Chapter 764

Han Muzi had just returned from delivering the documents when she saw sister Lin standing at the door of the secretary room. Her face didn't look very good.

"Sister Lin?"

Sister Lin looked at her and was disappointed.

"I thought you were a serious person."

Listening to this, Han Muzi felt a thump in her heart, and her lips opened weakly. Then she asked, "sister Lin, what happened?"

"What did I tell you when I asked you to clean Shen Shao's office this morning?"

Han Muzi thought about it, and then read it according to what she said: "sister Lin said that she loves cleanliness and can't see dust."

"Did you do that?"

Han Muzi nodded: "of course, how could I not do it?"

God knows she has been doing her best for this career.

"Are you sure you did?" sister Lin narrowed her eyes and looked at Han Muzi. Her eyes were clear and there were no other impurities. It didn't look like she was lying. Did she really mean to be lazy? But if you clean it up, why does Shenshao get angry?

Thinking about it, sister Lin could only say, "come with me."

Han Muzi could only keep up with her. They arrived at the president's office together. Along the way, Han Muzi was very nervous. She wouldn't be fired the next day?

Isn't all her previous efforts in vain?

No, she can't be fired. She has to find a way to deal with it.

So Han Muzi thought a lot of ways to deal with it in her heart, but she didn't know whether it was because she was too anxious. Her head was blank and couldn't think of anything.

At the door of the office, Han Muzi's heart beat faster.

The door of the office was still open. Sister Lin knocked politely, "how deep is it?"

The low male voice came out of the inside without any temperature, "come in."

Cold air pressure filled the whole office.

Sister Lin closed her eyes. Obviously she didn't want to touch the mildew. She took a deep breath, then showed her smiling face and turned back to Han Muzi and said, "Shen Shao asked you to go in."

Han Muzi: "

Although she is smiling, she looks strange. What's the matter?

"Sister Lin, that..."

Sister Lin didn't give her a chance to speak. She took her arm and pushed her in. She whispered, "you ask for more luck. Come on."

Han Muzi didn't have time to ask the questions she wanted to ask. Sister Lin disappeared, leaving only herself.

"What are you doing there?" the cold male voice came. Han Muzi's back suddenly cooled. Turning back, he looked at the dark eyes of last night Tingchen. Han Muzi was surprised and heard him say, "don't roll over to see what you've done."

Her?

Han Muzi didn't know what she had done, but it was definitely not a good thing to hear ye Tingchen's tone, so she walked towards ye Tingchen.

"Deep... Less."

When she shouted this sentence, she was still very awkward, but there was no way. Do as the Romans do. Who has named him now?

Han Muzi walked to him not far away and looked at him suspiciously.

As soon as she approached, the fragrance lingered again, and all her breath belonged to her. Yetingchen didn't smell the smell of women, but why didn't he hate the smell of this strange woman?

Glancing at her, she was looking at herself with clear eyes. Her face was innocent. It didn't look like she came to admit her mistake.

Yetingchen pointed to the windowsill.

Han Muzi hurried over and looked carefully. He found that there was no problem, so he said, "it's very clean here. There's no dust."

He endured his temper and narrowed his eyes. "Are you sure?"

Han Muzi: "I'm not sure."

Ye Tingchen: "

It's getting really fast.

Taking advantage of his silence, Han Muzi admitted her mistake without saying a word.

"I review. I'm not serious. I'll clean it again immediately!"

No matter what happens, it's right to admit her mistake first. She can't stand against him now.

Before night Tingchen reacted, Han Muzi went out of the office to get the cleaning tools, and then came back to clean the office again.

She wiped the windowsill with a damp cloth while studying what was wrong with the window.

Studying, the voice of yetingchen came from behind.

"Coffee."

Han Muzi was stunned, then turned his head to see him.

Her action made yetingchen frown and unhappy: "can't you understand?"

"I'll go right away!" she put down the wet cloth in her hand and quickly left the office.

Night Tingchen looked at her thin back and found that she limped with little frequency. If she didn't look carefully, she couldn't see it at all, and... Probably because she walked too fast.

She hurt her foot?

As soon as the idea flashed, yetingchen narrowed his eyes dangerously, and there was an undercurrent surging in the dark fundus of his eyes.

blamed.

What was he thinking?

Han Muzi went to the tea room and made a cup of coffee for yetingchen. In fact, he was very happy.

Although he frowned when he drank coffee yesterday, it seemed that she made another cup later, and he didn't dislike himself, which showed that her dose yesterday was right.

However, to prevent problems, Han Muzi secretly tasted the coffee for yetingchen this time.

Sure, Han Muzi took the coffee to him.

Night Tingchen has opened his notebook and is working. After Han Muzi put down his coffee, he saw that he didn't say anything, so he hurried to scrub the windowsill.

The windowsill is very wide and large. A thin cushion is paved on it. Han Muzi found that the quality of the cushion is very good, and the color is monotonous. Did ye Tingchen choose it himself?

Thinking, she bent down curiously, picked up a corner of the thin cushion and looked at it.

It's OK. At this look, she found that there was a layer of light ash under the thin pad, which was more obvious under the reflection of the sun. She stretched out her finger and wiped it, and the white fingertip was instantly stained with dust.

Seeing here, Han Muzi suddenly realized.

So... He meant the ash under the mat.

Han Muzi was slightly depressed. The ash under the ground was wiped off, and then he looked back and happened to see yetingchen raising his hand and drinking coffee with a cup.

At the moment, the sun is just right. Sitting in the office, he looks handsome and sips his coffee gracefully, reflecting with the stylish office, just like a beautiful man painted by a famous artist.

Han Muzi's heart moved and thought of the cup of coffee he had drunk first.

And he, without knowing anything, drank the coffee he had drunk.

Originally she didn't want to do this, but thinking of the relationship between yetingchen and herself, she thought it wouldn't be good to have a drink first.

Thinking of this, Han Muzi's lips gradually smiled.

She is willing to approach him slowly so that he can remember himself and come back to him willingly, instead of putting everything he doesn't know in front of him and telling him that you must accept it, because this is the truth.

"Does it look good?"