Mysterious president owes a lot

Apart from Mu Zechuan, there is probably no other person in this world who has so many things to do after eating an fried egg.

She didn't know which step she made a mistake, but she saw Mu Zechuan raised his eyebrows.

Not happy anymore.

"Isn't salt free?" He finally explained the reason for his displeasure.

Oh, it turned out that there was too much salt, but she didn't remember how much she put in, and she put it according to the measuring tool.

She looked up at Mu Zechuan, nitpicking.

Mu Zechuan put one hand on the dining table casually, tapping the table with his index finger and middle finger alternately, a cold light flashed in Yin Wu's eyes: "Come here."

He Jiayin had experience and knew that this was not a good omen, so she took a step back subconsciously.

Mu Zechuan raised both eyebrows: "Are you deaf or can't understand human speech?"

He got up, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her to him.

Where He Jiayin's hand was burned, a big blister formed, and Mu Zechuan saw it at a glance.

The corner of his mouth twitched: "Does it hurt?"

He Jiayin blinked in disbelief. Is this man caring about her?

She shook her head, obviously thinking too much.

Mu Zechuan said, "So it doesn't hurt." As he said that, he squeezed the blister hard.

The scalded place hurts even if you don't touch it, not to mention that he squeezed it so cruelly and inhumanly?

He Jiayin shook off Mu Zechuan's hand vigorously, and bent down covering her fingers in pain.

Bastard, what an inhuman bastard!

She raised her head, just about to stare at Mu Zechuan, but felt that her sight was blocked.

I reached out and wiped it, only to find that it was egg liquid.

It turned out that Mu Zechuan put the half-cooked fried egg on her head.

He raised Erlang's legs and leaned in the chair, waiting to see He Jiayin's reaction.

Cry, after suffering such a big grievance, Mu Zechuan couldn't believe that this woman didn't cry!

However, He Jiayin did not. Her shoulders trembled, and it took a long time before she raised her head. Although her face looked funny with egg liquid all over her face, her gaze was firmer: "Mu Zechuan, regarding the loan matter, what did you do last night?" You promised me, you have to say what you want..."

Loans, loans!If Mrs. He didn't rely on him, wouldn't this damned woman even care about him?

Mu Zechuan lifted the tablecloth and swept all the dishes on the table to the ground.Then he kicked away the chair beside him, turned and left the restaurant.

Butler Li sent Mu Zechuan to the car and returned to the restaurant. He Jiayin was still standing there blankly. Almost all the soup on the dining table had been spilled on her.

"Young Mistress, Master ordered you to clean up this place." Butler Li conveyed Mu Zechuan's words.

"Oh." He Jiayin squatted down and began to pick up the broken pieces of porcelain.

Seeing her resigned appearance, Steward Li couldn't bear it a little: "Young Mistress, your hand..."

"It's okay." There was no emotion in He Jiayin's voice.

Butler Li saw Jiayin laying on the ground tidying up, with mixed feelings in his heart.When He Jiayin married back then, she saw all the grievances He Jiayin had suffered, and thought, this Miss He, maybe she will cry and go home the next day!

Unexpectedly, she could persist in this family for a year!

He Jiayin's appearance, family background and education are extremely suitable for Mu Zechuan. If there is no such thing, the combination of these two people must be a fairy couple that everyone envies.But……

Butler Li shook his head, and finally couldn't help asking the question in his heart: "Young Mistress, why did you marry him?"