Who Says I Don't Love You

"Speechless?" Mu Yichen looked at me condescending: "while acting in front of me and pretending to be poor, he broke up with Zhengyu and was reluctant to divorce. Mo Yuhan, you are really good at it!"

Hearing this, I couldn't help trembling in my calm eyes. But it soon recovered. I don't want to explain. Since he already knows, it's good.

You don't have to hide and tuck in for fear of being discovered by him.

"Thank you, Mr. Mu!" I smiled faintly, pretending to be beautiful and generous.

Mu Yichen's face was deeply despised. The dark tide surged in his eyes. Seeing that I was ready to leave, he asked angrily, "where are you going?"

I turned around and smiled: "Mr. mu, do I even have this freedom?"

"Going to tryst with a man again?" Mu Yichen sneered.

I took a deep breath, pressed down the unhappiness in my heart, and said impatiently, "can I find Jiawei?"

"Report to the company at 1:30 p.m."

"I won't go!" I refused, thinking that I not only slapped Mu Yibai in the face, but also hit him on the forehead. Now I want to go to the company. When he sees me, I have to take off my skin if I don't die.

"You have no right to choose!" Mu Yichen looked at me like a warning. I snorted coldly and slammed the door.

I found Ding Jiawei alone and planned to ask. This fact is too strange. As long as I remember, my heart is stuffy.

"Jiawei, what happened last night?"

"Tell me first why you were with Zhengyu last night?" obviously, Ding Jiawei was more worried than me.

"He sent me a message with a picture of Lecong tied to a chair. I thought he kidnapped Lecong, so I went to the hotel!"

"This bastard, I knew it. It's not that simple."

"Do you think I'm really fooling around with Zhengyu?"

"How can it be? You haven't slept with him before. I won't believe it at this moment."

"Believe me, I won't do that. Maybe it's just you."

In this case, I feel much more comfortable if someone can trust me. Unlike Mu Yichen, the devil tortures me every day.

"How on earth did you know?"

"When I saw you running out of the bar, I knew something must have happened. Later, I started chasing you with Bao Yifan. Finally, I saw you enter the Maltese hotel."

"How did you get in? How did you know I was in that room?"

"Bao Yifan hurriedly called the security guard. Finally, when the manager came out, he took us to the surveillance video room, so that we could determine your room."

"How did Mu Yichen know?"

"Bao Yifan called, but I didn't call!" Jiawei stood up and pretended that it was none of her business. "Maybe he thought that one more person and one more helper!"

"Oh!"

"Mu Yichen came like a lightning bolt, but when he saw you naked and rolling sheets with Zhengyu, you don't know how scary his face was. It's estimated that he wanted to break Zhengyu into pieces at that time."

"So what?"

"How's it going? Are you stupid? He's still in love with you! Can't you see that?" Ding Jiawei raised her eyebrows and pushed me with her arm.

"Impossible!" I said I didn't agree with her because she had never seen how mu Yichen tortured me.

"I feel that Zhengyu deliberately wanted to disgust Mu Yichen, so he said those words last night."

"What did he say?"

"Don't you remember?"

"I drank too much yesterday, you know."

"Shall I repeat it to you?"

"Of course, why else would I come to you?"

"Then listen! Don't hit me and don't get excited!"

"Good!"

Jiawei began to talk confidently: "he said you said his wife told Mu Yichen to stay away from you. He also said that you didn't want to divorce him because of the old relationship. Therefore, he took the initiative to ask him to go to the hotel to catch up with the old. He also said that your husband and wife often go out to have sex, because it's more exciting..."

"Well, I see. Don't go on."

"I'll say it! If you don't stop me, I can't say it myself. I really don't see that Zhengyu is such a disgusting person."

"He just wanted to annoy Mu Yichen!"

"By the way, Mu Yichen warned Zhengyu yesterday that Lecong was his daughter. Let Zhengyu stay away from Lecong, otherwise he will be doomed. To tell the truth, even I, an outsider, was very moved at that time."

