The room was quiet, and half of the silhouette on the window was motionless.
Gu Fenglin has been angry all the time. He has been unhappy since she refused his company and went to Wu Yanzhuang's appointment alone.
Although he bought her breakfast early and brought her back to the murder scene in time, he and Old Man Gu didn't appear in the medicine hall all day, and they didn't say a word to her when they came back.
So he is angry.
Mu Yunhan looked at that half of the silhouette and made up his mind.
"I'm in! It's time for you to drink tea!" She pushed the door open and wanted to go in with a cheeky smile.
What she faced was a pair of stern eyes. Gu Fenglin sat behind the desk and stared at her quietly, his clear eyes full of scrutiny.
Mu Yunhan's feet could no longer move forward.
She understands this look, which means, who are you? Come to me if you need me, and leave me if you don't need me.
Mu Yunhan suddenly felt very sad and aggrieved.
She is not that kind of person, she just wants to handle some things independently, does not want to rely on him forever, and does not want to drag him down too much.
Her future is destined to be full of thorns, what can she do?
Mu Yunhan raised a bright smile, pretended not to see Gu Fenglin's eyes, quickly put the tea set away, brewed the tea, and handed it over with both hands: "Have a drink and rest early."
Gu Fenglin did not take the tea cup and stared at her silently and stubbornly.
Mu Yunhan was forced to pretend no longer, so he could only hold his forehead and sigh: "Don't be angry."
Gu Fenglin suddenly raised the corners of his lips, revealing a sarcastic sneer.
This kind of expression has never appeared on his face. He has always been gentle and kind, and at best he is expressionless.
But the expression he made today was extremely harmonious and natural, as if he was supposed to be such a cold and hard-hearted person.
Mu Yunhan couldn't help but straighten his back, put his hands neatly on the table, lowered his eyes and remained motionless.
At this moment, Aunt Xuan whispered outside the door: "Someone came to look for the girl. He said he was from Lord Jin. Have you seen the girl?"
"See you." Mu Yunhan said quickly: "Ask him to wait."
The two eyes that were fixed on her finally moved away, and those white and slender hands also held up the tea cup. Mu Yunhan let out a long breath, feeling like he was surviving a disaster.
As the old saying goes, people who usually have a good temper can be really scary when they suddenly have an attack.
But this is just the beginning.
Gu Fenglin drank the tea slowly. Seeing that Mu Yunhan was about to leave, he motioned for her to sit down, slowly took out the sandbox, and slowly wrote: "Do you think I am a mute, sick and useless person?"
"No, no, no. In my eyes, the young master is wise and mighty, capable of doing anything."
Mu Yunhan flattered her wildly and was extremely anxious. She didn't know what Jinfan's people wanted from her.
Gu Fenglin glanced at her and wrote slowly: "You are lying. Wu Yanzhuang is powerful and can give you everything you want."
Mu Yunhan's eyes widened, and at the same time he felt very humiliated: "What does his power have to do with me?"
"At least he is in good health." Gu Fenglin threw the bamboo stick for writing on the table, raised his head, and looked at Mu Yunhan silently.
Mu Yunhan's mind was in a mess, and it took him a while to realize that he was jealous?
She pointed at him and then at herself. She had a lot to say, but she couldn't say a word.
Gu Fenglin suddenly stood up, put his hands on the table, and leaned towards her, but in an instant, she was surrounded by his breath. (To be continued)