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065 Cold War

The whole day, Mu Qingqing was anxious. Until now, she was already sitting in the car going back to that person's villa.

Treating the president to dinner was something she could push back for as long as she could. She always felt that something was wrong with their president. At least when he faced her, the aura he exuded made her very uncomfortable.

Sitting in the car, I suddenly thought of Cheng Moyan. I didn't say hello to him when I left last night, nor did I call him back. I wonder if he would be angry.

Then he shook his head again, it was better for him to be angry, so maybe he would chase her away.

In fact, it is strange to say that before yesterday, he lost his temper at her and gave her a lot of punishments. The relationship between the two was not very harmonious, but she was still wandering between love and hatred for him, and in the end she still...

Decide to love her like this, even if he doesn't accept her, even if he treats her badly.

But yesterday, her lateness and his anger made her completely lose her heart. Even though the love did not disappear, it still occupied most of her heart.

She thought it was because the relationship between the two had improved. People are like this. When their feelings get some response from that person, they will greedily ask for more. Once this extravagant request is not satisfied, they will

It's frustrating, especially for someone like her who has relatively simple feelings.

The car stopped on the street not far from the villa. Mu Qingqing gave the driver money, opened the door and got out of the car.

Maybe it was because he was afraid of running away last night, so his feet were still hurting now, but they were definitely much better than when he first sprained his ankle. Mu Qingqing twisted his feet slightly, trying to make his walking look normal.

Looking at the familiar building, she would be lying if she said she wasn't afraid, because she didn't know what kind of anger he would greet her.

Taking a deep breath, Mu Qingqing walked towards the building. When she reached the door, she patted her heart gently before ringing the doorbell. After a while, Mrs. Liu came and opened the door.

There were no leather shoes of his on the shoe rack, and she breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he hadn't come back yet, so she had time to prepare.

After changing her shoes, Mu Qingqing walked into the house. The next second, she was stunned in place, her heart in her throat.

On the sofa in the living room, the man was sitting with his back to her. Neither the doorbell nor her footsteps seemed to disturb him. He was concentrating on watching the financial program.

Mu Qingqing frowned, and after a while, she walked up to him with her heart in mind, like a child who had done something wrong, and murmured, "That...I..."

With two "pop" and "pop" sounds, Mu Qingqing's words were interrupted, and her face turned to one side.

The heart that had been raised all day today fell to the ground at this moment. Mu Qingqing looked at the remote control lying quietly on the ground and broke into two pieces, and breathed a sigh of relief. Her face and right eye were burning with pain, and she did not touch it.

At this moment, I don't know why my heart is so calm.

The man didn't speak. She stood aside and said nothing. She just picked up the remote control and put it on the table. Then she stepped back to the side, stood up straight, and looked forward.

She stood like this until Mrs. Liu came to ask them to eat.

She didn't move. She thought that she seemed to understand Cheng Moyan's thoughts at this moment. He would not want to dine with her, nor would he want her to move.

Sure enough, after Cheng Moyan responded lightly to Mrs. Liu, he turned off the TV, stood up, and walked towards the dining room, ignoring her.

Sister-in-law Liu stood aside after serving the food. She looked at the young master's gloomy expression and remembered that Mu Qingqing had not returned home last night. She sighed and did not dare to call Mu Qingqing or persuade the young master.

In fact, she blamed Mu Qingqing a little. She saw that the relationship between the two had improved, but now, she had messed it up again.




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