Evil President 【End】

After a long time, there was a response from outside, "Yes."

Mu Xin breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled self-deprecatingly at the little red-faced woman in the mirror.

What's wrong with her?

Picking up the clothes she took out of the closet for the first time, she changed them casually, her long hair tied up in a neat ponytail.

Turning around and opening the door, she was stunned.

Zhuihun leaned against the wall opposite her room door, with his hands in his trouser pockets, looking at her gently with deep eyes.

It was as if he had already seen through her complicated thoughts, and gently embraced her bewildered face in his eyes.

At that moment, Mu Xin suddenly wanted to escape in embarrassment.

"You..." She said awkwardly, but she didn't know what to say.

Zhuihun smiled, and looked around her, "Very beautiful."

Mu Xin's face turned red, under his gaze, the strong fortress she had just built for herself collapsed in an instant.She thought she was hiding it well, but he had already seen those ridiculous little women's behaviors clearly.

She bit her lip, closed the door, turned and walked downstairs without saying a word.

Zhuihun followed her silently, and the atmosphere became a little strange, with some kind of undercurrent turbulent.

When they came to the living room, Mu Xin made him a cup of coffee, and then the two of them sat on the sofa, and the silence spread, turning into an impenetrable barrier, covering him and her.

Zhuihun raised his deep eyes and looked at her, "Recently, how are you doing?"

Mu Xin parted her lips, smiling peacefully, "It's okay."

Another moment of silence.

Zhuihun picked up the coffee, took a sip, raised his brows, "Have you added sugar?"

He only drinks coffee without sugar, Mu Xin knows that, every time she comes here, she will only make coffee for him without sugar.But today...

Mu Xin nodded, "Added."

Zhuihun put down his cup, pursed his lips, "It tastes good too." After a pause, "From now on, just add sugar for me."

Mu Xin raised her head and stared at him with waveless eyes, "Aren't you always sticking to principles? Why do you want to change your habits?"

Zhuihun lowered his eyes, closing the unknown.

Seeing that he was silent, Mu Xin's chest suddenly became very congested. Aggrieved, disappointed, unwilling, and angry all filled up the place at once. She wanted to vent, but couldn't find an outlet, so she could only bear it secretly.

She has been waiting for four years, but it doesn't mean she is used to waiting and likes to wait.It's just because this man has always refused to take a step forward, and will always be wandering in the world where he bound himself.

Don't you like it?

Don't like her?

Mu Xin stood up, walked to the wine cabinet, poured herself a glass of red wine, downed it in one gulp, and poured another glass.Zhuihun watched, frowned, but said nothing.

She walked over holding the goblet, sat beside him, raised her chin, looked at him with red eyes, "Hey, I'm going on a blind date."

Zhuihun's eyes dimmed, but his face remained calm, he smiled lightly, "I heard what Mu Xuan said."

Mu Xin narrowed her eyes, gritted her teeth, drank another whole glass of wine, then took a deep breath, looked back and said with a charming smile, "The other party's conditions are not bad, there are several companies, young and promising, the most important thing is... ..." She raised her eyes, stared at him closely, and said word by word, "He likes me very much."

Zhuihun listened quietly, then said suddenly, "Do you like him?"

"Hehe," Mu Xin laughed, her eyes became clearer, "Is this very important? As long as he likes me, loves me and takes care of me for the rest of his life, that's enough!"

Chasing Soul fell silent again.

Staring at him, Mu Xin's chest heaved violently, she got up suddenly, walked to the wine cabinet, and kept drinking one cup after another.Suddenly, the cup in her hand was held down, "Enough, stop drinking."

Mu Xin shook her head, the person in front of her eyes became blurred, she sneered, "Why do you care about me? Who are you to me?"

Pushing away his hand, she grabbed half a bottle of wine and was about to drink it.

"Mu Xin!" Zhui Hun frowned, stepped forward and snatched the bottle, and grabbed her wrist tightly, "You are tired, you should go back to your room to rest."

"I don't want it!" Mu Xin tried hard to shake off his hand, but she couldn't get rid of it no matter what. She was in a hurry, so she just waved her hand and punched her.

This punch hit Zhuihun's handsome face fiercely, and immediately, half of his cheek was numb and painful.

Mu Xin was stunned, "You...why don't you hide?"

Zhuihun stroked his sore cheek, turned his head, looked at her with gentle eyes, and smiled nonchalantly, "It's not a big deal, as long as you're in a better mood, it's fine for you to punch me a few more times. "

Mu Xin bit her lips tightly, stared at him, her eyes gradually filled with mist, she pushed him away suddenly, turned around and ran upstairs.

Zhuihun stood where he was, and smiled wryly.

He is not a piece of wood, so he can't fail to see her thoughts.

But, is he still qualified to love?

The man who once loved his own sister even used cruel means to tie her up and restrain her!Such a man, what qualifications do he have to love such a pure woman?

Does he deserve her beauty?

Mu Xin was lying on the bed, tears streaming down uncontrollably.

If you don't like her, why should you treat her so well?In his eyes, her self-indulgence is not enough?

She is weak on the outside, but extremely strong on the inside.Especially in these years, her father, Mu Deming, fell ill and was hospitalized due to a business blow. Only she and her younger brother supported the Mu family. To her, tears were a sign of cowardice.Therefore, she hated herself who could only vent with tears!

She secretly decided that after crying, she would completely forget about this man!

If you don't love me, please go away!

Maybe it was the alcohol, but she lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep with wet tears in her eyes.When I woke up, it was already early the next day.

Moving his stiff neck, stroking his sore forehead, he opened the door with dry mouth and was about to go downstairs to find water.

Walking into the dining room, she saw the breakfast on the table at a glance, with a note attached to it.She picked it up hesitantly, and saw a line of words on it:

After drinking so much wine last night, my stomach will feel uncomfortable. The breakfast on the table must be eaten!

--soul

Caressing his handwriting, Mu Xin slowly lowered her eyes.

Why make her waver every time she makes up her mind to stay away?