Forced Marriage: Super Petite Wife

Mu sifan's car gradually moved away from Li Mi's villa.

After nightfall, the spring wind gradually warmed up, but with annoying moisture.

Musfan raised the window impatiently.

Hearing Li Mi's words, he felt even more uneasy.

It's really possible that he came back.

What's wrong with Yang Xiao? Why does he like to pester his wife.

He pressed his right hand on his temple and tried to sort things out clearly.

According to common sense, if Cheng Yi is really inseparable from him, he won't come back.

But if not

There must be some connection between the two.

What is that

"Mr. mu, where are we going?" Secretary Ning said timidly, "I'd better go home and have a look. Maybe she went home first..."

"Last time..." Mu sifan said, staring at him with cold eyes, "I asked you to find the best investigation company and find out Yang Xiao. Have you got the results?"

More than half a month has passed.

The investigation company should be able to give an investigation report.

Secretary Ning said, "not yet..."

"By the way, when the commercial spy was investigated last time, did the report mention that Yang Xiao had a medical project in state m?"

Mu sifan said, and many pictures suddenly jumped out of his mind.

After Cheng Yi disappeared and met her again, she was like a dummy without any feelings.

More importantly

Her headache... And her brain nerve damage

Mu sifan had always thought that the brain nerve damage was related to the falling into the sea.

Was it wrong from the beginning.

Cheng Yi returns to city a and lives at Yang Xiao's house from the beginning.

With her cold appearance, she said Yang Xiao was friends with her.

Who can she be friends with like that?

incorrect!

"He had a medical project and applied for medical plan assistance. For some reason, he didn't pass, but he finally got the financial support of a pharmaceutical company." Secretary Ning said: "Mr. mu, do you want to investigate the company in this regard?"

After many years, no one knows when the medical project started and when it was put on hold. I'm afraid it's not easy to find out.

Mu sifan said: "well, to check this aspect, immediately call the investigators and ask them to give up piecemeal clues and start from this project. Since they have applied for financial assistance, they will leave information. I want to see everything about this project."

He seems to have figured it out.

It's getting clearer and clearer.

A top expert in brain neurosurgery can't make medicine for any medical project. It's just related to surgery

Suddenly, the driver made a sudden stop and mu sifan rushed forward.

The train of thought is broken.

"What's the matter?" he asked coldly.

The driver said apologetically, "Mr. mu, I'm sorry. It's my fault. Just now a little boy ran a red light and crossed the road. In order to avoid it, I stopped in a hurry. Are you all right..."

Mu sifan waved his hand and didn't speak again.

What had just occurred to him was completely forgotten.

When I got home, the car stopped steadily, and my aunt greeted me: "Mr. mu, you're back..."

Mu sifan looked at her face with sorrow.

Go to the entrance of the porch and see a pair of women's high heels.

Is Cheng Yi back?

He stared at the shoes. No, Cheng Yi's feet were shorter than these.

"Who's here?"

He asked his aunt.

Aunt just wanted to speak, a gentle girl voice said, "it's me."

Mu sifan raised his eyes and a tall and slender beauty stood in a pavilion.

Gao Jingya looked at him, smiled, gathered her hair and said, "your face is not very good..."

Mu sifan looked at her and glanced up at the empty living room.

Cheng Yi still didn't come back.

He suddenly lost all his patience.

Gao Jingya said, "have you had dinner? Are you hungry?"

"Why are you here?" Mu sifan untied his coat, calmly walked up to her and looked at her.

Aren't you afraid of reporters following you? I found it here.

"I heard." Gao Jingya said, "don't be too sad about your father..."

She raised her hand and went towards mu sifan's shoulder.

Mu sifan dodged back and dodged cleverly.

Aunt looked at Gao Jingya and was in a bad mood. She didn't want her to come in just now.

"I'm fine." Mu sifan said, "if there's nothing wrong, you'd better..."

"Are you driving me away?" Gao Jingya followed him and blocked his way.

In front of the ladder, the two became a subtle opposition.

"Things have just calmed down. I don't want to cause any trouble." Mu sifan said coldly, his face taut, subconsciously keeping a distance.

"You're blaming me?" Gao Jingya said. "You're still blaming me, so you don't answer my phone or return text messages?"

"No," said Mu sifan, "I've been too busy lately."

"Too busy to return a message?" Gao Jingya asked.

"Well," musfan sighed, "I'm very tired and want to change into a clean suit."

The black suit made him look like a messenger of darkness, with no look on his face.

Gao Jingya is looking forward to seeing his lovely pear vortex.

