Systematic Director’s Tender Love

Zhao Donghan held the phone and couldn't help muttering in his heart:

Are you pregnant? Is this lady pregnant again? Amazing, Mu Yichen's little uncle!

When she heard the beep on the phone, she realized that the other party had already cut off the phone.

She pouted her lips in dissatisfaction. What is this man anxious about? She hasn't finished her words yet, and she hasn't had time to mention Zhou's housekeeper to him!

Butler Zhou walked up and said worriedly:

"Miss Zhao..."

Thinking that Steward Zhou was worried about being driven away, Zhao Donghan interrupted him and comforted him:

"Don't worry, I succeeded in gaining Mu Shao's trust just now. I advised him not to drink, he has listened to it. A drunk person is easy to deal with, just just coax a few words. I'll give him again immediately. Make a call and ask him to keep you."

As soon as Zhao Donghan's words fell, a cold voice rang in his ears:

"It doesn't have to be so troublesome. If you have anything, you can talk in person."

As soon as the door opened, Mu Yichen's tall and straight figure walked out of the room. On the handsome face, there was a smile but a smile. The two thin and **** lips pressed lightly, evoking a wild curve upward. He walked towards Zhao Donghan step by step, exuding the aura of the king from all over his body.

The sudden appearance of Mu Yichen made Zhao Donghan a pair of beautiful eyes. The cold air floating under the man's eyes made her immediately aware of the danger. I couldn't help stiffening my back, the whole body was instinctively guarded, and even the words became stuttered:

"You, how do you know that I was the one who called just now?"

A step away from her, the man suddenly stopped. Looking at her condescendingly, he said unhurriedly:

"Originally I was only skeptical, but now you admit it yourself, I can be absolutely sure. Come on, how do you want to die?"

Zhao Donghan was so upset that he wanted to bite the tip of his tongue. How could she be so stupid? He didn't even wait for the other party to be interrogated, so he didn't make a move. She half dropped her eyelashes, afraid to look directly into each other's eyes. Swallowing nervously, and honestly said:

"I want to live to be a hundred, and then die of old age..."

Mu Yichen couldn't help but sneered, shrugged, and said regretfully:

"Your good wish, I am afraid it will be difficult to realize this life. Why, now I know that I am afraid? Since I have the courage to impersonate my elders, I should have the courage to bear the consequences."

"How did you discover that something was wrong? I clearly imitated it perfectly, without flaws, and shouldn't arouse your suspicion."

She bit her pink lips, glanced at him timidly, and murmured.

Mu Yichen ignored her, but suddenly turned his eyes to the side and scolded the servants who were standing aside watching the excitement:

"What are you doing here? If you don't want to sleep, go out and clean the courtyard all night!"

"Sorry, we will leave right away."

The servants leaned over to Mu Yichen, and then everyone dispersed in danger. In an instant, there were only six people left in the corridor: Mu Yichen, Zhao Donghan, Zhou Guanjia, A Zhu, and two bodyguards.

Taking advantage of this time, Housekeeper Zhou reminded Zhao Donghan in a low voice:

"I just wanted to tell you, Master He... there is no aunt at all."

Zhao Donghan's expression turned pale in an instant, and she was miserable now. Just now she claimed to be Mu Yichen's aunt, taking advantage of it. Now that things have been revealed, this grumpy man will kill her?

Wait, since he doesn't have a sister, what's the matter with the eight children he just said? In the next second, he suddenly reacted. She glared at Mu Yichen fiercely, this guy dared to fool her!

"Next, I ask you a question."

Mu Yichen clasped his hands on his back, and said calmly, "I will decide how to punish you based on your answer."

"You ask, I must answer seriously."

She rubbed her nose and said flatly.

"Actually, from the beginning, you were exposed. Because you forgot one thing, that is-I have caller ID."

The man took out the phone unhurriedly and shook it in front of her twice, "And one thing that makes me feel a little puzzled is the name on the phone."

His mobile phone screen is very wide, so the contact name on it is not only Zhao Donghan, but also the housekeeper and Azhu standing next to him can be seen clearly. There are two words written on it-wife, and below is Zhao Donghan's mobile phone number.

"I hope you can explain, what is going on?"

When Zhao Donghan's gaze fell on the two dazzling words, he couldn't help but pause. In his big beautiful eyes, there was a charming light. The sweet feeling spread throughout the atrium.

It turned out that he noted her phone like this.

It turned out that he not only changed the contact name on her phone, but also his own.

Suddenly, she thought of just now, the hurtful words he had said in her room, her eyes dimmed involuntarily. These rich boys, everyone plays games very seriously, and there is often no lower limit.

I remember that Xu Wenxuan could even confess to a man when he was playing Truth or Dare. Mu Yichen saved her mobile phone number as his wife in order to make a routine for her. It was nothing more than a finger move, and it was nothing to fuss about.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help feeling a little frustrated. Not only did she bear no hatred for Mu Yichen to her, she also cared about him over and over here. Not only did they not appreciate her, they also asked her for trouble. In the middle of the night, she didn't sleep well in the room, and came here to do these thankless things. Is she crazy?

Zhao Dong laughed coldly, looked at the man's gaze, and went cold:

"The phone is yours, why do you want me to explain it? You just keep this kind of remarks on the phone, and I haven't asked you to settle the account yet! What qualifications do you have to question me?"

"Seeing this, I am puzzled. How can I have a wife if I am not married? Even if I have a girlfriend, it is impossible for me to have such a bad taste. I like your style. Therefore, I don't think, I entered this title myself."

His gaze stared at her for an instant, and his pupils were full of inquiry, "Therefore, the only possibility is that after someone else gives you to me, you see that I am handsome, and you have a love for me. .You thought about me, dreaming of wishing to be able to climb into my bed, but never got my pity. So, you secretly took it away while I was not paying attention or when I was asleep My mobile phone. I found a corner where no one is, and while smirking slyly, I typed in your phone number and the title that you don’t deserve. Even if you don’t get it, you will have a dry addiction. How, I guessed completely right?"