Qi Yun didn't open the door. Her first reaction was to run back to Song Muyu and ask her if she wanted to open the door.
Frankly speaking, Qi Yun didn't want to open up and wanted to slap Song Xun with a big mouth.
She can't look good on a man who sows his seeds freely.
At this time, Song Muyu was still in the bathroom and did not come out.
She had no choice but to knock on the door.
Song Muyu's voice came from inside. "Qi Yun, what's the matter?"
"Miss Song, Mr. Song Xun is knocking on the door, but I haven't opened the door for him yet," Qi Yun said.
Song Muyu was taken aback, very stunned.
Song Xun came to see her. He didn't come last night, so why did he suddenly come to see her again today?
She calmed down her emotions a little and said, "Go and open the door for him. Just say I'm taking a shower and I'll go out later."
"Yes!" After receiving the order, Qi Yun turned around and opened the door. Sure enough, Song Xun was still standing at the door.
The moment the door opened, Song Xun glanced at Qi Yun, "Where is Song Muyu?"
"Mr. Song, Miss Song is taking a bath, please wait a moment." Qi Yun asked him to come in, with the same expressionless face.
Song Xun frowned, glanced at Qi Yun, and asked, "Are you Rui Rui's assistant to Mu Yu?"
Qi Yun looked calm: "Does Mr. Song want to check his household registration? Does it matter who arranged it?"
Song Xun narrowed his eyes and looked much colder.
But Qi Yun didn't give him a good look. She just said indifferently and distantly: "What would you like to drink, Mr. Song?"
"Don't drink!" Song Xun said coldly: "You can leave first!"
Qi Yun glanced at Song Xun and said softly: "I'm sorry, Mr. Song, you have no right to order me. I only take orders from Miss Song."
Song Xun frowned and said again: "Song Muyu and I have something to say. Is it convenient for you to be here?"
"I will go back to the room when you guys talk later, and I won't listen to what you say." Qi Yun said, "Of course, all this must be done with Miss Song's permission."
In other words, she would not obey Song Xun's orders.
Song Xun's eyes were deep and sharp, falling on Qi Yun's face. He didn't get angry, but his eyes were a bit cold.
Qi Yun ignored it completely.
Although Song Xun said he wouldn't drink, Qi Yun still went to pour a cup of tea and put the tea cup on the table.
Song Xun glanced at the tea and said lightly: "Thank you."
"Mr. Song, you're welcome."
"You also have opinions on me?" Song Xun still clearly felt the girl's hostility towards him, just like Rui Rui, he was very disgusted.
Qi Yun's eyes flashed and she said: "Mr. Song may have misunderstood. You and I have no intersection or interests."
"You mean you have no hostility towards me?"
"right!"
"Lie!" Song Xun snorted coldly.
Qi Yun: "..."
Little sister Song Muyu hasn't come out yet.
Song Xun sat on the sofa. After waiting for a long time, he had lost all his patience. He raised his wrist and looked at his watch. The time hand showed that twenty minutes had passed.
It's been so long since I entered the house.
But Song Muyu hasn't come out yet.
He couldn't help but ask: "What on earth is Song Muyu doing? Why don't you come out?"
"Mr. Song, I told you just now. Miss Song was taking a shower. She had just taken a shower when you came. Naturally, it took a long time to come out. If Mr. Song doesn't have the patience to wait, you can leave first." Qi Yun naturally didn't give him any good advice.
manner.
In her opinion, Song Xun bullied Song Muyu too much.
She does have a bad attitude towards Song Xun and she dislikes him very much.
The man saw it, but so what?
Did he not know what he had done?
"Go and ask!" Song Xun said, "If she doesn't come out yet, I will go in and invite her."
Qi Yun frowned and asked, "Mr. Song, do you want to be a gangster?"
Song Xun chewed these two words playfully: "Rogue?"
Qi Yun did not go in to invite Song Muyu, but looked at Song Xun indifferently, making it clear that she would not invite Song Muyu, and would just wait here.
That's the attitude anyway, if you don't have the patience, you can just get out.
Quite a personality!
Song Xun looked at Qi Yun's indifferent little face and frowned. Sure enough, what kind of master would be the kind of subordinate he raises.
This attitude is clearly the same as Rui Rui's.
He stood up and prepared to go find Song Muyu himself.
As a result, as soon as he took a step, Qi Yun blocked his way. "Mr. Song, please respect yourself."
"You go and invite them for me, I'll go and invite them myself!" Song Xun said coldly.
Qi Yun has already taken a stance, and if he wants to force his way in, she doesn't mind taking action.
Anyway, the young master's order to her was to protect Miss Song.
Naturally, she wanted to ensure Miss Song's safety.
The atmosphere between the two people instantly became tense, and the atmosphere seemed to be getting more and more tense.
Suddenly, the bedroom door opened, and Song Muyu was seen standing there with a pale face. His hair was wrapped in a hairband, and he must not have been dried.
Moreover, she also changed into a conservative two-piece home suit with very thick fabric.
She walked out with a white towel around her neck.
When she saw Song Xun, her face was very pale and she said to Qi Yun: "Qi Yun, please go back to the room first. I will call you if anything happens."
Qi Yun glanced at her, nodded, and then walked to her room.
As soon as Qi Yun left, Song Xun and Song Muyu were the only ones in the living room.
Song Muyu said: "I wonder what brings brother here now?"
Song Xun said nothing, but looked up and down at Song Muyu with sharp eyes, feeling that his face was so white that it was a bit dazzling.
"Are you sick?" Song Xun suddenly asked.
Song Muyu felt weak and her heartbeat sped up inexplicably. She cleared her throat slightly and said, "No, thank you for your concern."
"You look very pale!" Song Xun said again.
Song Muyu was stunned and said: "Oh, it's okay, that's why I don't put on makeup!"
Song Xun's sharp gaze fell on her face again.
Song Muyu didn't dare to look at her. Her eyes were averted, and she was indeed a little nervous.
Song Xun will not know about the miscarriage under any circumstances.
There is no point in talking more.
Song Xun looked at her indifferently and asked, "Do you think I haven't seen you without makeup?"
Song Muyu froze there, the bright light came down and shone on her excessively pale face, like a vampire, too pale and without any blood at all.
But her eyes were so firm and powerful. After a slight flash, there was a hint of determination, as if she had made a decision.
She said: "It's just dysmenorrhea. My aunt has more menstrual cramps, which means she lost too much blood, so her face is so pale. It makes my brother worried. I'm really sorry."
Song Xun was stunned and frowned: "Is your aunt here?"
Song Muyu nodded.
"I remember your menstrual period is not today." His tone was so sure, as if he was asserting that she was lying.
This chapter has been completed!