"Don't be cheated by him. He's just angry! Did you see my mobile phone last night? Why can't I find Zhengyu's information today!"

"We saw it last night. I don't know why there is no record. I think Zhengyu did something, because when we want to check the mobile phone, he seems very confident."

"Well, I see." I know I can't prove my innocence at all. It's futile to say anything without evidence. Forget it! As long as Lotto is good, I don't care about anything else.

At noon, I invited Ding Jiawei and Bao Yifan to dinner to thank them for their rescue last night. As soon as they sat down in the hot pot shop, Mu Yichen came in.

"Why is he here?" I was stunned and looked dissatisfied.

"I shouted." Bao Yifan stood up happily and waved to Mu Yichen: "Yichen, this way."

Immediately, Mu Yichen walked gracefully and sat down beside Bao Yifan.

He was dressed neatly in a suit and shoes. Where did he look like eating hot pot?

"It's unbelievable that the president of Tangtang ex group should come here for dinner." I said bitterly, with a mockery on my face.

I just want to invite Bao Yifan and Ding Jiawei to dinner to thank them for their help yesterday. I never thought he would come.

"Hot pot, the joy of the people, why can't I come?" Mu Yichen took off his coat and loosened his tie.

I rolled my eyes with dissatisfaction and didn't speak again. I remember, Mu Yichen can't eat spicy food.

"Waiter, come to a spicy pot bottom. Remember, it must be very spicy." I shouted loudly, then turned around and looked at Mu Yichen: "is mu always OK?"

Mu Yichen's mouth was slightly raised, silent, and a look like you're in charge.

The red hot pot bottom was brought up by the waiter. Looking at the dense Chaotianjiao floating in the soup, my eyes stared at the boss and swallowed my saliva subconsciously.

I can't help sighing that the boss is sincere! Won't you lose money doing business like this?

When the electric hot pot is turned on, the soup in the pot begins to boil. A strong spicy flavor, mixed with pure fragrance, is introduced into our sense of smell.

Ding Jiawei stepped forward to take a deep breath, slightly closed her eyes, enjoyed her face, and gave a satisfied praise, "it's really fragrant!"

Mu Yichen's face remained calm, could not see any emotion, and his eyes seemed to fall on me.

"What? Afraid?"

I came back to my senses, calmed down my panic and looked stubborn, "who's afraid? If Mu always doesn't dare to eat, I can order you an egg fried rice."

As soon as my voice fell, I saw Mu Yichen pick up a piece of beef roll and put it into the hot pot. After a few seconds, put it into your mouth without hesitation.

I was stunned! He ate it! Can't he be a little spicy?

I couldn't help it. I also picked up a beef roll. After it was cooked, I picked it up and the meat was right in front of me. In my heart, I have shaken many times, but it is still covered with dark red chili oil.

Secretly sipped his mouth and saliva rolled in his throat. He gritted his teeth, opened his mouth and ate in‘ Clap, clap, clap, and Mu Yichen smiled.

This spicy taste is really not covered. The beef roll rolled in my mouth, hot and hot. It's hard for me to tell what it's like.

After a while, a cold sweat broke out on my forehead. "It tastes great. Eat it! You all eat it!" I forced out a smile and said hello. Then he poured a plate of beef rolls into the pot.

A few minutes later, when the soup was hot again, I picked up the leaky spoon, a full spoon, and poured it into the muyichen bowl.

"President Mu, eat!"

Bao Yifan suddenly looked silly, "cough... Can you stop..."

"Mu always likes to eat, so he has to eat more. He comes to this small shop and makes it bright." I have a generous respect and a sincere smile on my face.

I got up and went to the counter, took a bottle of water for Bao Yifan, and brought myself a drink made by the boss, called 'fire extinguisher'.

But when I came back, I found that there was an unprecedented bowl of water in front of Mu Yichen. I watched him pick up the cooked meat, first pass it in clean water, and then feed it into his mouth.

"Mr. mu, if you can't eat, don't force it. After all, it doesn't accord with your grade and taste. If you don't say it, you waste this pot of delicious food." I look serious and mean something.