Until he landed, Nalan Ye's face was always stinky, he was wearing sunglasses and walking in front alone.
Yingying supported Muxiang. Although her legs were weak, Muxiang didn't want to burden others anymore, so she gritted her teeth and persisted. However, her physical recovery was very good, and even the doctor said that her physical condition was better than that of normal people.
Be strong.
After getting into the eye-catching white stretch luxury car, Mu Xiang and Nalan Ye came face to face. She hesitated and said, "I'm really sorry about what happened in the morning. It was just my instinct..."
"Instinct?" Nalan Ye quickly took off his glasses and put his dark blue left eye close to it. The smile on his handsome face seemed to be oozing, "Your instinctive reaction is quite special!"
Mu Xiang knew she was in the wrong, so she no longer defended herself, "Where are we going?"
Nalanye snorted coldly, put on his sunglasses again, leaned on the seat, "Airport."
"You are leaving? But why should I come with you?" Subconsciously, Mu Xiang was a little obsessed with Bai Bai's past. The place where she appeared was probably her home, even if it was not a happy period.
She couldn't help but want to touch her past.
Is it for a certain past?
Or... someone.
Nalan Yepi smiled but said, "Excuse me, Miss Muxiang, if you don't come with me, where are you going?"
Seeing that Mu Xiang frowned and was really thinking about this issue, he sneered and said, "You have neither money nor identity documents. Do you want to sleep on the street?"
"But, I have no reason to follow you!"
"I am your savior, don't you want to repay your kindness?"
"I……"
Nalan Ye waved his hand lazily, "That's it, you can work for me!"
Muxiang thought for a while, and it would not take a day or two to recover her memory. The top priority should indeed be to find a place to live first. After thinking about it, she nodded, "No problem!"
Nalan Ye adjusted to a more comfortable position and put one hand on the back of his head, "What do you know? Let's talk about it."
Muxiang tilted her head and thought hard, but she had no clue at all.
Nalan Ye didn't make it difficult for her, "OK, I'll ask you the answer."
Mu Xiang said "Yes" obediently.
Nalan Ye asked about positions one by one, starting from the senior management of their company. Muxiang always shook her head firmly after considering it very seriously, "No."
"Hey, you don't know how to do this or that, you always use a computer, right?" As he said that, he opened his portable computer, spread it out in front of her, and motioned for her to operate it.
Mu Xiang tried to reach out and touch the keyboards. Seeing her clumsy look, Nalan Ye already understood and closed the computer directly, "Okay, I know what you are suitable for."
Mu Xiang's eyes lit up, "What?"
He smiled, "You'll know when you get there."
Staring at his smile, Mu Xiang always had the illusion of being kidnapped on a pirate ship.
Until she stepped into the airport, she was a little confused. Nalanye strode towards the VIP lounge with relaxed steps. Yingying took out his special tea set and prepared afternoon tea for him. She looked pampered, as if
A French noblewoman who lived in the Middle Ages.
Staring at his new identity document, Mu Xiang looked at him again. If he could get all these things in such a short period of time, is he just an ordinary rich person?
"Staring at me like this will make me misunderstand that you are interested in me." Nalan Ye held the teacup, blew on it without raising his eyes, and took an elegant sip.
Mu Xiang suddenly remembered what Yingying had said, as long as it was a female, their young master would be interested in it. She couldn't help but shudder, stood up on the chair, and walked slowly to the door.
Ron had been staying outside conscientiously. When he saw her coming out, he politely said hello, "Miss Muxiang."
Muxiang lowered her eyes, "You don't have to come and go, just call me by my name."
If this really is her name.
At this time, Ron stared not far away and said suspiciously, "Those people have been walking around here for a long time. They seem to be looking for someone?"
Just as Mu Xiang was about to turn around, Yingying came over and said, "Sister Mu Xiang, you are not feeling well yet. Come in and sit for a while and have something to eat."
"Oh, thank you." Muxiang followed her in, took a piece of cake, and ate it slowly.
Nalan Ye drank tea and looked at her. He found that when she was quiet, she seemed to be shrouded in a mysterious shadow, exuding a mysterious aura from head to toe. He had seen countless women at night, so naturally
It can be seen that this is not only because of her amnesia, but also because of her deep sense of self-protection. Unless it is someone she recognizes, she will indifferently exclude them.
He was actually a little curious, what was this woman's heart like?
At this moment, Mu Xiang suddenly raised her eyes and looked into his probing eyes without warning, "Staring at me like this will make me misunderstand that you are interested in me."
Nalan Ye was stunned for a moment, then her ears turned red for the first time, and she felt embarrassed that someone had taken advantage of her. He said the same sentence as a tease, but she said it as a fact.
"Ahem, Ron, is it time to get ready to board the plane?"
"Yes, Master."
He stood up, put on his sunglasses, turned around gracefully, not losing his gorgeous aura, "Let's go."
Yingying packed her things and winked at Muxiang, "Sister Muxiang, the young master didn't object~"
Mu Xiang thought about it seriously, "That's because I'm also a female."
"Haha..." Yingying laughed at her cold joke. Outside, Nalan Ye did not go far, but slowed down and stretched his ears involuntarily.
"Master, what are you listening to?" Ron also came over.
Nalan Ye pondered, looked back and asked, "Ron, do you think Mu Xiang fell in love with me at first sight?"
Ron was stuck on the spot. He was really doubtful. Asking such a question, how could the young master not blush and be out of breath?
"Master, actually Mu Xiang..."
Nalan Ye didn't really want to listen to his answer. He put his hands in his pockets and walked forward thoughtfully, "How should I refuse her? After all, she is what I use to deal with the old woman.
It wouldn’t be good if weapons involve personal feelings.”
Ron was beating his chest and feet behind him. He really wanted to say loudly, "Master, you think too much!"