I really don't want a second marriage

After Xiaoyan got the answer from Han Muzi, she was full of confidence and resumed the struggle.

She found that Muzi had this skill for the first time, so she couldn't help saying, "Muzi, you're really great. I think you can be an emotional mentor."

Hearing this, Han Muzi can only smile bitterly in her heart. Who does she serve as an emotional mentor? She can't even sort out her feelings.

Just what I said to Xiao Yan just now

It was really beyond her expectation.

She lowered her eyes and looked at the information on the table. Now does she want to see yetingchen?

Seems to want to see you.

Is she going to call him obediently?

During this period of time, he took the initiative to appear around him. Now he went abroad and didn't call her. It is estimated that he didn't inform her because he promised not to come to him?

It could be.

After thinking about it, Han Muzi unconsciously took out her mobile phone, entered the wechat interface, found yetingchen's business card, clicked in and wanted to send him a message, but her hand stopped again.

If you send a message now, won't you be too reserved?

After all, she never took the initiative during this period of time.

Thinking of this, Han Muzi sighed, put the mobile phone back on the table, and then began to deal with the work.

The busy day ended like this. When she got off work, Han Muzi packed up and prepared to pick up Xiaomi Dou from school.

As a result, her cell phone rang before she walked out of the company.

A strange number.

Han Mu Ziwei screwed up Xiumei and answered the phone.

"Hello?"

"Mommy!"

"Xiaomi bean?" hearing Xiaomi bean's voice, Han Muzi frowned in surprise: "whose mobile phone are you calling?"

"Mommy, it's uncle Han's phone."

Uncle Han?

Hearing the word "Han", Han Muzi's steps were momentary, and then raised an unknown hunch, "what, what do you mean? Uncle Han... Who is it?"

A figure came to mind automatically, and Han Muzi felt cold.

A little noise came from the other end of the mobile phone, as if the mobile phone had been transferred to another person. Then Han Muzi heard a familiar male voice with a touch of indifference.

"Mu Zi, it's me."

The night is cold!!

Han Muzi bit her lower lip, and her anger surged up almost instantly. "It's cold at night. What do you want to do? What do you mean?"

After questioning, Han Muzi ran out without thinking about anything.

Xiao Yan, who was not far behind her, saw that she ran away and shouted to her, "Muzi, where are you going? Wait for me."

But Han Muzi didn't seem to hear her. She was really helpless and had to stamp her feet.

Forget it. I'd better ask her what happened when I get home in the evening.

Now... She's going to Han's group first. She's going to... See him!

Han Muzi rushed to the parking lot, opened the door and sat in. Then he said to the cold night.

"Just say it. What do you want to do? Where is Xiaomi bean now?"

After that brief silence, Han Muzi panicked: "the night is cold? You talk."

Then the other end sighed.

"I'm really worried that you'll always call me president Han. I didn't expect to recover my name so soon. It's nothing... I just happened to pass by the school and saw the little guy standing at the door, so I picked him up."

"Go home?" Han Muzi narrowed her eyes.

"Mommy, uncle Han and I are in the cake shop near the downstairs of the community."

Han Muzi: "... I see. I'll come right away. You can't run around. Ask the shopkeeper's aunt for help. The shopkeeper's aunt and Mommy are good friends, you know?"

The last sentence was a hint that night Leng Han would not let him go if she did anything to Xiaomi bean.

Finally, Han Muzi hung up the phone and turned the car around.

She just avoided the rush hour at this time. There were not many cars on the road, so Han Muzi's speed was very fast. It was just a waste of time waiting for the traffic lights.

Han Muzi's whole heart was hanging all the way. She was so uncomfortable that she wished she could move to Xiaomi Dou in front of him in an instant, and then hold him in her arms, away from the cold night.

Cold night

This man, she really can't see through him more and more.

The last time he met in the supermarket, he only said that he lived nearby and that she didn't believe she could investigate.

What did she look for?

If he really deliberately appears in front of her, he must have prepared all the results that can be investigated. Even if she checks, the estimates found are only superficial.

Therefore, she won't take this time to find out how the cold night is now.

But she didn't expect that he tried his best to get close to himself and even reach cooperation with his company. Now he even wants to get close to Xiaomi beans.

What the hell does he mean? What are your intentions?

In this way, Han Muzi thought all the way to the door of the cake shop.

She didn't have time to think about anything. She took the car key, slammed the door and ran directly into the store.

Pushing open the glass door, Han Muzi shouted directly, "millet bean."

"Mommy, I'm here."

There are seats in the cake shop. When Han Muzi looked at the sound source, he saw Xiaomi Dou sitting in a position inside, with a fruit cake in front of him. He waved his small hand at her, and the corners of his mouth were stained with white cream.

Seeing Xiaomi bean, Han Muzi's heart was tightened and walked quickly.

"Coming?"

A gentle voice sounded.

Han Muzi remembered that there was another person around Xiaomi Dou. It was cold at night.

Seeing the cold night, Han Muzi's beautiful eyes were filled with anger, and she could hardly suppress her anger. However, in front of Xiaomi Doumian, she still forced the anger to break out.

She ignored the cold night, but went to Xiaomi bean and sat down. She took out a paper towel and gently wiped the cream stains from the corners of Xiaomi bean's mouth with a smile.

"Is the fruit cake delicious?"

Xiaomi bean nodded innocently: "delicious, Mommy."

"Good." Han Muzi reached out and rubbed his head and whispered, "when will you finish?"

"There are many more."

Xiaomi Dou pointed to the fruit cake in front of her. Han Muzi saw that there were still a lot. Her eyes turned, and then whispered, "you take this fruit cake and eat it in the car first. Mommy has a few words to say to Uncle Han, okay?"

"Eh?" Xiaomi bean blinked and asked naively, "what's Mommy going to say?"

Han Muzi gently pinched his cheek: "Mommy's business cooperation with Uncle Han is about some work. Xiaomi Dou can't understand even if he stays here, so... Go back to the bus and wait for mommy for two minutes, okay?"

Xiaomi bean thought and nodded.

"OK, Mommy, Xiaomi beans listen to Mommy."

After that, he stood up and bowed deeply to the cold night: "thank you uncle for sending me back today and inviting me to eat fruit cake, but I have to wait for mommy in the car first."