overbearing

Chapter 88 A Prophecy

Qin Muyu's casual answer didn't have any other meaning, and he didn't show off his city, nor did he show off his hard work.

The eight characters are direct and fiery.

Absolutely pure relationships are rare in the entertainment industry. Yang Yuran always thinks about the deep meaning of each person's words when facing the brand side, advertising side, and even colleagues in the company.It is impossible to think less, and it may be a thousand miles away, and some information or opportunities will be missed.

The reason why she doesn't like to go back to the old house is precisely because she needs to do the same with Yang's father and Bai Yan's mother and daughter, and sometimes it is even more tiring than going to work.The brain must always turn fast enough to hope to escape their vicious traps or turn against the general.

Beside Qin Muyu and Zhou Yuanyuan, she seemed to only need to be herself, even if her thoughts were lost, the other party could still give her a hand.

Staring fixedly at Qin Muyu's profound facial features, she felt that what she was drinking was not tea but wine.Indulging in the layers of care given by her good brother, she couldn't extricate herself.

"Can I call you brother too?"

A strong desire rushed out of his lips.

She was looking forward to it, but saw the smile disappearing from the corner of Qin Muyu's mouth, and a thin layer of ice seemed to slowly form on his handsome face.

"No."

He refused without any hesitation, and was extremely firm.

The huge sense of loss was like a downpour without warning, and Yang Yuran had nowhere to escape.She really wanted to be chic, and replied with 'OK' or 'It doesn't matter', but the simple two words turned into an invisible meat grinder, grinding all her strengths to pieces.

Her slightly half-parted lips were pursed into a straight line, trying to suppress the idea of ​​asking the specific reason.

It's embarrassing enough already, it would be impolite to ask further questions, save some dignity for yourself to exit.

Take a deep breath and another deep breath, repeat it five times, and say in a normal voice: "Well, I see, I'm going to sleep."

"slowly."

Softly calling for her to stop, for some reason, Qin Muyu's voice sounded more heartbroken than hers.

"Well, I'm here."

The heavy grievance gained self-awareness, controlling her small mouth to pout involuntarily.

"We are in a couple relationship, it is not appropriate to call brother and sister."

The reason Qin Muyu gave was a bit strange, but at least it made Yang Yuran feel much better.

"Okay, when the matter of He Ningyue is over, I will recognize my brother again. Good night~"

Happily returning to her charming little face, Yang Yuran ran upstairs to the bedroom with a jump.

The person who regained his good mood never saw that Qin Muyu crushed the tea cup in his hand the moment she closed the door.

Blood dripped onto the ground, staining the broken pieces red.

After taking a shower, Yang Yuran lay on the bed and checked Weibo and Moments, looking for valuable little information points.

I flipped through it twice and got two extreme states. Either I laughed non-stop, or I followed the publisher to complain about bad things, and the information points were fruitless.

After her hair dried naturally, she waded into the soft quilt, closed her eyes, and fell asleep.

Before falling asleep, the last waking thought did something important, and caught the strangeness in Qin Muyu's words.

He said: 'We are in a relationship'.

This person is too careless, he missed a word of acting.

Meimei slept for eight hours and opened her eyes for breakfast at seven.

With Qin Muyu around, she can sleep for half an hour longer, wash up and eat breakfast immediately after getting up.

Picking up the cod sandwich and biting it, he saw that the palm and index finger of Qin Muyu's right hand were covered with bandages.

Yang Yuran put down the sandwich, grabbed Qin Muyu's wrist, and asked eagerly, "How did you do it?"

"Before you came back last night, I accidentally broke your tea cup when I was making tea. You tell me the brand, and I'll ask someone to replace it for you."

Qin Muyu tried to pull his hand back lightly.

Yang Yuran let Fang Gu dominate, avoiding the opponent's three wounds, and tightened his grip on his wrist to prevent him from moving.

"No need to fix it, I wanted to change the teacup set a long time ago. When I find a style that suits my eyes, I will update the whole set. The back of your hand that Xiao Hua scratched last time was not thorough enough, it is a bit festered, and you have a new injury. You shouldn't touch the water all day long."

Little guilt and complaints surfaced, it seemed that Qin Muyu touched the water only to cook and wash dishes for the gluttonous her.

The extent of one's responsibility will result in the extent of one's ability. Driven by conscience, Yang Yuran took the initiative to undertake housework.

"Starting today, it will last seven days from Monday to Sunday. Chef Yang and I will cook dinner and clean up."

Before the other party refused to leave, she added a threat: "You let me do it, I will go back to the apartment on time, if you don't let me do it, I will go back to the old house or find Yuanyuan to play."

Qin Muyu responded with an extremely helpless 'Yes', and agreed: "I will try Ran Ran's craft in the next week."

"OK, I'm sure you're satisfied. When you go to work and pass through the community clinic, you go and re-bandage your hands and get a tetanus shot. Don't take it lightly."

