The blue-chip man loves the righteous woman: attacking the heart and capturing the love

Chapter 42

Confused, she followed him into the special elevator, and every time she faced Mu Yuanchen, she felt flustered, especially now that she was staying in this enclosed space and breathing the same air, she was really cramped.

"Did you find the money?"

"Ah?" She raised her head bluntly, unable to react.

"Are you so afraid of me?"

"No... no."

"Then why are you keeping your head down?"

"I am used to it……"

"Really?" Mu Yuanchen obviously didn't believe it, he suddenly leaned forward, trapped her in the corner of the elevator, and said with burning eyes, "Just look at me like this, hold on for a minute."

"What?"

She folded her arms vigilantly, as if he was going to eat her.

"Didn't you say you're not afraid of me? Then do as I say."

This was a blatant provocation, she gritted her teeth, raised her chin, and thought: "I'm here to help, I want to be upright!"

After persisting like this for a few seconds, Mu Yuanchen leaned forward again. The scent of gentleman's perfume mixed with the smell of tobacco made her face instantly blush up to the ears...

His breath came closer and closer, and she became dizzy for a while, and Shen Jiaman almost fell down.

"Persevere, must persevere."

She gritted her teeth and persisted, unwilling to admit defeat easily, but Mu Yuanchen's face gradually became clear.

What is he going to do... What is he going to do...

My heart was beating wildly like a deer, and I didn't dare to think about it anymore. I closed my eyes and put on an expression of death.

His breath swept across her face and fell on her ear: "You are so cute when you blush."

Swish, her legs softened, and she fell straight down. At the critical moment, Mu Yuanchen reached out to catch her. She was supposed to be paralyzed on the floor of the elevator. In this way, she was naturally surrounded by him in the arms.

There were countless bees buzzing above his head, Shen Jiaman's eyes went dark, the end of the world really came...

With a beep, the elevator door opened, and she jumped out hastily, panting heavily.

"What happened just now?"

Mu Yuanchen stared at her leisurely, with a smirk on his face.

"I'm a little hypoglycemic."

Poof...he couldn't help but laugh: "I thought you would say you have a fear of heights."

Afraid of heights?

When he said this, she remembered why the elevator hadn't stopped for a long time, and ran to the window to look out. She took a deep breath, and there was no bottom to look at, it was terrifying!

"How did you set up the office building so high? Where is this? Is it the sky?"

He walked to her side, looked forward unpredictablely, and said confidently: "Only by standing tall can you see far."

"But aren't you worried about earthquakes?" she teased.

"If there is an earthquake, what's the difference between the tenth floor and the 99th floor?"

"Then what's the difference between seeing far and seeing close?"

"The value of a person depends on his position. If he stands high, his goal will be high. If he stands low, his goal will be low. The bigger the goal, the bigger the heart."

Shen Jiaman couldn't hide her shock, she glanced at him admiringly, what an ambitious man he is...

Entering Mu Yuanchen's office, her first impression was luxury.

The brightly colored Persian carpet is moderately hard and soft, and there is no sound when you step on it. There are precious oil paintings hanging on the white walls, the European-style classic office desks and chairs are elegant and generous, and the white jasmine flowers in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows exude intoxicating fragrance.

"Please sit down."

Mu Yuanchen pointed to the large sofa.

Shen Jiaman sat down, and glanced at a magazine on the coffee table. The cover was a photo of Mu Yuanchen, but the date was not new, but August two years ago.

She looked at it for a few seconds, and said casually, "You were quite handsome when you were young."

Mu Yuanchen's charming eyes were full of disbelief. He sat next to her and said with a crooked eyebrow: "When I was young? Am I so old?"

"No, no, you look very young now."

"I was young." He paused: "Do you know how old I am?"

"do not know."

"Then do you know how lethal your words are?"

"I'm not very good at talking, don't mind..."

Shen Jiaman blinked her innocent eyes with a pitiful expression, but there was a sly gleam in her eyes.

"You're taking revenge on me."

"No." She quickly waved her hand: "Why should I take revenge on you?"

"Really not?"

Mu Yuanchen's face sank: "Close your eyes."

"What?"

"Usually, after a person tells a lie, he closes his eyes for a minute and then opens them again, and the lie will be self-defeating."

"It's too mysterious."

"Confused?"

"No, just close it."

She closed her eyes and reminded in real time: "Remember to check the time, I will open it after 1 minute."

"it is good."

1 minute is actually quite short, but if you are with Mu Yuanchen, it will seem longer.

"What do you want to prove that I am revenge on you?"

"Revenge was in the elevator just now..."

She blushed: "I was hypoglycemic, it has nothing to do with you."

"Really? Why do I feel that you will look nervous whenever I get close to you?"

"It's strange, I'm a girl, can I not be nervous if you are a man approaching me?!"

"Then what do you mean, you will be nervous when any man approaches you?"

"correct."

"Where's Gao Tezhu?"

Shen Jiaman's heart skipped a beat, do you want to tell the truth?Honestly not nervous at all...

"Nervous."

You can't tell the truth, otherwise it's slapping your own mouth.

"Do you think I can't see the twinkle in your eyes if you close your eyes?" Mu Yuanchen's voice suddenly approached: "You're guilty, aren't you?"

She was just about to deny it, but suddenly, someone gently kissed her forehead. The warm breath, with the force of a dragonfly touching water, was like a soldering iron, and it was burned on her heart. scalding hot...

Leisurely opened her eyes, she looked at the man in front of her in shock, without even asking a question.

Mu Yuanchen's expression was very calm, without a trace of guilt, as if he was kissing his own person.

(End of this chapter)