The body that was trembling with fear was tightly held by the opponent's arms, and the chaotic heartbeat sounded in his ears, and Yang Yuran's sanity gradually returned.
The person hugging her was a living person, not an evil spirit coming to claim her life!?
It shouldn't be said. She and Fan Sirui just overturned the plan to use the scandalous actress, so they didn't owe any bad consequences.
Stopping his wandering thoughts, he raised his head to look at his savior, and Qin Muyu's deep and handsome facial features came into view.
"You, I, didn't ask you to go back first?"
Yang Yuran asked incoherently, her body was extremely weak and she didn't have the strength to struggle much, so she let the other party hold her.
It may be that she is more greedy for the other person's warmth. Anyway, there will be a normal person here, and she will feel more at ease.
Qin Muyu gently wiped away the physiological tears hanging in the corners of her eyes with his index finger, and answered patiently in a soft voice.
"I had a meeting in the evening, and I saw your message just after the meeting. I went to the training room to look for you, and the cleaning lady said that you had just left. I sent you a message but you didn't reply. I went to the basement and saw you running around alone with your head in your hands.
, so I chased after him."
One thing he didn't tell was that after he chased her, Yang Yuran ran faster, as if he thought he was a pervert, and shouted not to take over her body.
Those two thick and long eyelashes were fluttering and fluttering, making her envious, and thoughts of strong colors appeared in her mind.
"Thanks."
"Sister, I'm sorry, I just disturbed you to sleep. I'll try to call you right after I get off work at noon."
With her heartbeat gone and responsibility returned, Yang Yuran couldn't leave half of the boy band behind. After all, the Zhou family father and daughter were the noble ones who helped her when she was in the most difficult time.
Has the father who loved her come back? She shouted out the password to the room lock with all her strength.
Yang's father gave him the position, and Yang Yuran hesitated whether to go back. The publicity department represents the company's image, and if there is any crisis in the company, she will know it immediately, and she needs to lead her subordinates to find a way to resolve it.
Noticed the time in the upper right corner of the screen, it was 8:53. There was not much time left before the morning meeting with the Zai Zai, so I was the first to send a sarcastic message with a gun and a stick.
It's Qin Muyu, not Father Yang...
Yang Yuran slapped an egg on her right eye. You can feel her strength from the word "漼", so I guess just sticking it on it won't be of much use.
Yang Yuran turned his head, shook off the other person's hand, faced the window to hide his guilty conscience, cleared his throat and replied: "Ahem, I'm not uncomfortable, I'm much better, thank you."
When I got my phone back and saw no new information, I estimated that Yang Fei could bear it for about half an hour.
With strong self-will, her strength gradually returned, she opened her mouth and bit the tail stuck in front of her face, and the fishy-sweet liquid rushed down her throat.
"Go and sit in the restaurant to apply the compress. Breakfast will be ready in ten minutes."
I thought I had already cultivated an indestructible body, but it turns out I still have no ambition.
Yang Yuran deduced based on the knowledge she just mastered and concluded that she had nightmares because her cell phone was always placed under her pillow?
There was quiet and ethereal piano music playing in the car. She took a few sips and put the cup back, quietly looking out the window at the scenery passing by quickly.
"My face is so red. Is the air conditioner turned on a little too high? Is it uncomfortable to mix hot and cold?"
Yang Yuran took the cup based on his feeling, held it with both hands, put it in front of his mouth and blew on it.
Qin Muyu pinched the edge of the walnut bedside table with his right hand, restraining his desire to hold the weakling back in his arms.
Yang Yuran took a sip of the bitter coffee and asked calmly: "Aren't you very busy?"
To be honest, Yang Yuran's heart had been moved, but it only lasted for a long time when her best friend said she was sober in the world.
In Hangzhou in mid-June, the temperature at noon was as high as around 35°, and at night the temperature was as low as around 22°.
"Based on what I know about your dad, I feel that most of his people are impure. Think about it, how much he loves face. Even if he dotes on Yang Fei, he only takes Yang Fei to important events for three years before giving up the position of executive director.
To Yang Fei. Seventy to eighty percent of the important shareholders of your company have been changed a long time ago. Everyone is very unfamiliar with you. The fact that he allows you to parachute into the company means that there is something more important to him than the issue of lowering face with Youyou's mouth.
It happens that something like this is closely related to you, so you might as well hang on to it for a while longer."
But when I woke up, I could see the yellowish glow of the bedside lamp, and the meager warmth was better than nothing.
"I understand. Don't turn off the bedside lamp. If something happens, just call me like before."
Qin Muyu took away Yang Yuran's cell phone and put it into the pocket of his custom-made trousers.