Yang Yuran ordered her boss seriously, and Qin Muyu replied with the word "OK" brimming with little happiness.

She stuffed half of the sandwich into her mouth, put away her bowl and chopsticks, and firmly guarded it between the cities she had drawn with her arms, preventing Qin Muyu from taking it away.

Occasionally lift the chin of the other party to signal: You can eat yours with peace of mind, and I will wash after eating.

What he said, Yang Yuran defended his duty to the death, waiting for Qin Muyu to finish his meal and fulfill his promise.

During the dishwashing process, Xiao Hua jumped onto the table to act as a supervisor.

Yang Yuran dipped his hand in some water, bounced it onto the little flower's head, and said to scare it, "It's your fault. I'll catch people and cut off your nails later, and send you back to the parking lot."

Xiao Hua shook her head, raised her tail when she heard the word parking lot, and rubbed her arm back and forth with her body.

Nai Meng Nai Meng's coquettish behavior almost melted Yang Yuran's heart, and immediately softened her fierce tone, and coaxed: "Okay, I won't send you away, just stay at home and watch the house obediently."

Xiaohua stopped rubbing, meowed twice, jumped off the sink, walked slowly back to the cat's nest, and lay there motionless.

Yang Yuran doesn't understand meow language, but she can see the word 'preoccupied' just by Xiaohua's actions.

I am very puzzled, which sentence did not mention the cat owner's apex?
Wipe off the oil stains hanging on the wall, and put all the dishes and chopsticks into the sterilized dishwasher.The machine can simply wash ordinary bowls, but bowls with large pieces of oil or dairy products need to be treated again.

He took off his gloves, put on hand cream, ran to Qin Muyu, and went to the company with him.

"I'll drive."

Yang Yuran took the initiative to stand in front of the 911 driver's seat.

Qin Muyu raised his hand to rua her long fluffy hair, and said with a wry smile: "Ran Ran will make me look useless."

"Oh, ok, I'll take the car honestly. Yuanyuan can drive with one hand, and her brother must also."

Yang Yuran used rainbow farts to resolve each other's embarrassment, and slipped back to his own place.

As she guessed, Zhou Yuanyuan's hard practice of driving with one hand three years ago was related to Qin Muyu.Qin Muyu lived up to Yang Yuran's expectations and showed her his left hand to steer the steering wheel steadily.

"If you keep Fan Sirui in a disappearing state, Mulan will definitely coax him today and tomorrow, and nine out of ten will take the initiative to interact with Weibo."

The boss came up with a clever plan, Yang Yuran nodded obediently, and waited for the boss to point out in detail.

I waited stupidly until 911 drove into the company's underground parking lot, but the big boss said follow-up arrangements, no more patience, she asked softly: "After finishing, let Fan Sirui take a screenshot of her flattering interaction and send it to Luo Jing, so as to completely shake Ys' side An undisclosed choice?"

"There's no need to do anything extra, Ys will arrange for someone to keep an eye on Mulan's condition. Fan Sirui is a man, so it's best not to make any more petty complaints."

Qin Muyu got out of the car, opened the storage box, took out the cat food, and poured it into a clean iron bowl.

Yang Yuran made an 'hmm' sound, stopped humbly asking for advice, and pondered the mystery of Qin Muyu's layout by himself.If she wants to be a successful agent, she can't rely on others blindly, especially if this person is the vice president of her company.

I often heard Qin Muyu talk about the keyword of character design, and thought about it in combination with Fan Sirui's character design.

Fan Sirui, as the old aristocrat Haiwang, it is a routine operation to be merciful, and secondly, he should be generous.With its own superior conditions, Neptune can attract fans to glance at him at any time.

Qin Muyu decided that the result would be to maximize the popularity, and Mulanyi just scolded Ys in private, and it didn't make too much noise.As long as Mulan Yi's agency comes to rescue in time, Ys will most likely ask Mulan Yi to apologize to Luo Jing and the female president, and let the matter be at peace.

If Luo Jingruo insisted on this point and asked to change the spokesperson, she was somewhat cautious.

Based on Fan Sirui's and Mulan's character traits and the direction of the matter, Yang Yuran made a ridiculous guess, unless Mulan continued to be stupid for a while, so stupid that Ys couldn't trust her.

Wait, just now Qin Muyu said that Mulan would take the initiative to show her favor to Fan Sirui in a while.According to the regular trend she just deduced, Mulanyi didn't need to take the initiative to show favor to Fan Sirui, the first thing to do was to coax the brand.

Qin Muyu must have planted some important secrets. He is playing against the enemy, and he is going to let Mulanyi be his first batch of cannon fodder.

So outrageous, so exaggerated!
Yang Yuran faintly couldn't believe it.

Let's make a decision based on the actual situation, and shake your head to dispel some wild ideas.

