I really don't want a second marriage

Too obvious.

Han Muzi touched the impression, wanted to take up the powder, and found that he had no bag at all when he came out, only a mobile phone on his hand.

"Where's my bag?"

"Probably at home." yetingchen replied to her, with a pleasant smile on his lips.

Han Muzi touched the mark and thought about it. She suddenly looked at yetingchen.

"You did it on purpose?"

"You are my woman. What's the problem with my imprint on my woman?" yetingchen said, and his tone suddenly sank a little, "so that other people won't covet you. You are yeshao grandma now."

Han Muzi: "... I'm not. I didn't register to marry you or hold a wedding with you."

As if choked by her words, yetingchen was suddenly silent.

Feeling his silence, Han Muzi thought she could hear something from him, but after waiting for a while, he didn't speak again.

She was a little disappointed. She thought yetingchen would say that she would take you to register right away, or make up for her wedding, proposal and so on.

But... I didn't expect nothing.

Is she thinking too much? After all, they've been married before.

Thinking of this, Han Muzi sighed in her heart.

Forget it, she still doesn't care too much. How can he not understand his mind? As long as two people really like each other, the rest is not important.

What she should worry about now is the mark on her neck.

There's nothing to hide. People will see it later.

What's she gonna do?

After thinking for a long time, Han Muzi simply raised her hand and put down the long hair tied behind her head. After the green silk scattered, it was draped over her shoulder, just blocking the pink mark.

Night Tingchen took a look, "what are you doing?"

Han Muzi ignored him, but turned to look out of the window. It was this culprit that made him so troublesome.

Seeing her lying on the window and looking outside, a look of an angry little woman, the smile at the bottom of yetingchen's eyes was a little deeper.

"When... Take me to our son?"

"Haven't seen it yet, you've called your son? It's unknown whether he will recognize you or not." Han Muzi replied angrily.

Hearing this, the night court frowned.

This is a problem. After all, the child has never seen him before. It is really unknown whether he will be willing to recognize himself as a father.

If you like, everyone is happy.

But what if... He doesn't want to?

"If you don't want to admit it, you have to admit it. After all, you have only me."

Han Muzi: "

"There's always a way for him to recognize me."

Han Muzi: "I, I haven't thought about it yet. You can wait."

She was still a little uneasy, especially after returning home, she was more nervous, a little looking forward, excited, but a little afraid.

She wondered if she had to prepare any ceremony if they were to meet their father and son? Or, what do you have to hold?

After thinking about it, it seems inappropriate.

Han Muzi rubbed her eyebrows and felt a little pain in her head.

I'd better go to the company later and discuss with Xiaoyan when I have time.

After thinking like this, Han Muzi naturally put down a lot, and her mind was not so heavy.

After dinner, yetingchen took her to the bottom of the company building. When he got off, he said behind him.

"When you think about it, remember to tell me, but... Don't let me wait too long. I can only wait three days at most."

Han Muzi: "... I see. Don't worry."

After that, she left quickly and didn't dare to look at Tingchen's burning eyes at night.

After entering the elevator, the hot line of sight behind her finally disappeared. Han Muzi was relieved. Although she had been with him and had done everything, every night Tingchen's hot line of sight would always stare at her.

How to describe it? It's like she's going to be eaten alive.

She reached out and fanned her neck, trying to remove some heat.

Han Muzi always felt a little guilty when she didn't come to the company for a few days. Fortunately, she didn't meet anyone when she got on the elevator. She didn't see Xiao Yan until she went to the office.

"What? I'm not sure what you described. Could you please say it again? Otherwise, Miss Xia, would you please come to our company for an interview this afternoon? Don't worry, we'll estimate the style you like and the price of the materials you want!"

"Yes, absolutely no problem."

"OK, thanks for understanding. I'll hang up first. Bye."

After Xiaoyan hung up the phone, she went to pick up another one. Han Muzi stood at the door and saw her in a hurry. He vaguely felt a little funny, so he stood at the door and watched her all the time.

It was not until Xiaoyan finished her work, walked around and suddenly found that there seemed to be a shadow at the door that she looked here.

However, she took it back at a glance, but soon she turned her head again.

"Bathe purple?"

Han Muzi nodded to her with a light smile on her lips.

"Shit, are you scared to death? You suddenly stand here and don't talk. When did you come?"

Han Mu Ziwei smiled and said, "I've been here for a while. I see you're busy, so I can't bear to disturb you."

"... I'll go. Where am I so busy? I'm so busy that I don't have time at all. It's good for you to stand there and watch me do things without help."

"OK." Han Muzi walked in with a smile and comforted, "aren't you afraid of interrupting your work? So there's no noise. How about these two days?"

"More and more people come to the company to sign contracts, probably due to the credit of the previous banquet. Many famous people come here, and then introduced by old customers. I think... If this goes on, you have to find another assistant. I'm dying alone."

Han Muzi thought with her red lips and said directly, "otherwise, you can find yourself an assistant and help you."

"What do you mean?" Xiaoyan blinked and stood in front of her: "you don't want to run away with the president of the night. Abandon me and the company?"

Han Muzi couldn't help poking her forehead.

"What are you thinking? You hired an assistant to help you. Isn't it much easier for you to deal with things in the future?"

"That's right, but I'm your assistant. I'm still looking for an assistant?"

Han Muzi smiled: "let me upgrade you? Our company is running almost now. Can I give you a management Dangdang?"

After listening to his words, his face changed slightly: "management? I, I haven't had time yet..."

"You have helped me for so many years. I believe in your ability. In the future, you will be the vice president of the company. You have the right to intervene in other affairs except me. In addition, don't fall behind when you are a manager chasing my brother."