Fortunately, the pain made her consciousness clearer, and she heard someone in the distance knocking on the door eagerly and calling her nickname over and over again.
As if to take care of her desire to escape, he touched her finger lightly with the cup.
As someone who went to buy melatonin online, Yang Yuran seemed to have no reason to refuse.
"You know you're not lovable but you still bother people. You say one thing and do another. You are the ghost and you are the god. It's off-putting."
Yang Fei!
The ridicule echoed in his mind, and the tail around his neck and waist tightened again. Yang Yuran felt that his body was about to be broken, and he let out a painful cry.
"OK, thanks."
Yang Yuran covered her head with a quilt and stubbornly refused: "No, no, you can go back to sleep. I hate others watching me sleep, and I can't sleep anymore."
For the next four hours, she slept extremely noisily. In her dream, either Sadako crawled out of the phone, or Yang Fei showed off her nine tails in front of her.
"Is my tail pretty?"
The tempting question was like an ecstasy soup, and she could only answer the word "want".
"Drink some hot tea."
"I,"
When she was young, Father Yang always liked to call her by her nickname, Ran Ran!
Yang Yuran in the dream may have been suppressed by the opponent's size and aura, nodded timidly, and replied dully: "Beautiful."
"How dare you resist, that's interesting."
Yang Yuran stood up to grab it, but the thought only flashed past, and he sat back on the dining chair.
She silently apologized to Qin Muyu from the bottom of her heart. Some things and people did not belong to her, and she would choose to stay away from them from the beginning. Useless attempts to cross the line were either brave or reckless, and would only result in injuries all over her body.
After waiting for three or four minutes, no one spoke. She held the phone in front of her and looked at it. The ticking seconds showed that she was still talking.
Place the order and the new phone number will be connected.
Sitting in a restaurant, I opened Moubao and Moudong, switched to compare sleep aids, and selected melatonin and eye patches among hundreds of products.
She can be regarded as holding an important position, and Yang's father also gave her a bigger pie and told her to work hard for two years and she would take over Yang Fei's position.
The last thing I wanted to see in the morning was this name, and the other party was pointing the gun at me.
No, she is her mother's last shield. She can no longer have expectations for Father Yang. She must always remain aloof.
When asked about the reason, I received a very professional answer: "Clamps and nightmares during sleep are sometimes caused by calcium deficiency. It is better for girls to eat more spinach and milk."
Yang Yuran, on the other hand, did not have any mood swings or even respond. He calmly waited for the other party to reveal his intentions behind his good intentions.
She dreamed of the red nine-tailed fox Yang Fei again. This time the nine-tailed fox was several times bigger than her. Yang Feihu lay proudly on its side, looking down at her tiny body, and asked her in a shrill voice.
Qin Muyu left his instructions and left dejectedly.
The actions of snatching back and forth were so ambiguous. She had already installed a copy of the home monitoring software on Zhou Yuanyuan's computer.
Put the phone on the edge of the bay window three meters away, return to the bed, put his finger on the bedside light switch, and remember Qin Muyu's words, it doesn't matter if you make a wrong choice.
Yang Yuran paused, recalling how embarrassed he had just been, feeling extremely ashamed.
"After you finish eating, pick him up. He will be anxious for a while."
Qin Muyu first escorted her to the passenger seat, took away her clothes and put them on her arms. He opened the car door, helped her sit up, buckled her seat belt, covered her body again, and tucked her in tightly.
When she returned home, she declined Qin Muyu's offer to give her a hot cup of milk. It was an out-of-control emergency situation in the parking lot, and she still had to keep her distance at other times.
The horror novel deep in her memory appeared in her mind, and the heroine's state before she was replaced was so similar to hers.
"Don't say sorry to me. Let's go. I have hot tea in the car. It will make you feel better if you drink it."
He turned his back to Qin Muyu and said in a harsh voice, "I'm fine. Go to sleep."
So, Yang Yuran kept a good mood and went to the company. He came to his 404 office, made instant coffee, and leisurely called the other party back.
After a few seconds of weighing the pros and cons, a new message came: Sister, I know you don't like me, and I usually try to avoid places where you often go. I won't bother you with trivial matters. Please call me back.
Well, the specific time for the dinner has been decided.
Qin Muyu handed the twisted cup to Yang Yuran.
The little girl is waiting for her father's protection and for her father to fulfill all the promises he made to her as a child.
After a while, I fell into sleep.
The tail swinging behind Yang Fei suddenly grew longer, flew towards Yang Yuran, and wrapped around her body. Her breathing became difficult, and her body couldn't help but twitch.
After hanging up twice, the message came: Sister, I haven't messed with you recently. Are you busy or are you angry with me?
