Early in the morning, Li Muzi and Ai Duoqi got up and packed Ai Duoqi's luggage.
Although Ai Duoqi only lived in Li Muzi's house for less than a month, the luggage seemed to be as much as if three people had lived there for a month. Li Muzi, Ai Duoqi and Liu Zhan had to move back and forth many times before transporting all the luggage.
On the car.
Liu Zhan put away Ai Duoqi's last schoolbag, closed the trunk, and patted the dust on his hands.
Ai Duoqi suddenly received a call that a courier had arrived, so she hurried to pick it up.
Liu Zhan told her to run slowly, then turned to Li Muzi and said, "Thank you, Mumu."
"Why are you thanking me? My sister, your wife, no matter what, it sounds like Ai Ai and I are closer, okay?"
"Okay, okay, I'm too lazy to be stubborn with you."
"Okay, everything is done. Then go home. Be careful on the road and send me a message when you get home."
"how about you?"
"I have to work from home."
"Okay, you have to remember to have lunch. Also, don't sleep with the window open, and don't eat too much before going to bed. It's not easy to digest."
"I know, I know, Ai Ai has told me all this, why are you so verbose like her?"
"Isn't it for your own good that we are nagging?"
Seeing Ai Duoqi running from a short distance away, Li Muzi forcefully stuffed Liu Zhan into the cab: "Okay, okay, Ai Duoqi is coming out, you two should leave quickly, or I won't see him off!"
The car started moving, the passenger window was rolled down, and Ai Duoqi's little head popped out: "Mumu, I'm leaving. If you need anything, call me. Remember to miss me!"
Li Muzi sneered first, and then shouted: "I know, don't stick your head out, it's not safe!"
After hearing Li Muzi's response, Ai Duoqi obediently retracted his head and closed the window.
Li Muzi kept telling them to leave, but she kept standing there, watching them leave. She didn't turn around and leave until the car drove out of the community and disappeared around the corner.
Sitting in the car, Ai Duoqi also tried hard to look for Li Muzi's shadow through the rearview mirror, although he soon lost sight of it.
"Husband, don't go home yet, go to the company."
"What's wrong? You haven't gone to work yet?"
"Zhang Yang is back. He is at the company now. He arrived yesterday. He asked me to go to the company by myself and didn't let me tell Mumu. I guess he may be proposing to my Mumu."
"Then why don't you tell Mumu?"
"Tsk, you are stupid, just to give Mumu a surprise! Think about it, in such a big city, who else knows Li Muzi better than me, so Zhang Yang asked me to go, just to prepare something for Mumu that she likes.
Move her, make her tempted, make her unable to refuse."
"But when I proposed to you, it didn't seem so complicated."
"Please, there are only a few straight men in this world who are as stupid and stingy as you."
"Tch, weren't you so moved that you burst into tears at that time?"
"It hurts and weeps bitterly? That doesn't seem to be what it's used for, right?"
"Oh, no matter what, you just need to understand. You know I'm not good at Chinese."
You are my husband, the one who loves me, and the one who is willing to protect me, so I can expose your disguise so directly.
You are my wife, the one who loves me, and the one who is willing to protect me, so you know my strengths and weaknesses, but you don't care about them.
Before Ai Duoqi entered the office, a voice came in: "Zhang Yang, this girl is here, and you don't know how to come out to greet her..."
Before the word "connect" was uttered, Hei Nan was seen in the office, and the embarrassed Ai Duoqi was able to follow the network cable and get into the computer.
"Haha, Gu Nan is here too. Well, I was a little unrestrained just now. You, you, you, you, don't take it to heart!"
He Nan didn't speak, just smiled and nodded.
Ai Duoqi suddenly felt that the awkward atmosphere in the room was not all because of her. She and Liu Zhan looked at each other, and the result after communicating with their eyes was:
Ai Duoqi sat across from Zhang Yang and asked: "Zhang Yang, why are you so dull? Don't tell me that this project failed."
Zhang Yang smiled disdainfully: "Huh! Failed? How is it possible? I, Zhang Yang, personally took charge of this project. I can only succeed but not fail."
"Okay, okay, let's get down to business. How do you plan to propose to Mumu?"
"Proposal? I didn't say I proposed."
"Then why did you ask me to come? You can't tell Mumu yet."
Zhang Yang sighed deeply and looked at Ai Duoqi with tears in his eyes, his eyes full of reluctance, apology, gratitude and trust.
Ai Duoqi seemed to suddenly understand something. He frowned and shook his head wildly in disbelief. Liu Zhan next to him could only keep comforting her.