Ye Shao's second wife

Chapter 677 Stupid?

A meeting lasted for a long time. When the meeting ended, everyone packed their things and prepared to leave the meeting room.

Xiao Su endured it for several hours, looking at Ye Moshen's stern profile several times, he almost couldn't help but want to lean into his ear and tell him, Young Mistress is here, and he is waiting for Young Master Ye in the office.

But when he thought of Han Muzi telling him not to tell Young Master Ye that she was coming, Xiao Su resisted the urge again.

So as soon as the meeting was over, Xiao Su stepped forward and leaned closer to Ye Moshen's side and said in a low voice.

"Master Ye."

Ye Moshen's eyes were still on the document, and his thin lips moved: "Say."

"Young Mistress..."

Just after saying these three words, Ye Moshen's fingertips paused, and he raised his head to look at him.

Xiao Su was taken aback by this sharp gaze, and took a step back unconsciously, "Ye, Young Master Ye..."

"What do you want to say?"

Ye Mo looked at him deeply, he clearly heard Xiao Su say young mistress just now.

He didn't think he had heard it wrong.

"...Ye Shao, I just want to say that the young mistress is here and is waiting for you in the office."

As soon as the words fell, Ye Moshen in front of him got up directly, left his things behind, and walked directly to the outside of the meeting room.

I'll go, no wonder Young Mistress won't let him say, Young Master Ye's appearance is so crazy!
Xiao Su quickly chased after him: "Young Master Ye, Young Master Ye."

Ye Moshen stopped impatiently, "Is there anything else?"

"Young Master Ye, I just want to tell you that the young mistress came a few hours ago, but she told me not to tell you and let you have a good meeting."

At first, Ye Moshen couldn't help frowning, but soon his brows gradually relaxed, as if thinking of something, the tip of his tongue was pressed against the root of his teeth, his eyes darkened a little.

"I see, clean up here."

After speaking, Ye Moshen left the conference room.

Xiao Su resigned himself to cleaning up, who made him Ye Moshen's assistant?

Ye Moshen walked back to the office without stopping, but when he opened the door, he found that it was empty inside. Where was Han Muzi?

He searched around and found that the door of the lounge was half closed.

So he walked over, and when he reached the door of the lounge, Ye Moshen subconsciously slowed down his steps.

After pushing open the door of the lounge, I saw the figure that I was thinking of.

Han Muzi was lying on the bed in the lounge, her hair was a little disheveled probably because of sleeping, her face was facing the sky, and the quilt was only half covered.

Ye Mo looked deeply for a while, then walked over with light steps, bent down and covered her with the quilt.

After covering the quilt, Ye Moshen couldn't stand up straight anymore. He stared at the woman with a quiet and beautiful sleeping face seriously, recalling what Xiao Su had said to him earlier, he couldn't help stretching out his hand and rubbing it lightly. Her cheeks moved extremely softly.

"Stupid woman, do I need you to think for me? Just tell me when you come here. Are you stupid to lie here alone for so long?"

Ye Moshen naturally knew that these words were talking to himself. After all, Han Muzi was asleep now, so he must not be able to hear his words.

But who knew that in the next second, Han Muzi, who was originally calm, suddenly changed. Her expression seemed to be a little painful, and her delicate brows were tightly frowned.

Ye Moshen realized that something was wrong, and took a closer look, only to find that her fair forehead was covered with cold sweat.

what happened?
Ye Moshen called her name subconsciously, "Mu Zi?"

However, Han Muzi didn't hear his breathing, and his breathing became more and more rapid, as if he was having a nightmare.

Ye Mo looked at her like this, a big man was so anxious that he was at a loss, he had nowhere to rest his hands, and he didn't dare to wake her up abruptly, so he could only keep calling her name softly.

I don't know how many times Ye Moshen called, Han Muzi suddenly opened his eyes, and when he saw the handsome face close at hand, he screamed in fright.

"Don't be afraid!"

Ye Moshen quickly put his arms around her shoulders, and whispered, "It's me, it's me."

Han Muzi: "..."

The familiar low-pitched voice sounded in her ears, as if coaxing her, Han Muzi froze for a while in shock, the horrible images just now were still in his mind.

Her heart was beating fast, her breathing was erratic, and to make matters worse, her eyelids were twitching violently.

There is always a sense of foreboding.

Could it be because of the curses that Meng Xueyou told her before?

"what happened?"

Seeing her calm down, Ye Mo reached out his hand to wipe the cold sweat off her forehead distressedly. Seeing that even the tip of her nose was covered in cold sweat, he simply lowered his head and covered it with his thin lips.

Han Muzi came back to her senses and subconsciously avoided his thin lips.

It's fine to catch her tears, but now he wants to come and suck her cold sweat, she can't accept it in her heart.

While Han Muzi was hiding, Ye Moshen simply held the back of her head with one hand and held her soft cheek with the other, preventing her from escaping half an inch.

"Don't..." Han Muzi couldn't avoid it, so he could only try to stop him with words.

In the end, Ye Moshen acted as if he hadn't heard it, and sucked away her cold sweat bit by bit, the expression in his black eyes gradually darkened, and when he retreated, seeing Han Muzi's self-disgusting expression, he couldn't bear it. I couldn't help laughing low.

"What are you hiding from? I don't despise you."

Han Muzi bit her lower lip, "I despise myself."

"Did you have a nightmare?" Ye Moshen asked, leaning his forehead against her.

Mentioning this nightmare, Han Muzi had a feeling of lingering fear, so she nodded, and then suddenly reached out and hugged Ye Moshen's thin waist.

"The dream is a bit scary, and I... can't take it easy, let me rely on you." She threw her head into Ye Moshen's arms and said sullenly.

Ye Moshen hugged her shoulders, and said in a low voice, "Okay, lean on as long as you want."

Then she lowered her head, her thin lips were printed on the top of her hair, "What did you dream about? Tell me?"

The person in his arms shook his head, but didn't say a word, obviously he didn't want to recall any more.

"If you don't want to say it, then don't think about it. After sleeping all morning, are you hungry? Take a moment, let me take you to lunch?"

Han Muzi nestled in his arms, always feeling a little sleepy. When she just woke up, her eyelids twitched violently, but now...it's much better.

"I'm a little sleepy, I don't really want to eat."

After saying this, Han Muzi suddenly felt that she was too hypocritical. Why did she feel like she was acting like a baby to Ye Moshen?She is such a big person, she has become a mother, and she actually...

Thinking of this, Han Muzi felt a little embarrassed, and really wanted to pretend that she hadn't said anything just now.

"I can't eat, what should I do if I'm hungry? Meals still have to be on time. If you don't want to go out, let's order?"

With that said, Ye Moshen took out his mobile phone and prepared to order food.

"See what you want to eat?"

After opening the order page, he put the phone in front of Han Muzi.

(End of this chapter)