There are unknown traps hidden in the tea-scented information. Once she ignores it to the end, Yang Fei is sure to find Yang's father with fresh evidence in the evening and accuse her of being unreasonable and arrogant.
Yang Fei apologized sincerely. Ordinary people would inevitably feel guilty after hearing such considerate words.
Qin Muyu took off his black coat and put it on Yang Yuran. After getting her nod, he took her wrist and walked to 911.
I heard an issue talking about some of the bad habits of modern young people. Among them, they like to put their mobile phones on the bed or next to the bed.
"Ran Ran, I'll sit by the bed and watch over you."
When she appeared next to Qin Muyu in the morning with dark circles under her eyes, the other party handed her a peeled hard-boiled egg as expected.
"Do you want to own it?"
The body was entangled with a pair of big hands pulling out the tail, and the call gradually came closer.
After looking through the comments and finding no objections, she took it as a given.
Unconsciously, after half an hour, 911 entered the garage of her Xiaoshan apartment.
She raised her hands to cover her eyes, fearing that tears would flow out unsatisfactorily. She always laughed at Mother Yang's delay in waking up, and it turned out that there was also a little girl living in her heart.
The implication was that she was very busy and still had time to talk a lot. Yang Feirang choked and said "uh" and did not answer the words.
"I have too many projects that need to be reviewed and approved every day in Huatian. I rarely get eight hours of sleep. Like my elder sister, I get up on time at 7 a.m. I'm sorry, it's my younger sister who didn't think carefully enough. I heard
Dad said that he called you on Monday and asked you to come back to Huatian. He has vacated the position of general manager of the publicity department. Doesn’t my sister like it? "
Go up to the second floor alone and take a hot bath. Taking a bath is as magical as sleeping, and can help people get rid of fatigue.
With the confidence of peace of mind, I had a delicious breakfast, but I was a little regretful that Qin Muyu replaced my favorite orange juice with milk.
He gave a forced smile out of embarrassment and prepared to run away: "You eat first, I'll go take a call."
Suddenly, a big hand touched her forehead, followed closely by a concerned inquiry.
The key point is that Qin Muyu is right. If Yang Fei waits for a long time, the other party will definitely complain and smear her. Yang Fei can wait for only ten minutes. If Yang Fei dares to have emotions, she can use Yang Fei's usual tricks to bite her back.
, showing that she is very busy with work, and Yang Fei also makes a lot of trouble.
If you bite Qin Muyu's red ears, will his eyelashes tremble faster? That broken scene of being unable to escape must be beautiful.
After drying my hair, I fell into my soft bed, my face pressed against the pure cotton pillow, and the feeling of comfort rushed to my head.
As she called, she was completely freed from the nightmare. She slowly opened her eyes and saw the man above her body. His outline gradually became clearer.
Yang Yuran looked at the man close at hand, trying to distract herself and look away, but her eyes always lingered on the mole on the bridge of his nose intentionally or unintentionally, and then she was attracted by his deep eyes.
He lowered his head, licked his lips with the tip of his tongue, adjusted his panic, and mustered up the courage to say something he was ashamed to say: "I'm sorry, I remembered the plot of a horror novel."
"You have something to say. You are really willing to waste your time."
The host used spoof words to describe the dangers. The mobile phone receives signals every second, which corresponds to the generation of radiation. Radiation can easily affect brain fluctuations and is not good for the skin.
Yang Yuran cursed into the phone and raised her eyes to notice Qin Muyu walking out of the kitchen carrying her breakfast.
It's not cold, but Yang Yuran is still shivering slightly. Maybe she lacks popularity or yang energy.
God, she can't sink! Beiqi changed her goal and bit her lower lip hard, using the pain to stop her perverted thoughts.
She doesn't want to be replaced by Yang Fei, it's so disgusting!
Yang Yuran hid in the small space of her own, took out her mobile phone from under the pillow, and entered the talk show homepage to play past programs one by one to distract her attention.
Zhou Yuanyuan won't know how to bite her to death, but a woman's heart is more unpredictable than the clouds in the sky.
The person on the other side of the phone exhaled heavily, as if suppressing his anger, and a few seconds later came a narrative full of grievances.
"Sister, in recent days I have realized that I was wrong. I shouldn't have always told my father unfounded things and framed you to highlight my own merits. I'm sorry. I sincerely apologize to you. No matter whether you forgive me or not, I will never
I won’t do anything to hurt you again. Can you give me a chance to change my ways?”
Yang Yuran closed her eyes in frustration, and urged her angrily: "If you don't tell me the time, I'll die."
"Oh, okay, don't worry. I hope my sister will attend the family dinner at 8 o'clock the day after tomorrow. I will make a decision in the future."
The slender fingers pressed on the red key, decisively cutting off the words after "ding".
