I really don't want a second marriage

Looking back here, Xiaoyan stretched out his hand to cover his cheek, and tears couldn't help falling out of his hands.

The final outcome was naturally that Han Qing sent her back, and then warned her that if he did so again in the future, he would mercilessly try to get her away from Muzi.

Xiaoyan was just thinking that maybe he didn't like himself, but he didn't think he hated himself so much. Was she too hungry? So he doesn't think he loves himself?

But... She never took the initiative to kiss other men, only him.

Is that really the case? But... She is unwilling, unwilling.

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Han Muzi had no spirit at work today. She didn't sleep well last night, so she always wanted to sleep at work. She drank two cups of coffee and it didn't work.

Just when she couldn't help but want to close her eyes in the lounge for two hours, Leng Yueyue opened the door and came in, "bathed in purple, someone from the blue sky company said she wanted to negotiate with you about this work."

Xiao Yan usually does these things. Today Xiao Yan asks for leave

Han Muzi put down her pen and nodded: "I see. Please invite the other party to the reception room first. I'll go there in two minutes."

"OK."

Leng Yueyue is a good helper. At ordinary times, she not only does design, but sometimes takes over Xiaoyan's work. Han Muzi's view of her has changed from an arrogant and domineering woman to a very insightful designer.

Han Muzi cleaned up for a while and then got up and walked towards the reception room.

After walking to the door of the reception room, Han Muzi saw the people in the conference room and took a step.

It was cold at night again.

Seeing him, Han Muzi thought of what he said to himself in the cake shop yesterday.

"Even if I really want to be close to you, it's because I like you."

"The cold night is not your big brother for a long time, so I am qualified to compete fairly with Tingchen. I didn't have a chance five years ago, but now I want to fight for myself. I want to work hard before you are with Tingchen."

"Mu Zi? Coming?"

Thinking, the man's gentle voice sounded inside. Han Muzi came back and saw the cold night standing up, smiling at himself and looking at her gently.

Leng Yueyue, who stood not far from him, looked puzzled.

Han Muzi naturally knew what she was wondering. She smiled and walked in gracefully.

"Yueyue, go ahead and get busy."

"OK." Leng Yueyue turned and left the reception room after seeing the cold night.

In the reception room, only Han Muzi and the cold night were left. Han Muzi sat down in front of him: "I don't know what work Han always wants to discuss with me?"

"Can't I come to you without a job?" the night was cold and looked at her with amazing black eyes.

Han Muzi was surprised, "you..."

"Is it too much for me to seek personal gain with the public?" the cold night smiled again: "there is nothing to discuss at work, because I believe in your ability."

"So, you didn't come to work today?" Han Muzi raised her eyes and frowned.

"You're not in good spirits. Would you like to take you out to relax?"

Han Muzi refused him directly without thinking about it.

"No, if you're okay, please go back."

With that, Han Muzi got up directly and was ready to go out. She didn't want to give cold night any face at all. It would be better if he was angry about this and broke his contract with her.

As soon as she got up, it was cold at night, so she got up and quickly caught up with her.

"Do you hate me so much? You can't stay for two minutes?"

Han Muzi stopped a little, then wrung Xiumei to remind him: "Mr. Han, I'm a work driver now. You let one of my bosses talk to you about personal topics in the reception room? How can I take the lead in the company?"

Night cold seemed to catch the loophole in her words and smiled: "if you say so, as long as it's not working time, it's ok?"

Han Muzi: "

Too bad, he accidentally let him slip into his words, "I..."

"You don't have to pay attention to me." night Linhan raised his hand and looked at the time on his watch. "There is still an hour before work. I don't know if I have the honor to invite you to lunch today?"

"You don't have to entertain me for the next hour. I'll wait for you here. As soon as the time for work comes, you'll come to me. How about it?"

He has arranged all the later things, and he has to stay here and wait for her.

"Mr. Han, you..."

"Previously, you said that you didn't talk about private affairs during working hours. Isn't it too much to have lunch together? Or what you just said..."

"Then you wait for me here." Han Muzi timely interrupted him, "I'll go to work first."

"Well, let's go." night Leng's eyes suddenly became gentle and raised his hand to touch her head. Han Muzi's face changed slightly, retreated without trace, and then came out of the reception room in some panic.

After she left, the warmth on the cold night's face gradually disappeared, and the tenderness under her eyes was gradually replaced by cold.

He looked at the time on his watch, found a place and sat down.

Tingchen, why don't we try? Who can get her first.

This time, I will not lose to you.

Han Muzi returned to the office with vain steps. God knows how much she wants to refuse the cold night, but the cold night has drilled the loophole in her words. If she refuses, she will be particularly stingy.

Oh.

Forget it, just eat.

In fact, after Lin Han said that yesterday, Han Muzi's heart was relieved a lot. This purpose was at least more comforting than what she knew.

However, Han Muzi did not completely trust him.

Who knows what he's up to? Their brothers are at odds. He wants to compete with Tingchen. It's normal.

Thinking of yetingchen, Han Muzi naturally thought of the phone call last night.

She went back and looked at her cell phone. Sure enough, it was still quiet.

He hasn't called himself back since last night. Is it difficult that he is still pregnant with Wenxiang nephrite? Died in the gentle village?

There was a scene in his mind. Han Mu was so purple that he gnashed his teeth.

Asshole, no wonder I suddenly went abroad quietly. It turned out that I was a woman who went to private meetings.

Wait, Han Muzi calm down. How could she use the word private meeting?

Yetingchen has nothing to do with her now. She has always denied that he is her husband, so he is only pursuing her as a single man.

So... Who does he want to be with? Isn't it his own will?

Han Muzi reached out and twisted his eyebrows. He must have been teased too many times recently, so he had this wrong idea.

She doesn't want to be upset about this man anymore. If he doesn't cherish it so much, let him see. She doesn't have to be him.