Chapter 566

When two people are together, the most important thing is trust.

At first, she didn't trust yetingchen. Later, she thought clearly, so she was willing to trust him and give him time.

Even if he didn't explain things to himself, she waited patiently.

But what happened?

Her magnanimity did not gain yetingchen's trust, but his doubt.

Yes.

She still likes him now, but so what?

If she is still with him now, what will happen in the future? When two people are together, they can't always respect each other like guests without encountering problems. If she is abandoned again, what will she do in the future?

Han Muzi felt that even if she died, she didn't want to experience it again.

Never be soft hearted, never be soft hearted.

*

That night, Han Muzi didn't sleep until very late. When she woke up the next day, she was dizzy. Xiaoyan called her several times and she couldn't get up from bed.

Finally, Han Muzi found that she had a bad headache and could only say to Xiao Yan, "I want to sleep a little longer and go to the company later."

Xiaoyan just thought she didn't sleep well and didn't think so much. She nodded and said good and went out.

The room was quiet again. Han Muzi was lying there, his head still hurt badly, and he fell asleep again.

After Xiaoyan went out, she unexpectedly saw yetingchen standing at the door of the elevator. She stared and said, "yezong, why are you here?"

He left so late last night and came early this morning?

I really don't miss any time.

Night Tingchen took a look at her dress and had carried her bag. Looking at this point, she should go to work, but... There was no one behind her.

Night Tingchen frowned, "where is she?"

Xiaoyan responded, "you said Muzi? When I got up and called her in the morning, she seemed to be still sleeping. Let me go to the company myself."

"Didn't have a good rest?" night Tingchen's thin lips hooked, like thinking of something happy.

"Probably." Xiao Yan shrunk his neck. He didn't know what night Tingchen was happy about.

Sting——

When the elevator came, Xiao Yan thought yetingchen was going in. Who knows, after waiting for a while, he stood where he was and didn't mean to go in at all. So Xiaoyan had to lift her feet and go in, and then waited for a while. Finally, she couldn't help asking, "President ye, won't you disturb Muzi's rest early in the morning?"

Night Tingchen picked his eyebrows and swept his fierce eyes at her.

Xiao Yan immediately shrunk his neck and moved to the corner.

"Well... I'll ask casually. If necessary, I'll open the door for president ye?"

Night Tingchen thin lips lightly pursed: "no, let her sleep again."

"Oh." Xiaoyan nodded. The elevator door was ready to close at this time, but yetingchen still didn't mean to go in.

What the hell is going on?

Should yetingchen wait at the door until Muzi wakes up?

Until the elevator door was really closed, Xiaoyan still stood in the elevator with a confused face, but... Later on, she thought she still didn't care so much. After all, it was Muzi's own business.

Last night... She told Muzi too much.

After going back, she lay thinking for a long time and thought that if she was bathed in purple.

After being hurt by Muzi, can she still believe in love?

I'm afraid not. Two failed marriages are enough to make her lose her courage in life.

Therefore, she has not experienced the pain of Han Muzi. What is her qualification to dictate her life plan?

Alas, she was really stupid and stupid, and thought she had said that for her good.

Now think about it, it's really regretful and distressed.

*

Night Tingchen stood at the door for a while, raised his hand and looked at the time on the watch. It's really early now. Let her sleep for a while.

Night Tingchen took the key, turned and entered the room, walked through the lattice with straight legs, and finally sat down on the sofa.

He took out the remote control and turned on the TV. What was displayed on the screen was not the TV program, but the door of Han Muzi's house opposite.

In this way, as long as the picture changes, he can receive the prompt immediately.

Xiao Su called him in the middle of the night last night and said that the two people in the past probably received the news on the way and went straight back to their own rental house without looking for the behind the scenes agent.

Xiao Su didn't dare to scare the snake, so he didn't disturb the two men.

But this situation made yetingchen feel more and more that this behind the scenes person is not ordinary.

But in Beicheng, there are few people with this ability. He can almost figure out which one.

Unfortunately, there is no direct evidence.

And that man hasn't appeared for a long time.

In the end, could it be him?

Oh, let him wait and see.

The time went on like this until noon. There was no action on the screen. Yetingchen handled his work while talking on the phone in the living room. He looked at the screen from time to time. When he finished his work, he found that the screen didn't move.

After a glance, it was noon.

Is it hard? Is this woman still sleeping?

Night Tingchen's eyes sank slightly, closed his notebook, and then got up and walked out.

He went to Han Muzi's house, his thin lips pursed slightly, put one hand in his pocket and rang the doorbell with one hand.

Ding Dong——

Doorbell rang a few times and no one came to open door.

Night Tingchen stood at the door and waited patiently. About a minute later, he rang the doorbell again.

At this moment, Han Muzi is lying on the big bed in his room, dizzy.

I vaguely heard the doorbell ringing, and it rang several times. I don't know who it is

Han Muzi vaguely opened the quilt. When she got up, she was dizzy and almost fell forward. She held the next table and shook her head to stand still. Then she helped the wall downstairs to the door to open the door.

Probably dizzy, so Han Muzi didn't see who was standing outside, so she opened the door directly.

Night Tingchen just wanted to raise his hand and press it again, but he heard a click, and the door opened directly.

At a glance, he saw Han Mu's purple red cheeks and surprisingly red lips.

Just at a glance, yetingchen's eyes changed. Without thinking about anything, he directly came forward and clasped her wrist, "are you at home?"

"What, what?" Han Muzi was suddenly grabbed by the wrist and subconsciously wanted to break free, but his body was soft and had no strength.

Night Tingchen came to see her red cheeks and red attractive lips, and thought something had happened to her, but he was surprised after touching her wrist.

Because Han Muzi's temperature is frightening.

Looking at her confused appearance, yetingchen raised his hand and covered her snow-white smooth forehead.

As soon as he touched, night Tingchen immediately frowned.

"Damn it, you have a fever. Don't you know?"