The Boss is Very Busy

MuMian also has a part-time job handing out flyers in the morning. She is indeed short of money now, so she has not quit this job.

The girl’s voice is clear and sweet: "Hello, pay attention to our beauty salon, thank you."

Braving the flames above his head, MuMian was holding a stack of leaflets in his hand. Passers-by came and went in a hurry. Some people couldn't help stopping when they saw the beautiful girl and took the leaflets.

Soon MuMian had a lot less flyers in hand. The sun was dazzling and strong above the girl’s slender body. She frowned her beautiful eyebrows, raised her collar with her fingertips, and sweated slightly on her back. .

MuMian was going to take a break first. She went to the canteen to buy mineral water and bread, and drank a small bottle after slurping.

The girl was sitting on the bench, nibbling on the soft bread, holding a mobile phone in one hand, to see if there was any less laborious part-time job.

She pursed her lips, turned off the phone, glanced over the front inadvertently, her eyes stopped slightly.

A slender figure in the field of vision was in the eyes of many passers-by. He walked his slender legs across the sidewalk quietly and walked from the opposite side. As he approached, his vague face gradually became clear.

The brawny young man’s short brown hair was dazzled by the dazzling light, as if covered with a thin layer of gold, he was covered with a black coat, the zipper was still at the top, and the black long sleeves were printed with two White bars, clothes hooded quietly draped behind him.

Getting closer...The young boy's dark black eyes are like misty stars glowing, and the faces that confuse sentient beings are crystal clear as jade.

Wearing a white Bluetooth headset on his fair ears, he puts his hands in his pockets, and his pace is slow, adding a touch of unruly throughout his life.

It's like a teenager walking out of a comic, glowing from head to toe.

MuMian then discovered that the girls beside him seemed to be looking at that person, and slowed down one by one, watching the teenager whispering.

The person's eyes suddenly looked over, and MuMian looked at him. The bamboo-looking young man was beautiful, almost impeccably beautiful and expressionless, staring quietly at this side.

The two people looked at each other through the wind, as if sending some signal.

Soon this kind of strangeness was broken, MuMian saw a girl in a black dress coming over and gently holding the boy's arm.

The girl squinted and smiled. Not far away, she saw that the girl seemed to be talking to the teenager.

The brain barely had time to operate, and was pulled back by a sound.

MuMian raised his head, and there was a handsome boy in front of him. The corner of his eye was slightly raised. It was obviously peachy eyes, which were inexplicably more calculating on his face.

It's Qin Yang.

Qin Yang smiled at the sitting girl.

"Mianmian, I finally found you."

MuMian stood up, looked at him blankly, and then frowned slightly.

"What are you doing here?"

The original owner often handed out flyers in this area, and Qin Yang was able to find it. MuMian was not surprised.

Qin Yang moved closer, and he pulled the girl's sleeves and stood in front of her.

"Mianmian, I am very worried about you. I can rest assured when I see you, don't feel sad anymore? I have not seen you for so long, I miss you."

MuMian frowned and pulled out the sleeves directly, her delicate brows slightly cold.

"I said, don't show up in front of me again."

Qin Yang's face stiffened slightly, he sighed, seemingly helpless.

"Don't be angry, okay, I have already apologized and explained it. I, Qin Yang, haven't contacted any girl except you. Just believe me, OK?"