Chapter 98

Smell speech, Mu wine sweet even eyebrow eyes all have no the slightest movement.

"Do you believe it?" he chuckled

Qiao Xiaoyu immediately shook his head: "of course not."

"That's all right?" Mujiutian's voice was careless. The pen was thrown on the desk. The slender body was close to the back of the wide chair. The beautiful eyes half narrowed: "nonsense, you don't need to pay attention to it."

Although mujiutian said so, what lingered in his heart was light irritability.

When it's time to get off work, Mu Jiutian and Gu Shaoqing deliberately stagger to the parking lot, start the car and drive slowly into the traffic.

Gu's building is located in the most prosperous street in Xicheng District. There are so many people and cars coming and going. Mujiutian can't even get up if she wants to speed up. When she meets the red light, she can only stop.

Press the window, one hand support gills, she is thinking about things, suddenly violent impact let her almost lie on the steering wheel.

The silver white sports car hit the tail of the black Hummer accurately and directly. It seemed that it was stepping on the accelerator to accelerate, and even pushed the Hummer forward a little.

Just hit, not hurt, Mu wine sweet muddle muddled, frowning subconsciously push the door to get off, looking at the car cover and broken lights that have been bumped into concave, suddenly fidgety rubbed his long hair.

Silver white sports car also opened the door, a young foreign man came down with long legs, handsome face in the sun outlined the gentlemanly demeanor, loose voice, poor Chinese, saw her slightly surprised: "Dear Miss, we meet again."

Then he wanted to hold her hand and give her a kiss.

Mujiutian retreated to hide.

Frowning Xiumei: "you are rear end, so you are responsible for the accident."

"Of course, I'm willing to take all the traffic responsibilities." Low voice light diffuse, but look at her eyes inexplicably a few more sharp and dark: "we can inform the traffic police to deal with this traffic accident."

"Good." Mujiutian answered in a low voice, then took out his mobile phone and dialed the phone. After telling the story, the traffic police immediately sent someone out of the scene.

Hung up the phone, looked at the man standing beside the car, tall and straight posture, handsome but charming face, mujiutian, I do not know why there is such a moment of familiarity.

It's like meeting him somewhere.

Point the forehead, she will see the person in mind again, did not find the man in front of the character, can't help pursing lips, with a little doubt.

But the man picked the eyebrow, thin lips rippling a smile: "it's still early, why don't I buy you a cup of coffee? We can wait while we drink. "

She originally wanted to refuse, but looking at this familiar face, she finally nodded.

One cappuccino, one American.

The waiter bowed slightly at their table: "please take your time."

"Thank you." Nod, Mujiu Tian took a sip of cappuccino, sweet and greasy feeling comfortable, did not put down the cup, I heard the opposite voice with a little fun: "meet twice a week, I did not expect that we should be so predestined."

She looked up at him and said, "I don't know what I should call you."

"You can call me, Christer."

Kleist? A surname?

The man holding the coffee cup smile, posture is full of elegant upper class society.

He didn't lie. It's just that his real name is not easy to show. Using his mother's surname is not a fraud, is it?

Mujiutian stares at the young face of the man opposite. The outline is more profound and bewitching than that of the Oriental people. It shows a kind of deep attitude and sharpness. It's very young, but it has an indescribable trace.

She couldn't help but squint: "Kleist." She called his name: "so you admit that you did it on purpose?"

"I don't understand what you mean."

Kleist shrugged his shoulders and refused to admit it.

But let Mu wine sweet eyebrows smile, but with a little clear: "you know, whether it is the last time in the mall theater, or this crash, you are deliberately appear, more deliberately."

The cup is not light or heavy on the tea table, her voice is light: "I am very clear that your goal is me, but I am not clear, you have anything to look for me, I seriously recalled, you look familiar, but I am sure I do not know you."

Of course she didn't know him.

As for familiarity, it must be natural.I thought that mujiutian was just a Campanula raised in my arms, but I didn't want to find out that she was no inferior to men in both mind and means. Her eyes locked tightly on her delicate face for a moment, and her coffee cup covered the rising corners of her mouth: "it seems that Miss Mu is very smart."

"So? What's your purpose? "

Men's bones have always liked challenging things, such as Mujiu Tian, with a strong desire to conquer.

The tip of his brow moved and he chuckled: "it's not a big deal. I just want to make friends with you." Fingertips rubbing on the coffee cup: "after all, there is an old Chinese saying in your country called" my fair lady, a gentleman loves me. "I just admire Miss mu. I want to start with the most basic relationship with you."

She didn't respond, and klester didn't mind.

