Forced Marriage: Super Petite Wife

Originally, Secretary Ning started in the kitchen. Finally, he was frightened by Cheng Yi's exquisite knife work and ran outside.

Mu sifan sat on the sofa, holding a tablet in his hand, wondering what he was looking at.

Looking up at Secretary Ning's advice, he sarcastically said, "it's worthless."

Secretary Ning can only bear it silently.

When Cheng Yi came out with the dishes, he quickly set the tableware and sat there upright.

"OK, you go back first." Mu sifan paced over and announced that he was off duty.

Secretary Ning looked at the dishes with all colors and flavors, bowed his head and said, "OK, Mr. mu."

"Do you have humanity?" Cheng Yai, who was in charge of Mu Si fan, took the Secretary Ning, saying, "sit down, I cook the meal, has the final say."

Secretary Ning was pulled by him and sat in a chair.

He peeked at mu sifan's face.

"I... I still..." he said.

"Let you sit down and sit down. There's so much nonsense." Mu sifan glanced at him. "Eat quickly. When you're full, go back. Take a day off tomorrow and go to work on time the day after tomorrow."

Secretary Ning nodded like mashing garlic.

He took chopsticks, smiled at the dishes on the table and said, "Cheng tezhu's cooking is really good. I thought..."

"Originally thought I could only hit people?" Cheng Yi asked.

"No." Secretary Ning was stared and had to eat obediently.

Halfway through the meal, Cheng Yi asked, "is Yang Xiao's foreign aid mission your trick?"

"Well, cough..." Secretary Ning choked.

He suddenly looked at mu sifan's face, full of doubts.

Is it?

"I said yes?" musifan said, "are you going to kill me now?"

"What do you want to do?" Cheng Yi asked.

Mu Shi is preparing for the mining company there, and its influence in Africa is slowly developing.

"I don't want to do anything." Mu sifan disdained to explain. After two mouthfuls of food, he found it boring and put it down.

He took a paper towel and wiped his mouth slowly.

Half a day later, he looked at Cheng Yi and seemed to say something retaliatory: "to tell you the truth, I think he died there and never came back."

Generally speaking, he doesn't say such words easily.

Unless

Cheng Yi looked at him coldly and said, "if anything happens to him, I..."

"How are you?" musfan asked.

"I'm on your head!" Cheng Yi said.

"Whatever you want," musfan said.

He seemed to say it unintentionally and jokingly. Cheng Yi couldn't know what he was thinking.

She got up and left.

Musfan shouted, "take your orange away!"

Cheng Yi turns back again.

I cooked food for you, but I can't cook it for nothing. Take it away!

She bent down and lifted up the box of oranges weighing dozens of kilograms.

"Go and open the door for her." Mu sifan kicked Secretary Ning and whispered.

Secretary Ning thought: Mr. Mu must be afraid that Cheng tezhu broke the door.

He jerked to open the door.

Looking at Cheng Yi's placid face, I admire her very much.

Just now he took this box of oranges out of the elevator and almost lost his waist.

Cheng Yi thought of something, lifted one leg, slightly lifted the box, took out two from the inside and handed them to Secretary Ning.

"Here you are," she said.

Secretary Ning was very moved.

Cheng Yi enters the door and slams it.

Secretary Ning looked back and said, "Mr. mu, I think Cheng tezhu has changed."

"It's still far away," musfan said.

She used to be more than that. She used to have a good character, soft and gentle. Now she's dead. She's not cute at all.

Mu sifan's attitude made Secretary Ning suspicious.

When leaving, Secretary Ning asked, "president Mu, did you really arrange Dr. Yang's foreign aid task?"

At that time, mu sifan raised his head, looked at him and said, "why do you even think so?"

isn't it?

Secretary Ning didn't ask any further.

He knew that if Mu sifan didn't want to say, no one could force him.

But what a coincidence.

"Mr. mu, didn't you tell Cheng tezhu about Dr. Yang's relationship with the female spy?" Secretary Ning asked.

Before Dr. Yang asked him to marry him, the investigation company gave the result.

Why not tell Cheng Yi.

"She doesn't want to hear bad news," musfan said.

Oh, well.

Secretary Ning is off duty.

He came to the basement and got into his new car.

Not only has Cheng tezhu changed, but even general manager Mu has changed.

He is no longer a result oriented person.

Cheng Yi sat on the sofa and peeled the orange peel.

She broke off an orange petal and put it into her mouth. It was sweet with imperceptible acid

That touch of acid needs serious aftertaste to feel it.

It's as sweet as honey.

The corners of her mouth involuntarily raised it. It was worth four dishes and one soup for this box of good fruit.

It seems that... Musfan has done a loss making business.

At this time, mu sifan finished taking a bath, put on his bathrobe and went to the study.

There is a piano by the wall.

He walked over and opened the lid of the piano. He remembered Cheng Yi's appearance of playing the piano.

He sat down on the piano stool and put his hands on it, regardless of whether it was late at night or whether it would affect others' sleep.

He remembered mu Yufan's explanation that listening to more classical music would help Cheng Yi's brain recover. She had been resisting.

This is Cheng Yi's piano. Mu Yufan gave it to him.

He raised his head and looked at the wall in front of him. His eyes seemed to penetrate the past and see Cheng Yi, who was ready to sleep outside the wall.

Mozart's music flowed out of his fingertips.

At the moment, he and Cheng Yi are only separated by a wall, but they are connected because of music.

Listen to the same music, count the same beat and breathe the same air.

Cheng Yi picked up her mobile phone and sent a wechat to Mu sifan: give you two options. What do you want to see when you open the door: A, property management personnel, B, my fist.

There's something wrong. It's late at night.

Mu sifan glanced at the mobile phone beside the piano, smiled and said, "good night, little Superman."

He insisted on playing the song.

Every night after that, he would play a song for Cheng Yi.

I went to work this morning.

One elevator and four households are gathering in the elevator room, waiting for the elevator.

Cheng Yi and mu sifan are in high spirits, while mu Junze and mu Yufan are in poor spirits.

Mu Junze, in particular, seems not to wake up every day.

"Second brother, your piano sound is wonderful, but I beg you. It's really not a good habit to play the piano in the middle of the night. I......" Mu Junze said: "I'm really......"

When mu sifan glared, there was no resentment.

"Good, good, play, keep playing..." he whispered and yawned again. "I've never seen such a girl. I'm good at getting it."

Mu Yufan just smiled reluctantly. He looked at Cheng Yi and asked, "is Yang Xuechang okay over there?"

Cheng Yi said, "very good."

There is a phone call every night.

It looks good.

Perhaps for doctors, saving people is the happiest.

"Has your good day been decided?" Mu Yufan asked.

The elevator tinkled.

Mu sifan took the lead in stepping into the elevator, pressed the door open key, and said coldly, "don't you come in soon?"

He obviously doesn't want to hear about good days.

Cheng Yi smiles and doesn't answer mu Yufan positively.