I never did.

In the past, he had a straight face towards himself, but his smile was always faint.

"I'll wait for you in the restaurant." Gao Jingya said, "my father asked the chef to cook some good dishes, and I brought them. When I'm not in a mood, I'll be much better if I fill my stomach..."

The aunt stood aside and rolled her eyes. She dared to be angry.

She thought to herself, when we come back, we will tear you shameless

Musfan's Adam's Apple moved and sent out a cold hum.

Cheng Yi also said this.

His heart suddenly softened.

Gao Jingya cooked hot dishes in the restaurant and set the tableware.

She set the tableware for the three.

Mu sifan changed his clothes and came down. When he saw the three plates on the table, his heart was suddenly empty.

"How to make three?" he asked coldly.

Wearing an apron, Gao Jingya turned and smiled, "Cheng Yi should come back."

It's so late. Even if the work is busy, it's time to come back.

Musfan didn't speak.

Gao Jingya looked at him and said with a smile, "why, you two are awkward again?"

"These dishes are made by your chef?" Mu sifan glanced and sneered: "your chef is really good. All the dishes are my brother's favorite."

Gao Jingya took off her microwave oven gloves and stared at mu sifan.

He was right. Gao Shengyuan asked her to send these dishes to Mu's house for mu Yufan to eat.

She didn't want to go. She came here herself.

"Elder brother just went to your high house for a few meals, and the cook found out his taste." Mu sifan picked up his knife and fork, ate a steak and smiled: "your family should give the chef a raise."

Gao Jingya didn't know what to say. She was nervous for a moment. She wanted to take off her apron. She pulled the wrong belt, but it became a knot.

"Sisi, can you help me?" she asked softly.

Because she can't see clearly on her back, her movements seem a little clumsy.

Mu sifan looked at her, frowned and shouted, "aunt! Come and help Miss Gao!"

Then he threw down his napkin and got up to go.

Gao Jingya grabbed him and said wrongfully, "Sisi, don't misunderstand me. The video and interview are not my own meaning. My father forced me..."

"Chairman Gao saw that my position was unstable and he was busy stepping on me. He bothered. However, he had high hopes for my eldest brother since he was a child. Don't let him chill. These dishes are still sent to my eldest brother." Mu sifan stared at her hand and said word by word: "Cheng Yi has returned to her mother's house. I don't want her to misunderstand. I don't want her to be angry for you, so you'd better go back and I'll let the driver take you."

Then he looked at his aunt and said coldly, "if no one is at home, don't leave guests at home. Do you understand?"

Aunt smiled and nodded, "I know."

After seeing Gao Jingya off, her aunt made a plain fitness meal for mu sifan, stood beside him and asked in a low voice, "Mr. mu, why hasn't Yiyi come back?"

Yesterday, she was also questioned by the police, but she was put back soon.

Mu sifan bowed his head to eat, and his movements were extremely elegant.

"Mr. mu, when will Yiyi come back?" the aunt saw that he didn't seem to hear, and asked again.

Mu sifan said lightly, "soon."

"Mr. mu, I made the chicken soup myself. I absolutely didn't add anything. Yiyi said it was for the patient. I didn't even use spices. It was clear soup with only a little salt." my aunt explained anxiously: "how could Yiyi harm people? She also specifically told me to make it light... She would never..."

"You go out, I don't want to hear this." Mu sifan interrupted his aunt.

Aunt walked three times and sighed as she walked.

In the suburban villa, Cheng Yi stood in front of the window, the gentle spring breeze blowing her hair.

"Here is your favorite milk tea." Lin Yueming came over from behind and handed her a cup of steaming milk tea.

Cheng Yi pick it up.

"Mu sifan, that fool, can't really believe that you poisoned his father?" Lin Yueming asked.

"Who knows..." Cheng Yi said, "I told him, not me. If he wants to think so, what can I do?"

"If he really can't trust you, he will break up in the end..."

"Then divorce." Cheng Yi said, "if it's really too painful, why are we tied together?"

She raised her glass and just smelled the milk and frowned.

"Here you are," she said.

"What's the matter?" Lin Yueming took it over, imitated her appearance and smelled it. "What's in it?"

"I don't know. I feel sick for no reason." Cheng Yi said coldly.

Lin Yueming looked at her like a ghost and drank, "nothing... It's normal..."

The fat boy just shouted, "I've cut the video. When will it be sent?"

Cheng Yi quickly walks to the computer, leaving Lin Yueming with a question mark on his face. He drinks another mouthful of milk tea.

It's really nothing