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See Mu son Chuan don't speak, a pair of wait for oneself to say to go on of appearance, Xiao Xiang Dun continued to say.

"I know everything you do is for me, but I said that now I'm just friends with you. I really don't want you to give me too much."

"You are so kind to me, I will feel that I owe you. I know you are also kind, but..."

"I don't know how to say it. If you treat me so well, I will feel pressure."

Knowing that he understood what he meant, Xiao Xiang didn't go on.

Muzichuan didn't speak. He just got up slowly from his office chair, and then walked to the sofa.

Light swept Xiao Xiang one eye, motioned her to come over, he just sat down in the sofa, made tea for two people.

Xiao Xiang hesitated for a while, then slowly came to the opposite and sat down.

Seeing that he did not speak and continued to make tea, Xiao Xiang was about to say something. Mu Zichuan's indifferent voice had already sounded.

"It's time to remit money from Lu's side. You'll come and have a look with your friends in the afternoon. If there's no problem, you can remit the money directly to the bank."

Although he was stunned by his sudden words, Xiao Xiang nodded with approval after reacting.

"OK, I'll go to the construction site with Nana this afternoon."

"If you really don't want to sign up for the driving test, I'll send a driver to see you off. At least it won't be so troublesome to go out."

"I can take the bus myself."

"I'm not sure."

"But..."

Xiao Xiang also wanted to say that she was afraid of troubling others, but after thinking about it, if she wanted to choose between giving her a car directly and letting a driver pick her up, she would still choose the latter.

What's more, muzichuan is right. In retrospect, they either pick themselves up or trouble Yina.

However, sometimes Yina will be busy with her own affairs. She can't let others pick her up all the time.

Sometimes some words become affectable, so Xiao Xiang does not want to entangle this topic.

After drinking the tea Mu Zichuan handed over, she said in a low voice, "now even if I go to sign up, I don't have much time to practice driving."

After a pause, she continued: "you first arrange a driver for me, and then I'll see the situation and decide whether to sign up for the driving test."

"Well." Muzichuan nodded and didn't go on.

Now that his goal has been achieved, as long as she can be within the scope of her own protection, it's no problem.

"Then go ahead. I'll go out later."

"Well." Xiao Xiang nodded and slowly stood up from the sofa.

After saying goodbye to him, he stepped back and closed the door.

Looking at the closed door, Mu Zichuan's eyes were full of complicated light.

After sitting on the sofa and looking at it for a while, he got up and went back to his desk to sit down and keep busy.

……

…… In the next ten days, everyone was busy.

Muzichuan and Ma Dali are very busy all day. Sometimes it's 11:00 or 12:00 in the evening when they go back to the villa.

Afraid that they are too tired, Xiao Xiang and Yang Xue will make some soup for them as long as they have time.

Looking at the seemingly ordinary bowl, but contains a lot of soup, even if a man is happy, but never more than half of the performance in front of outsiders.

Such a scene in the past do not know how many times fantasy, when it really happened, only to find that the original heart is so warm.

After drinking the whole bowl, muzichuan continued to serve two bowls, all of which were not left to drink.

Looking at Mr. Mu's appearance, Ma Dali, standing not far away, raised his lips slowly.

In order not to disturb him, he carefully retreated from the kitchen, guarding not far away from the kitchen, in case people break in.

That night, muzichuan stood in the kitchen for more than half an hour, until the sound of footsteps came, Ma Dali retreated.

Muzichuan went back to his room, took a bath and left the room.

Standing in the corner of the corridor, leaning against the railing, looking at the closed door not far away.

One eye Mou more and more deep you, also don't know in the end is thinking of what, also perhaps just think of the person in the room.

Seeing that he was standing there all the time and didn't plan to go back to his room to have a rest, Ma Dali couldn't help coming out, came to him and whispered a warning.

"Mr. mu, it's getting late. I'd better go back and have a rest early. There are so many things to do tomorrow."

"Come down with me for a drink." Muzichuan did not answer, but said.

Ma Dali was slightly stunned, and finally said respectfully, "good."

In front of the wine shelf, Ma Dali took a bottle of red wine, opened the bottle cap and poured a glass for each of them.

Mu Zichuan leaned back in his chair, his slender legs folded together, and his right hand picked up the goblet filled with red wine, lifted it into the air and slowly shook it.Deep and secluded eyes look at the night outside through the window. Under the moonlight, the slender figure appears so bright tonight.

Even if muzichuan didn't say a word, Ma Dali could obviously feel that the original chill on him had dissipated.

Is Mr. Mu happy simply because Xiangxiang cooked soup for him?

Ma Dali doesn't know, but he is sure that Mr. Mu is really in a good mood tonight.

Yes, as Ma Dali thought, this period is the happiest time for muzichuan in more than three years.

He finally found her back. He knew her whereabouts very well before, but he couldn't accompany her, take care of her and protect her.

Now she lives in her own villa, and it's so beautiful.

No matter what will happen in the future, at least, within his ability, he will try his best to guard her.

He also knows that sometimes when he is too kind to her, there will be an invisible pressure on her.

However, he really can't control himself. He can't control himself to be nice to her.

The two men stayed in front of the wine shelf for a long time. When they returned to their rooms, there were five or six empty bottles on the wine table.

When Ma Dali lay down on the bed to rest, the light in Mu Zichuan's room was still on

……

…… The next morning, Xiao Xiang was woken up by his mobile phone ring.

At first glance, it was the phone call from the contractor at the construction site. I don't know why I felt a little uneasy.

After all, for a long time, even if the contractor asked for her, he would call her when she went to work, but now it's just over seven o'clock.

Connect the phone, still don't wait for her to ask, there contractor head with a bit anxious voice has come over.

"Xiangxiang, there's something urgent on the construction site. It's hard to say on the phone. Do you have time to come and have a look now?"