After kicking out my ex-husband, his brother and I got back together.

Chapter 717 Angry

"How could that happen?" Yang Chule poured a cup of coffee angrily, "When I was in school, I saw not only a hundred but also dozens of people chasing Mu Ran."

"Zhou Qiong looks like that, and he is interested in Mu Ran at first glance."

"The most annoying thing is that I reminded her with good intentions, but she actually suspected that I wasn't straight!"

Yang Jingyi suppressed a smile, stepped on her feet and patted Yang Chule's shoulder, comforting: "Okay, there is no need to be angry about this kind of thing. As time goes by, the misunderstanding will naturally be resolved."

"However, I didn't expect Mu Ran to be so fond of my older sister."

Yang Jingyi said the last sentence in a low voice, but Yang Chule didn't hear it clearly.

Just as he was about to confirm with her, his cell phone rang. It was Ma Jiajia who wanted to see him for something.

Yang Chule quickly crushed the paper cup and threw it into the trash can, then made a "go" gesture to Yang Jingyi.

Yang Jingyi waved her hand and motioned for him to go quickly.

The tea room became quiet again, and Yang Jingyi casually leaned on the kitchen counter and waited for the water to heat up.

The "buzzing" sound of the water dispenser running was particularly clear in the air. Yang Jingyi counted the time and pressed the water button the moment the water boiled.

But for some reason, when the water came out, the water column suddenly grew out of control and the scalding hot water splashed out.

"careful!"

Yang Jingyi was thinking about something, but she couldn't dodge and was burned. The pain made her gasp.

Song Muran walked up to her quickly and looked at the back of her hand that immediately became red and swollen, feeling heartbroken.

"Run the cold water first."

He immediately pulled Yang Jingyi to the pool and turned on the cold water to cool down Yang Jingyi.

"I'll go to the administration office later and ask if there is any ointment."

"If it's serious, we'll go directly to the hospital."

The cold water alleviated the burning sensation on the back of her hand, and Yang Jingyi looked at Song Muran who was holding her hand.

He was so tall that he had to keep a slightly bent posture to ensure that his head did not hit the cabinet above.

Because of this, the distance between the two was extremely close, and Yang Jingyi could clearly feel Song Muran's breathing.

"when did you come?"

Although she was thinking about something just now, she was not completely distracted.

After Yang Chule left, she didn't hear any footsteps, which meant that Song Muran might have been standing outside for a while.

What's more, Song Muran probably heard the conversation between himself and Yang Chule.

Song Muran pursed her thin lips and replied in a low voice: "When you asked Chu Le and Zhou Qiong if they liked me, it was a misunderstanding."

Yang Jingyi raised her eyebrows silently, thinking to herself that it was true.

Seeing that it was almost done, Song Muran turned off the water, turned around and went to the refrigerator to dig out some ice cream, wrapped it in a clean wet towel and used it as a cold compress bag for Yang Jingyi.

"Legends of Time" is treated well.

Not only do we provide free lunch for employees, but we also have a variety of snacks in the tea room.

Ensure that employees have a relaxed office environment to the greatest extent.

But Yang Jingyi didn't expect that the company's benefits would one day be used on her in this way.

Song Muran frowned: "How do you feel? Is it still painful?"

Yang Jingyi came back to her senses, smiled and replied: "I don't feel anything anymore. You don't have to be so nervous. I'm not that squeamish."

I think back when she first started her business in Paris, in order to save money, she even made the tables and chairs in the studio by herself.

Injuries from nails and awls were commonplace.

Song Muran pursed her thin lips tightly, looked at her angrily, and said nothing.

Yang Jingyi was puzzled by his glare, but she found his angry look amusing and couldn't help but want to tease him.

Yang Jingyi felt that she might have some S attributes. Otherwise, why would she always want to bully Song Muran.

"Why are you keeping such a straight face?" Yang Jingyi smiled and bumped Song Muran's shoulder, teasing, "You have a suitor in the company so quickly, shouldn't boys of your age be proud?"

She remembered that when she was studying in Paris, the male classmates around her would be so jealous that the whole school would know if they had a suitor.

Although Chinese people are more reserved, she thinks they are pretty much the same.

Otherwise, why would Song Muran look so aggrieved and disappointed when she heard that it would not be made public for the time being.

As soon as Yang Jingyi finished speaking, she felt her hand being pressed hard.

Song Muran's attack wasn't too heavy, but it was just enough to make the wounds on her hands hurt, making her eyelids twitch.

"Pain Pain!"

"Song Muran, what are you doing? Do you want to murder your boss?"

Song Muran let go of her hand and replied quietly: "I don't think the boss has the right to interfere with my personal affairs."

Yang Jingyi blinked and asked in surprise: "Are you angry?"

Song Muran didn't answer, but turned around to clean up the mess on the cooking table.

Just now, he was too anxious and turned the water in the pool too high, causing a lot of water to splash on the table.

Yang Jingyi looked at his back cleaning the pool and became more and more sure of her conjecture.

But what she said was wrong, which made this kid suddenly feel so angry.

Yang Jingyi looked back at the direction of the corridor outside the door to confirm that no one was passing by at this time, then she gently approached Song Muran from behind, stepped up and put her chin on his shoulder.

"Don't be angry. Sister, can I apologize to you?"

Song Muran's movements on his hands paused, and a faint blush quickly spread up from his slender neck. In the blink of an eye, a large area of ​​red appeared behind his ears.

"Do you know why I'm angry?"

Yang Jingyi choked and wanted to retreat with a guilty conscience.

But just as he was about to make a move, Song Muran turned around and held his waist.

Then he felt his feet empty and sat down on the cooking table.

Yang Jingyi was startled and quickly held Song Muran's shoulders to maintain balance.

She calmed down and said, "You are crazy, let me down quickly."

Song Muran remained motionless, as if she wanted to know an answer.

Normally Yang Jingyi would always look up at Song Muran, but now she was carried and sat on the cooking table, and she could finally look at Song Muran's level.

This is a very ambiguous and novel experience.

They are obviously people we meet every day, but because of the angle, they feel a little strange.

Yang Jingyi coughed lightly and compromised: "Okay, I don't know why you are angry. Song Muran, can we discuss private matters after we go home?"

"We agreed that we want to have sex..."

"Public and private matters should be distinguished." Song Muran took her words angrily, "I remember, but I didn't agree."

Yang Jingyi was stunned for a moment and tried to recall, but Song Muran didn't give her this chance.

The lower jaw was lifted, and the warm breath came closer instantly.

Just when Yang Jingyi thought Song Mulan was about to kiss her, Song Mulan suddenly stopped.

"Want to know why I'm angry?"

Song Muran's voice softened, and even contained a hint of grievance.

"You are my girlfriend, but when you hear that someone else likes me, you are not jealous or jealous, and you still watch from the other side."

"Sister, do you really like me?"