I really don't want a second marriage

The president of Tangtang Yeshi group came to her shop to deliver meals for her. She never thought about it in her life, if it wasn't for Muzi

I feel like everything has changed since I met Muzi.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yan lowered his eyes and didn't speak.

At this time, Xiao Su suddenly said, "in fact, you don't have to worry. There must be a reason why yeshao will do this. Now yeshao especially listens to her grandmother's words. You don't have to bear a burden at all."

Of course, Xiaoyan knew that yetingchen would do this entirely because of Muzi, but it was also because of Muzi, and her burden was even heavier.

"Yes."

She nodded and said no more.

Xiao Su looked at her side face, his lips moved, seemed to want to say something, but he resumed his silence.

Luo Huimei, on the other side, took this scene into her eyes and seemed to know it clearly in her heart.

Soon, Han Muzi saw a figure coming out of the kitchen, holding a tray with two bowls of noodles on it.

Seeing this scene, Han Muzi was stunned. She knew that yetingchen went in to help instead of herself, but she thought yetingchen should just go back to help wash the dishes. Unexpectedly, he

Come out and help with the dishes?

Han Muzi blinked and always felt that the store would be more lively.

The couple's eyes were right in the air. Han Muzi clearly saw that there was a touch of helplessness in the fundus of yetingchen's eyes, but he added spoil in addition to helplessness.

Soon, the helpless color was quickly replaced by doting. His thin lips moved and said two words to Han Muzi.

There was no sound, but Han Muzi understood it.

"Night is not always talking? What does he say? He won't be angry?" although Han Muzi has done ideological work for Zhou's father, Zhou's father is still nervous.

So the moment he came out from yetingchen, his eyes had been staring at yetingchen.

He is now like a minister in ancient times, and yetingchen is like a king.

Jun lowered his identity and brought a plate to his daughter, who was a minister. This kind of thing was particularly mysterious. While Zhou Fu felt that he was dreaming, he also felt terrible.

I always think Tingchen will be furious the next second.

But looking at Han Muzi smiling, Zhou's father felt that his frightened heart had been cured a lot.

"It's all right, uncle. He won't be angry."

Han Muzi naturally didn't tell Zhou's father what he said just now. He just lowered his head and smiled.

He didn't speak, just moved his lips, but Han Muzi understood.

What he said was - wait for me

After that, Han Muzi heard several exclamations from the store. She probably listened and looked at the sound source.

There were several girls. When they saw the handsome yetingchen, they couldn't help shouting. Several of them had blushed.

However, after serving the dishes, yetingchen turned around and left with a cold face.

"God, are the waiters so handsome now? It's a pity to be a waiter like this?"

"Think too much. He doesn't look like a waiter."

"Not a waiter. What is he doing here?"

"Did you see the logo of his suit? It's a unique logo designed by a famous designer in country I. The price of this suit alone is very expensive. How can it be a waiter? And judging from his aura, it's estimated that he is still a very powerful person."

"Then why do you work as a waiter here?" hearing that ye Tingchen was so awesome, the sister asked suddenly regretted: "what you said is so powerful. I thought it was a handsome waiter. I thought I could hook up with him."

"Tut, what dreams do sisters have? Pretty boys basically have girlfriends, even if they don't have girlfriends, um... They may have boyfriends."

Several girls said and laughed.

Yetingchen returned to the kitchen and continued to deliver meals. Luo Huimei saw that he gave it very well, so she gave him the task, smiling all the time.

Because she felt that although yetingchen looked expressionless, and it was written on his forehead that strangers should not be close to several people, it was actually an irrational person to let him be the delivery man.

But... He's handsome!

And he looks so similar to Xiaomi Dou. Going out to deliver meals, big and small, is a scenic spot in the Ramen restaurant.

So the business in the Ramen restaurant became more and more popular.

When yetingchen turned around, some picture fragments flashed in his mind.

At the same time, some voices sounded in his ears.

"Shen Jiamu, I warn you, you are just my assistant."

"I'll help you, but I don't want to embarrass the night family, okay?"

These words... Night Tingchen frowned slightly, which was clearly what he said.

Although he took the time to read the past of the two people sent by Xiao Su these days, he can only understand the general events, the dialogue and some details of their relationship. Therefore, ye Tingchen can only rely on those materials and occasionally associate with some pictures.

And... It's hard to remember these pictures.

Occasionally, his mind will flash, surging with fragments of various memories.

But... Not all of them.

But those two words echoed in his ears just now, which surprised yetingchen secretly.

That tone sounds very

How much did he do to Muzi before?

Probably because of trivial things, yetingchen's breath was colder and cooler, but it didn't scare customers. On the contrary, it attracted many female customers, and even held his face after greeting him and didn't get his response.

"Woo... It's really handsome. It's so handsome... I just like this kind of cold-blooded, self respecting man! I want to fall down!"

Night Tingchen felt a little pain in his head. He reached out and pinched his eyebrows, walking down the stairs.

Someone caught up behind.

"Just a moment, sir."

Night Tingchen stopped and looked back at the man unhappily.

Catching up was a little girl with a red face. She bit her lower lip and looked at yetingchen nervously.

"Well... My friend wants to add another fat cow ramen. Could you please write down the list for me?"

Night Tingchen took back his eyes and said coldly, "yes."

The girl got a response and a surprise appeared in her eyes, "Sir, you are very kind. Can you..."

Night Tingchen frowned, and many memory fragments flashed in front of him, and they smashed at him. His headache intensified, and there was a black fog in front of him.

The girl next to me is still nagging.

"I'm actually my friend... She said she thinks you look good and wants to make friends with you. I wonder if wechat can be added..."

"Actually, I just... Ah! Sir! Are you okay, sir!"

Han Muzi and Zhou's father were chatting, but suddenly they heard the shrill cry of a female voice on the second floor.

She was startled. The cup she held was slightly crooked, and the hot tea made her white hand red.