I really don't want a second marriage

Isn't it?

This sentence almost blurted out.

However, Han Muzi didn't say it in the end.

"To tell you the truth, I really don't agree with you and Tingchen now, but it's not because I want to break you up. You know aunt song always liked you."

Han Muzi really wanted to admit this. Song an healed her when she was hurt. Then she said a lot of words to comfort her and scolded yetingchen in front of her.

Han Muzi kept these in mind.

"Aunt song, I know." Han Muzi smiled gently: "I know what you thought in the past and what you think now. Don't worry."

Originally... Song an thought she would explain something to herself.

But now she doesn't explain a word, which makes her feel embarrassed. She said she didn't come to break them up, but... What did she say just now?

Suddenly, song an didn't know what to say. She just felt that Han Muzi was really different from before.

Calm, calm, and no waves.

"Eat first." thousands of words can only turn into this sentence in the end.

"OK." Han Muzi smiled. They were really speechless and ate seriously.

After dinner, because song an didn't drive, Han Muzi drove her back.

When getting off the bus, song an took a deep look at her and said, "bathe in purple."

Hearing this, Han Muzi was a little stunned, "aunt song?"

Song an looked at Han Muzi sitting in the driver's seat and whispered, "if aunt Song told you that after knowing the context of the matter, I still want you to persuade Tingchen to let Lin Qingqing go, would you agree?"

As if she had expected song an to say these words, Han Muzi had no special reaction, but nodded: "yes."

"Yes?" song an was surprised. "Don't you blame aunt song?"

"Isn't that why aunt song came to Beicheng?" she whispered.

Her worry was revealed. Song an had nothing but embarrassment. She coughed: "do you blame aunt song?"

"I know that Aunt song is the middleman in this matter, and Mr. Ye is still aunt song's nephew. My relatives will investigate Lin Qingqing's guilt, so I have no power as an outsider. Therefore, I respect aunt song's decision. However, this matter is over Mr. Ye..."

"That's why aunt song called you out today. I guess he took the other party to court because of you? Mu Zi, aunt song knows that her request is a little too much. But after all, it's because of aunt song. Entrusted by my friends, I don't want to make things too ugly. It will destroy a girl, do you understand?"

Han Muzi nodded quietly.

"Don't worry, aunt song will let Lin Qingqing's mother take her away. After all, it's the greatest favor to spare them this time. If she dares to hurt you again in the future, don't say Tingchen, aunt song won't let her go first."

Sure enough, song Anzi knew what Han Muzi thought.

Han Muzi smiled and nodded her thanks: "thank you, aunt song."

Song an thought the two people were not suitable to be together. To tell the truth, she disappeared for five years without a sound. Song an also had some resentment in her heart, not that she was too cruel, but that this woman was too cruel. She could disappear silently in five years. I'm afraid this temperament is really not suitable for Tingchen.

But now looking at her, song an feels more and more like it. Maybe it's because Han Muzi is too clever, so she feels guilty. Finally, song an made a strange remark.

"You are a good child. Aunt song really doesn't mean to break you up."

Han Muzi was stunned. A moment later, his red lips slightly hooked up and nodded to song an, but he didn't speak again.

"You go back and pay attention to safety on the way."

"OK."

After Han Muzi drove away, song an sighed.

She is a good girl, but judging from her appearance now, Tingchen probably has no chance.

Fate is a kind of thing that is really forced not to come.

*

Seeing that the court was about to open, Han Muzi made food as usual and sent it to the hospital to yetingchen.

Recently, she has been running back and forth in the company hospital. For a period of time, she looks thin.

Night Tingchen also found it when she sat down, and there was a light cyan around her eyes. Her already small face became thinner, making her three-dimensional facial features more distinct. Moreover, she put on makeup and was a little thrilling against the light.

It seemed that something choked in his throat. Yetingchen said in a hoarse voice, "from tomorrow on, don't send me food."

After listening to the speech, Han Muzi paused for a moment, then recovered his calm and handed the bowl in his hand to yetingchen.

Seeing her calm face, yetingchen was a little upset.

"Don't you ask why?"

Han Muzi put out the dishes in the same way and said in a low voice, "there's nothing to ask."

Night Tingchen frowned. At the same time, he noticed that there were more things on the table today than in the past. This unusual made his eyebrows frown deeper: "why so much?"

"Your injury has been cured for so long and has been slowly getting better. The court will be held tomorrow, so do more to celebrate for you."

"Celebrate?" night Tingchen raised his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes: "is it really a celebration?"

Han Muzi nodded.

"Since it's a celebration, you should be happy, shouldn't you?" yetingchen's tall body leaned forward for a few minutes, his hot breath was close to her, and a pair of deep eyes stared at her tightly. "But I think you don't have any happy mood. What's the matter?"

His breath was close to her and sprayed thin on her face. Han Muzi was surprised. He stepped back for a few minutes and whispered, "it's nothing. You're not happy to add food to you? I'll withdraw. You can eat white porridge."

With that, Han Muzi reached out and wanted to take away the things on the table.

Seeing her recovery as usual, yetingchen took her hand and said, "take it out and want to take it back?"

Han Muzi took back his hand and stared at him: "then you still say?"

Night Tingchen raised his lips: "don't say it."

After that, he forgot what had happened just now, and then ate. Han Muzi sat next to him, thinking about how to talk to him later.

Song an asks her out so that she can persuade yetingchen. She has accepted song an's love before and should return it to her.

Seeing that yetingchen had almost eaten, Han Muzi whispered, "tomorrow's court session will be held. Have you prepared the lawyer?"

Suddenly speaking of this matter, yetingchen sensitively caught an unusual breath, raised his eyes and swept to her: "what do you want to say?"

Han Muzi was surprised. He didn't expect that he would immediately notice when he asked.

In that case, she can say it directly. There's no need to consider so much.