Ye Shao's second wife

Chapter 338 No image at all

In the end, Han Qing could only half-drag and half-carry Xiaoyan back to the room, and then went downstairs to find Han Muzi after she was dealt with.

Probably because she was tired, that's why Han Muzi didn't make any noise after getting drunk, and slept soundly on the sofa.

It's just that when Han Qing was about to walk over, she turned over suddenly, and she was about to fall from the sofa to the cold and hard floor. Han Qing stepped forward to help her faster, and then put her back on the original bit.

After all this tossing, Han Qing's forehead was sweating.

The originally calm man was actually a little embarrassed at this moment.

Han Qing stared at Han Muzi in his sleep, and shook his head helplessly: "You guys are really making trouble for me, am I the guest, or are you the guest?"

Forget it, it was his sister after all.

Han Qing was also a madman who spoiled his sister, and finally got up and carried Han Muzi back to the room.

After cleaning up everything, Han Qing went back to the room to wash up. When he entered the room, he found Xiaomi Dou lying on the bed hugging the pillow, looking at him with bright eyes.

"Uncle, thank you for your hard work~"

Han Qing, who was unbuttoning his shirt, felt like being teased for some reason, "Hurry up and go to bed."

He said something, Xiaomi Dou immediately turned over and covered the quilt: "Then uncle, good night, see you tomorrow~"

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The aftermath of a hangover is top-heavy. When Han Muzi woke up the next day, the sun was already high. She turned over and felt her head was terribly heavy. She glanced at the brightness of the room and got up again enduring the discomfort.

what time is it

Han Muzi reached out to take a look at the phone, and found that it was already ten o'clock in the morning, so she got up without panic and went to the bathroom to wash up.

When she finished dressing and went downstairs, she saw Han Qing sitting on the sofa with a notebook in his hands, talking about work, as if he was in a video conference.

Han Muzi didn't say hello to him, and went directly to the kitchen to pour himself a glass of boiled water.

When he came out, Han Qing had already interrupted the video, "Are you awake?"

"Brother, you don't have to go to work? Don't you go to the company?"

"I want to go, but how can you make me feel at ease? One or two drink so much."

Hearing this, Han Muzi couldn't help sticking out her tongue. She didn't want to drink so much at first yesterday, but afterward she actually... forgot.

She really doesn't remember what happened next, at this moment... she can only look at Han Qing and ask, "Brother, didn't I say anything nonsense last night?"

"What do you think?" Han Qing asked back.

Han Muzi smiled awkwardly: "How do I know this, if I know, I don't need to ask you."

"When you were abroad, did you often do this with her?"

Han Muzi was stunned for two seconds, then immediately reacted and shook her head: "Absolutely not, just occasionally..."

"Occasionally?" Han Qing raised his eyebrows, with a dangerous aura in his eyes.

"Not often..." Han Muzi quickly changed her words, but seeing Han Qing's serious face, she realized that this matter was not good, so she could only step forward and say: "Brother, she and I only occasionally work together when the job is good. It's just a drink, it's definitely not what you think, and it's not what it was last night."

Because it was more serious than he imagined, they didn't drink too much last night.

Well, so it can't be counted as the same.

Han Qing found that he was so angry that he lost his temper, and stretched out his hand to pinch his aching temple: "In short, you have to take care of yourself at all times, I will not restrain you from what you want to do, but if you indulge like this You yourself, if you don't care about your own body, don't worry about me finding someone to take care of you when the time comes."

The latter sentence made Han Muzi's face change slightly: "Find someone to take care of me? What do you mean?"

Han Qing stopped talking, and stared at her with thin lips pursed.

Han Muzi twitched her eyelashes, and pulled her lips awkwardly: "Brother, could it be what I thought?"

"Almost." Han Qing turned around and picked up the suit jacket on the side rack, put it on, and said sternly while buttoning it: "You are not too young, if you, as a mother, can't even take care of yourself If you don't, then I, as a brother... must find someone to take care of you."

"...Brother can only talk about me, why don't you look at yourself? I'm your sister, and no one cares about you as a brother."

She turned against the general, but Han Qing still didn't change his face, but his voice was a little colder.

"You also know that I am your brother."

Well, Han Muzi stopped talking.

He is an older brother and he is right. She, a younger sister, should learn the lesson.

"I still have to go back to Beicheng. When will you... go back to Han's house?"

"Can you..."

"No."

"Okay, I see. I have work over there in two days, and I'll be there then."

"Ah."

After getting a satisfactory answer, Han Qing left.

After he left, Han Muzi stood at the window and clutched her long hair tangled up. In fact, her brother said yes, but it was really good.It's just that he is still very strict in many cases, controlling her like a father.

She can make concessions on other things, but... She really can't make concessions on matters such as feelings.

Although he didn't allow himself to go on a blind date in the past five years, it was because of Xiaomi Dou's reasons and her state of mind.

But... what he said just now shows... that's what he had in mind.

And then she will be called on a blind date, it is probably only a matter of time.

You have to think about how to make Han Qing forget this question.

Just as she was thinking, footsteps came from behind, Xiaoyan rushed downstairs, looking at her nervously.

"Your brother is gone?"

Han Muzi turned her head, "Let's go, what's the matter?"

Xiaoyan clutched her chest, looking devastated: "It's really embarrassing. I was actually drunk last night. When I woke up this morning, I found that I couldn't remember what happened last night at all!"

"Ah?" Han Muzi walked forward with a look of indifference, and said indifferently: "What's the matter, I'm drunk too."

"Can I be like you?" Xiaoyan quickly caught up with her, and said sadly, "You are his sister, and I'm just your assistant!"

"So?" Han Muzi turned around, leaned against the table and looked at her leisurely with his arms folded in front of his chest.

Xiaoyan covered her cheeks, heartbroken: "How can a heartless woman like you understand my feelings? I'm not his sister, just an ordinary woman, and I got drunk in front of him, then I must be I have no image, and in your brother's heart from now on, I will be a very low-class woman!"

"If you are not popular, you are not popular. Don't you care? Could it be..." Han Muzi raised his eyebrows and looked at her teasingly.

Xiaoyan's face changed, and only then did she notice what she had exposed, and she came back to stare at Han Muzi.

"Do you like my brother?" Han Muzi leaned over and asked in a low voice.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Xiaoyan retreated three feet: "There is no such thing!"

(End of this chapter)