Hook the corner of the lip, covered with a thin cocoon fingers touched his chin, eyes lingering is all casual: "of course, I know Miss Mu has a boyfriend, but I don't mind, after all, good things will always attract more people's attention, as long as I can fair competition is good."

Fair play?

I don't know how Gu Shaoqing would react to such words?

"I'm sorry, I refuse."

Mujiutian responded straightforwardly and got up. Just as the traffic police who had been outside to solve the problem had arrived, she said with a warm smile, "we still have an old Chinese saying that" a gentleman has the beauty of becoming a man. "I give it to you. I hope we will not meet again in the future."

Then he took out a red bill from his wallet and put it on the table. His clean voice was mixed with a little coolness: "this time we'll just go Dutch."

The voice of the high heels was not high or low. Klester looked at her back. The color of the corner of her eyes and eyebrows was very common. He put the remaining two-thirds of the coffee cups on the table, twisted the red money left by mujiutian with his long finger, held it on his fingertips for a while, and said, "waiter."

"Hello."

"Check out." The red bill was handed up, and the waiter accepted it gladly. He bowed: "welcome to visit next time."

When Kleist went out, mujiutian was communicating with the traffic police about the accident and said that they would just settle it in private.

The traffic policeman nodded: "yes, but how can I only see you and another car owner?"

Mujiutian just wanted to say that he was still drinking coffee, then he heard the voice of the man behind him murmur: "Hello, I'm late."

Step forward, westernized face with introverted radian, smile: "this thing is my fault, so I am willing to cooperate with any punishment."

This is a traffic accident with the best attitude that the traffic police have ever seen. I can't help but help with the list and praise them.

As the black Bentley slowly drives by, it happens that mojiutian and a man smile at each other. The setting sun is slightly orange red and sprinkles on their heads. It's just like a painting.

Su Enron refused to believe that without Gu Shaoqing, Mu Jiutian could still find a man who looked very handsome and gentle. All the ripples in his heart. Deliberately stretched out his hand to pull Gu Shaoqing's sleeve and asked in a soft voice, "Gu Shao, do you know the one beside Miss mu? I don't seem to have heard that you have such a friend. "

Looking back at the car window, Gu Shaoqing's thin lips curved slightly and said, "well, I don't know."

"That Miss Mu is with other people's men, if so..." surprised voice, Su Enron seemed to find that he said something wrong, immediately covered his mouth, a small face with gentle and submissive: "sorry, Gu Shao, Miss Mu may just be meeting with friends, don't think about it."

Su Enron is very clear that the existence of mujiutian is her great enemy in life.

He hesitated for a moment and added: "do you want to ask the driver to stop the car and ask Miss mu in person? Don't worry about me. I'll go to dinner myself."

In this way, Su Enron used it skillfully, but not to the disadvantage.

This time is no exception, Gu Shaoqing Wen Dan's line of sight swept her one eye, looked at the front has turned green traffic lights, slowly spit out two words: "drive."

"Yes, Mr. Gu."

The driver responded immediately. As soon as he raised his eyes, he could see Su Enron's almost brilliant smile in the rearview mirror, but he deliberately pulled a gentle arc.

At the end of a meal, she sent Su Enron back to her small apartment, declined the idea that she wanted to stay. When she came out, it was already full of stars.

The driver opened the door for Gu Shaoqing. Hearing that the secretary was sitting opposite him, he tentatively glanced at the man who had closed his eyes as soon as he got on the bus. He was elegantly alienated and hesitated for a moment. He turned out the screen of his mobile phone and lowered his voice: "I just asked someone to investigate. The one next to his wife was last time...""Wayne Jesse."

Not surprisingly, Gu Shaoqing slowly opened her eyes and put her long finger on her knee. Obviously, your son made a gesture: "old Wayne was shot some time ago, so Wayne Jesse has been hosting the overall situation abroad, but after receiving such news, how can he sit back and ignore it? Now it's time to calculate the time."

"Don't you tell your wife, after all..."

"I asked you to call the Wayne family." Pick eyebrow, his smiling face with a bit of sarcasm: "you say I need to inform her?"

Hearing that the secretary was slightly stunned, he said subconsciously, "what will you do if your wife is really bewitched by Wayne Jesse?" After all, he wanted to teach his wife a lesson

"Bewitched by him?"

Gu Shaoqing's eyebrows were covered with a kind of smile. Her long fingers were nodding on her knees and sneering low: "naturally, how can she walk and roll back?"

There was a faint silence in the air.

Hearing that the Secretary knew he had lost his word, he didn't dare to say anything more, but for a moment he felt sad for mujiutian