Follow Qin Muyu and accompany him to return the iron bowl full of cat food to its old place.

Perhaps because of Qin Muyu's presence, he yelled 'Big Orange', and the yellow cat took the lead and got out from under the car.The remaining five kittens Sa Huan ran to their feet, scrambling to be the first to arch Qin Muyu's trouser legs with their heads. None of the cats went to eat first, as if expressing their gratitude and love in their way.

"The cats are making progress, see me and stop running."

Yang Yuran bent down and touched a few kittens' heads secretly.

"You smell of little flowers, and they count you among trustworthy companions."

Qin Muyu picked up the kittens rolling on his shoes one by one, and put them in front of the rice bowl.

Yang Yuran was very proud to be recognized by the cats.Boldly, she touched the kittens close to her one by one, and did not encounter a kitten dodging, and the cats let out happy meows.

Meow meow, one after another.

The cry brought out another memory of Yang Yuran. The little flower at home would only cry twice when Qin Muyu called it or Yang Yuran talked about it, and slept in the nest most of the time.

It seems that the kittens living in captivity are not happy, far less carefree than the cats here.

But she had heard from Qin Muyu that stray cats would be particularly hard to bear in winter, most of them would freeze to death and starve to death.

Out of empathy, she should release Xiao Hua, but out of humanitarianism, she can't.

After struggling for a moment, I came up with a way to get the best of both worlds: "Adopt them all."

Qin Muyu was squatting on the ground to feed the cat with cat sticks, when he heard this, his hands stopped squeezing, and the two long eyelashes that made women jealous suddenly trembled.

He looked up at Yang Yuran, and asked in surprise, "Ran Ran, what did you say?"

"I said, adopt them all."

Yang Yuran seriously reiterated his decision: "My apartment is a bit small, how about this, you take the weaker cats back to my apartment, and leave two or three to continue to be free-range in the parking lot. When the weather is cold, let's build a row for them A cat litter with strong thermal insulation. If the property management disagrees, they will all be raised in the garden of Fan Sirui's or Yuanyuan's house."

"You don't think they are troublesome?" Qin Muyu's voice was a little hoarse.

Yang Yuran shook her head and expressed her true thoughts: "The little animal is so cute. If you treat it well, it will treat you well. It's much easier than getting along with people."

Qin Muyu's pupils contracted quickly, and the familiar words reappeared in his mind, but the speaker turned into a six-year-old girl less than one meter tall.

'Little brother, you look like a stray cat I picked up.I don't think you are dirty, your leg is bleeding, go to my house and bandage it.I raise a stray cat that is much cuter than a human being. If I treat it well, it treats me well. '

"Ran Ran, do you remember anything?"

He looked forward to it and was afraid.

"What?" Yang Yuran tilted her head slightly in wonder, did she forget anything?

Qin Muyu closed his eyes heavily, and when he opened them, all the complicated emotions were put away again.

He stood up, patted the dirt on his pants, took Yang Yuran's hand and walked towards the elevator entrance.

"You don't agree with me saving them?"

Qin Muyu walked very fast, Yang Yuran had to trot to keep up with his striding meteor.

"Adoptable."

The blunt four-character answer was full of indifference, which made Yang Yuran extremely at a loss, and she responded weakly, "Oh".

Could it be that her kindness and abruptness of asserting her own opinion caught the other party?

The whole morning, she was thinking about this problem after work. Xiao Hua's master was just like Xiao Hua, Yang Yuran couldn't figure it out.

At noon, Weibo exploded.

As soon as Mulan confessed to Fan Sirui, that's right, she used her Weibo account @范斯瑞, wrote thousands of affectionate words, and attached the bag that Fan Sirui gave her.

Qin Muyu's words became a prophecy, and Mulanyi and Fan Sirui's licking dog identities were transferred, and the transfer was completed in an exaggerated form.

Fan Sirui pretended to be chasing Mulan Yi, and no more than five people knew about it, while Mulan Yi was telling the world.

Fan Sirui's fans [Little Wisdom] couldn't face it calmly, and frantically asked in hundreds of groups: [Is it an official announcement? 】

[Oh my god, my FF won't fall in love, right? 】

[I said that I have a low opinion of Mulan Yi, she is easy to pretend, but if my destiny is determined, I will try to accept it. 】

[Shake hands upstairs, good sister, agree with +1]

[Crying and crying, I have never seen Mulan's eyes on Weibo, she seems to have had many love stories before.Even if she made it clear in her confession that she only likes my Fan Fan in the future, I don't worry if she is a fan of her mother. 】

[Jimeis, don't worry, let's squat quietly and wait for Fan Fan's official reply here. @团主姐姐, please implement it as soon as possible, thank you for your hard work, sister. 】

[Yes, unofficial authorization is not accepted, we must keep calm and help Fanfan hold the last line of defense. 】

(End of this chapter)