I really don't want a second marriage

"It's noisy."

Make complaints about it, and then turn around and show his hand.

As soon as George left, the house was much cleaner.

Han Muzi was still cooking in the kitchen. Yetingchen went to the door and his eyes fell on her.

The light in the kitchen is very yellow. Han Muzi is wearing a light apron and her long hair is gently tied behind her head. The light gives her a soft light.

Looking at her like this, yetingchen actually has a kind of, and their living state should be like this.

Obviously, I haven't known her for half a month. He doesn't know anything about the woman in front of him, but his body seems to be out of control of his brain and wants to get close to her.

What's the matter with this feeling?

Why?

Night Tingchen was thinking about this problem, but Han Muzi seemed to look back at him.

"What are you doing standing there?" Han Muzi asked strangely, "do you want to help again?"

Although the eyes and expression were not obvious, yetingchen also saw that he was doubting him.

Night Tingchen's thin lips moved, and a strong helplessness rose from the bottom of his heart.

He did not expect that one day, when he was lack of ability, he was actually in front of a woman, and he seemed to have no superfluous language to refute.

"Forget it, you go to the living room and wait for me. It'll be fine soon." Han Muzi said, and then turned around to continue to be busy.

Ye Tingchen: "

Today's dinner is the same as yesterday. There are vegetables, meat and soup. Han Muzi knows that she is pregnant, so she will never treat herself badly. Unless she is too tired to cook, she will eat casually.

Usually, she still has a sense of ceremony. She will seriously spend time in the supermarket to buy her own needs and ingredients, then go home and cook slowly, and then eat slowly by herself.

However, these meals are very simple for yetingchen.

After all, the cook of weichi's family can't even invite a high-end restaurant, and Han Muzi's cooking is just a regular meal.

Both of them were very silent when they had dinner. Yetingchen drank fish soup silently. Looking at the little woman eating quietly in front of him, his heart seemed to calm down slowly.

After dinner, when Han Muzi cleaned up the dishes and went to the kitchen, yetingchen unexpectedly followed in, said with a face: "I'll help you."

Han Muzi looked at his sleeve that he didn't pull up and smiled: "forget it, I'm afraid I'll smash all my plates. I'll have to spend money to buy one at that time."

Hearing this, yetingchen narrowed his eyes: "do you doubt me?"

"Ah, no, no, I don't doubt you. I just think the president of Tangtang weichi group shouldn't do such things. Besides, you are both a boss and a guest. I can do these things."

You are the boss and the guest.

These eight words made yetingchen silent. Combined with what George said to him before, you're just someone else's boss. Won't you even take care of someone else's private life?

So, in her eyes, she regarded herself as her boss, so she invited him to dinner?

What if he's not his boss? After all, she didn't refuse even George.

The mobile phone suddenly rang. Yetingchen took a look. It was the housekeeper who called him. He picked it up.

"Master Shen, when will you be back?"

Night Tingchen looked at Han Muzi's eyebrows, pursed his lips and said, "soon."

"OK, the old man asked young master Shen to come back early."

"I see."

After hanging up, Han Muzi looked at his mobile phone and asked, "did your family urge you to go back?"

After asking, he didn't wait for yetingchen to answer. Instead, he added: "it's really late at this time. The president should go back early."

This made yetingchen frown directly and looked at the woman in front of him unhappily.

"You want me to go so much?"

Han Muzi: "

Of course she does. She doesn't want him to go. What can she do if she keeps him? She is anxious to call Su Jiu and ask her if there is a better way, because she can't feel any fluctuations in yetingchen's memory at present.

He was so calm when he saw himself.

"No." Han Muzi smiled, lowered her eyes and whispered, "would you agree if I asked you to stay?"

Smell speech, night Tingchen narrowed his eyes and stared at her dangerously.

"Are you sure?"

She thought he would refuse. Unexpectedly, he

"Cough." Han Muzi moved things into the kitchen, "you think I didn't say anything."

"You should be responsible for what you say." yetingchen stared at her back and said coldly, "otherwise don't open your mouth."

Han Muzi's step was a meal, and she looked back at him.

"What if one day you find that what you say has not been done?"

He said he would take good care of himself and Xiaomi Dou, but he had an accident and forgot her.

Han Muzi is not angry with him, but he loves him more.

No one can predict natural and man-made disasters.

Hearing this, yetingchen narrowed his eyes and looked at her with a touch of exploration. What the woman said was really strange.

"I won't. I'll do what I say."

Han Muzi smiled faintly: "then I'll wait for you to do what you say. Well, it's getting late. Go back first today. I've packed up yesterday's clothes. Don't forget to take them away."

Then she ignored yetingchen's reaction and went directly into the kitchen. When she finished cleaning up, the living room had returned to calm.

Han Muzi opened the door and took a look downstairs. Yetingchen's car disappeared.

It seems that he did leave.

She hurried back to her room and took out her cell phone to call Su Jiu.

When Su Jiu received her call, he was probably taking care of the children, and there was a child's voice around him.

"Secretary Su, I'm sorry to call you at this time. You..."

"It's all right, Miss Muzi. What's the matter?"

"Mom, mom..."

Han Muzi couldn't help laughing when she heard the child's voice calling Su Jiu from her mobile phone, "it's so energetic."

"Alas, children are noisy. It gives me a headache every day."

Han Muzi heard that there seemed to be a voice to get up. Su Jiu was coaxing her children, and soon everything was quiet.

"Miss Muzi, do you have any questions recently?"

"HMM." Han Muzi told Su Jiu what had happened recently and was very distressed: "I don't think he had any special reaction. Doesn't it mean that getting along with familiar people will stimulate the memory? But how do I feel... He doesn't seem to remember at all?"

Su Jiu thought for a moment, and then said, "in fact, this thing is not necessarily absolute, it's just a matter of probability, and... Listen to you, you don't seem to have a particularly close contact?"