I really don't want a second marriage

Han Muzi just put the ruler around his waist. When she heard his query, the action on her hand was followed by a pause.

She sneered in her heart and tightened her ruler.

Hate?

What makes him think he hates him? Where is he worth it?

"Mr. Ye joked. You are my customer. How can I hate you?" Han Muzi pretended not to understand and wanted to fool him.

However, yetingchen's eyebrows frowned deeply.

"Really?"

His voice was so faint that he could hardly hear his emotion: "can you handle it gently?"

Han Muzi found that she tightened her ruler a lot and strangled yetingchen's waist, almost deforming his waist.

"... sorry!"

She suddenly stopped her hand, and a thin cold sweat was on her white forehead.

Han Muzi hung her eyes and couldn't help biting her lower lip with chagrin. How could she be in such a mess?

The air fell into an awkward silence. Han Muzi wrote down the size, then took the soft ruler and took a step back. She picked up the book and wrote down the size just measured, so as not to forget later.

Night Tingchen stood behind her and looked at the petite figure she squatted down.

"If you don't hate me, why do you treat me as a stranger?"

Han Muzi's writing pen was crooked. She didn't answer, but recorded it horizontally. When she recorded it, she put the small book away, and then stood up to face yetingchen.

"My job has been completed, Mr. Ye. Thank you for your cooperation today. I have something to do, so I'll go first."

With that, Han Muzi turned directly and was ready to leave here.

The wrist suddenly tightened, and Han Muzi stood frozen in place.

What's he doing?

"Just hate me? Don't even want to stay with me for a moment?"

I don't know why, Han Muzi even heard a sense of self mockery and pain from his words. Is she hearing wrong?

"Mr. Ye joked. Today is a holiday. I really have other things to do."

She tried to struggle, trying to pull her hand back.

But yetingchen pinched her wrist more tightly, and her strength was too strong. Han Muzi frowned painfully, and she turned around.

"If it wasn't a holiday, if you didn't have other things to do, would you be willing to stay with me a little longer?"

Han Muzi: "

Yetingchen, what does he want to do? Obviously he said he was married, but why did he look so sad now?

Is it to deceive her? Want to get her again as before, and then ruthlessly abandon and hurt her again?

Thinking of this possibility, Han Muzi's look at the bottom of her eyes became very light. She wanted to take her hand back, but yetingchen kept holding it tightly. She could only say: "Mr. Ye, I really have other things. Please let go."

"Don't let go." for the first time, yetingchen looked at her with injured eyes like a spoiled child. "Would you like to listen to me explain?"

what? Han Muzi was stunned and listened to his explanation?

Explain what? Five years ago?

Her face turned white for a few minutes. A moment later, Han Muzi smiled awkwardly and said, "Mr. Ye, I don't think... You have anything to explain to me."

really? Night Tingchen smiled low. The smile was full of self mockery. "It seems that you don't want to hear me explain, but I don't want to let you go. What should I do?"

Han Muzi: "

She struggled and frowned at yetingchen.

Night Tingchen's eyes were very deep, as if she wanted to suck her soul in. She didn't dare to look at his eyes, so she had to step back.

During the struggle, yetingchen seemed angry. He pulled her over directly and pressed her on the soft sofa behind him.

"Ah."

With a cry of surprise, Han Muzi was pressed under him, followed by the depressed face of yetingchen.

Snap——

Han Muzi reached out to his face without hesitation.

A slap hit him directly in the face.

Almost without hesitation, when seeing him kiss himself, Han Muzi first thought of his sentence of being married, and then naturally threw his hand out.

The air was silent for a few seconds, and yetingchen was there. He looked at Han Muzi firmly, and his thin lips looked a little blue and white.

Probably because of anger, perhaps because of excitement, so the chest is constantly undulating.

"Yetingchen, I didn't want to tell you this, but do you remember what you said yesterday? Won't your conscience be condemned if you treat me like this now? Are you worthy of her and me?"

Yetingchen: "what?"

What he said yesterday? Night Tingchen's eyes were confused and looked at her puzzled.

Han Muzi sneered: "married! Since Mr. Ye is married, please keep your boundaries and don't touch me."

Hearing this, yetingchen was stunned. A moment later, he couldn't help laughing.

"So that's what you said, so... Because I'm married, I can't touch you?"

Han Muzi: "you!"

When did he become so shameless?

"Or are you jealous?" before Han Muzi said the next sentence, yetingchen picked his eyebrow and teased her.

Han Muzi: "jealous? Mr. Ye looks down on yourself too much!"

She pushed him away, then stood up from the sofa, patted his collar, and said coldly, "I hope this is the last time. If Mr. Ye shows such disrespect to me in the future, I'd rather destroy the contract than cooperate with you."

This time, Han Muzi didn't give him another chance to react, but directly grabbed his bag and got up and left.

Looking at her back, the expression on yetingchen's face was thoughtful.

He thought carefully about what she had just said, and then gradually came back from them.

Oh, this stupid woman.

Did she think that when she said she was married, she had married other women? That's why the reaction is so intense?

Thinking of this, yetingchen reached out and touched his slapped face.

It really hurts.

It's really ruthless, but... She's angry.

For the time being, yetingchen thought she was jealous, so she started so hard.

Suddenly, yetingchen thought of another thing, and then he narrowed his eyes.

That woman doesn't know they haven't divorced yet? Now they are still husband and wife in the registration of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

From the meeting to now, yetingchen always thought she knew, but unexpectedly... Looking at her performance today, she should not know about it.

Who hid her?

Han Muzi came out about half an hour after she went in. Several people outside had a very good attitude towards her.

"Miss Shelly, take your time. Welcome back next time."

"Miss Shelly, be careful on the way."

Han Muzi stepped on high heels and almost spit out old blood.