"Director Mu, this is the household chart I designed for the Emperor's estate. Please take a look." Yan Luoluo respectfully handed over the blueprint.
Mu Beihan did not even raise his head, taking it over, he glanced at it, and said: "The toilet's drainage system is not properly designed, let me try again."
Two small crossroads appeared on Yan Luoluo's forehead.
How many times had the week passed? The eighth or ninth time?
Ever since the last storm was over, Mu Beihan did not make things difficult for her.
No wonder!
The blueprint had to be changed over ten times. If not for the fact that he could point out such a huge problem every time, she would have suspected that he was doing it on purpose.
Clearly, these problems could not be a problem. What was not beautiful enough and what was not magnanimous enough? That was a requirement that only an A would have.
In order to change the blueprints, she had to work overtime, and every few days she would go to the construction site to survey the terrain. Every time she went back, her son would already be asleep, so she could only kiss his cheeks and tuck him in.
Looking at the situation today, she probably had to work overtime. Yan Luoluo angrily went back to her seat, her high heels making "deng deng" sounds all the way.
If not for the fact that her company still wanted to work with Mu, she really wanted to throw these blueprints at his face.
9 PM.
Yan Luoluo yawned and stretched. The blueprints were more or less done, she packed them all up and prepared to go back. When she went downstairs, she looked up to see that the light in the CEO's office was still on.
Yan Luoluo was suddenly touched, the good development of his Mu was not without reason, outsiders could only see the bright and beautiful surface of Mu Beihan's Mu, but how many could understand the price he had to pay? Despite her prejudice against him, he was a man of hard work and diligence.
Yan Luoluo's car was in France, and it would have to wait for a while before it could be brought here.
When she reached the bus stop, she heard a car horn blaring behind her. She turned, and had to squint slightly to adjust to the glare and see who was in the car as the beam of its headlights hit her.
Mu Beihan turned off the floodlights, drove to Yan Luoluo's side and stopped, rolled down the window, and said to Yan Luoluo: "Get in the car."
Yan Luoluo looked at him suspiciously. Would he have such good intentions?
"No need, Director Mu. I can go back myself."
Mu Beihan impatiently said: "I'll let you get in the car."
Yan Luoluo said resolutely, "I don't need you to send me off."
She could go back herself. Moreover, she said that she wanted to sever all relations with him, and there wouldn't be any entanglement at all, even if she knew that this was Qingfan's biological father.
Mu Beihan bit his tongue and sped away, just like he was just passing by to give the employees of the company a lift.
Seeing him drive away, Yan Luoluo heaved a sigh of relief. Luckily he did not linger too long.
After waiting for half a day, the bus still didn't arrive. Yan Luoluo looked at her phone, it was almost 9.30. At this time, Qingfan fell asleep again.
She sighed, wondering when the next time she would take her son out to play.
A bus came into view. Yan Luoluo put her phone back into her bag and took out some change to get on the bus.
Who knew that at this time, Mu Beihan's black Buddy Wyvern would return and stop in front of Yan Luoluo on the bus?
In the middle of the night, the bus driver saw a car parked at the bus stop. He didn't even stop and drove away.
"Hey hey hey, master, wait for me." Yan Luoluo jogged forward a few times to give chase.
Of course not.
This was the last bus!
When Yan Luoluo turned around, her temper was also not very good, especially when she saw that Mu Beihan looked as if nothing had happened to her.
This person!
Didn't he leave? Why did he come back?