came on again. Mu Sihan turned his head and started driving again. Only then did the atmosphere calm down again.

The two were silent for a while, and then Mu Sihan spoke. He looked ahead and said to Meng Qiaohe, "You also like Chopin's nocturnes?"

Meng Qiaohe was slightly taken aback, then nodded to Mu Sihan. "Um."

Hearing what Meng Qiaohe said, Mu Sihan twitched his mouth slightly, and then said, "Miss Tang, how many aspects of you do I not know?"

Meng Qiaohe: "...?"

Meng Qiaohe thought about Mu Sihan's words. What he meant was that a perverted person like her shouldn't like quiet music like Chopin's Nocturne in principle, right?

Meng Qiaohe frowned, and then said to Mu Sihan, "Mr. Mu, I've decided, let's cooperate."

Mu Sihan: "...?"

Mu Sihan: "You agreed?"

Meng Qiaohe nodded, "Mr. Mu is surprised?"

Mu Sihan smiled at this time, "An unexpected surprise."

Meng Qiaohe: "...?"

Play word games with her here.

Meng Qiaohe smiled and said nothing.

After driving for a while, the car arrived at the door of Tang Jiwan's apartment.

Meng Qiaohe got out of the car first, and Mu Sihan parked her car, then took the key and handed it to her.

Meng Qiaohe smiled at him and said, "Thank you, Mr. Mu."

When Mu Sihan heard Meng Qiaohe calling him Mr. Mu, he frowned slightly, and then said to Meng Qiaohe: "Since the two of us have cooperated, can the three conditions I mentioned be agreed?" gone?"

Meng Qiaohe: "...?"

Meng Qiaohe nodded, "Say it."

Mu Sihan's throat moved slightly at this time, and then he said to Meng Qiaohe: "Then I will make the first condition now, you don't call me Mr. Mu anymore, you can call me Mu Sihan, Sihan , or Brother Mu."

When Mu Sihan said this, he paused slightly, and then said to Meng Qiaohe: "But I don't like people calling me by my surname very much."

Meng Qiaohe: "...?"

So, he meant that she could only call him Si Han?
Meng Qiaohe immediately felt that Mu Sihan was really interesting.

Meng Qiaohe smiled, "It's fine, then I'll call you Sihan from now on."

Mu Sihan didn't expect Meng Qiaohe to be so straightforward, so he also smiled, "Okay, you can also put forward conditions, such as telling me not to call you Miss Tang again."

Meng Qiaohe: "...?"

Does this have to do with her playing house here?

Meng Qiaohe looked at Mu Sihan with some amusement: "So, what are you going to call me?"

Mu Sihan: "...?"

Mu Sihan smiled, "I don't like to call you like others, so I'll call you Wanwan."

Meng Qiaohe: "...?"

crooked?

Meng Qiaohe's eyes moved slightly, and then he laughed, "It's up to you."

It's all the same name anyway, he can call it whatever he wants.

At this time, Mu Sihan stretched out his hand to Meng Qiaohe, "Then Wanwan, I wish us a happy cooperation."

Meng Qiaohe: "...?"

Meng Qiaohe reached out and shook Mu Sihan's hand, and smiled, "It's a pleasant cooperation."

Mu Sihan never heard Meng Qiaohe call him Sihan.

Although he was somewhat disappointed in his heart, he took his time in everything.

The two shook hands, and then let go one after another.

Mu Sihan said to Meng Qiaohe at this time: "Tomorrow afternoon, we will meet at the auction in Wanwan."

Meng Qiaohe's eyes froze for a moment, then nodded, "Okay."

In the afternoon of the second day, there was a charity auction.

There were many reporters and media on site, and the scene was spectacular.

On the second floor of the auction, Mu Sihan was sitting on the seat, holding a goblet in his hand, and the red wine in it was rippling gently with the shaking of his fingers.

Qi Shangxuan clung to Mu Sihan's ear and said to Mu Sihan, "Mr. Mu, people from Gu's Enterprise and Qianyang Group are here."

Mu Sihan nodded slightly.

He glanced not far away again, when Meng Qiaohe happened to walk in from the door.

(End of this chapter)