Chapter 621

After hanging up, Mu Yu turned off the light.

He really needs to wait a while to leave here.

The man wants to see what kind of tricks Pang Kepeng can play, and what the sky of the north city will look like.

Maybe Dong Zhengnan is still standing, or maybe Change of ownership?

Bai Xinhui stood by the window, looking at the dark sky outside. Her eyes were red, and she wanted to shed tears.

She didn't dare to tell Mu Yu about the dream just now.

In her dream, she saw Mu Yu lying in a pool of blood, motionless, but her eyes were open.

It's like The feeling of not closing your eyes.

No matter how she called, he couldn't hear her, and then she woke up crying from her dream.

Bai Xinhui sniffed, turned back to bed, covered the quilt, and tried to calm his mood.

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Several days later, the weather is getting colder and colder.

Qu Rou got up early in the morning, because at three o'clock in the morning last night, Dong Zhengnan came back and never went out again.

This means that he will have breakfast at home this morning.

So she must be diligent and show her face in front of the man. It's good to say even two more words.

The woman sat in the restaurant for a long time, only to see Dong Zhengnan languidly enter the restaurant, open the chair to sit down, long legs overlap.

The man was wearing a shirt without a tie, and only two buttons were loose at the neckline. The collarbone and muscles were looming down, but the cuffs were well buttoned, which made his arms long and his fingers white.

Moreover, his face was bleary, with thin lips and shrewd eyes, which made him sleepy.

As soon as he sat down, he picked up the newspaper on the desk, looked at it, glanced at it in a hurry, and then put it down again.

Qu Rou is looking for a topic to chat with with with a smile, "Zhengnan, you came back so late last night. Today you seem to be in a bad state."

"It's all right," he said succinctly

When the man picked up the coffee, the woman came up to him again and stopped him from raising his hand. "Don't drink coffee. Can I pour you some milk?"

Dong Zhengnan's hand slightly meal, homeopathy put down the coffee cup, nasal some heavy um.

Qu Rou took a look at him, took the clean cup on the table, poured the milk and said, "you seem to be hoarse."

The man glanced at her faintly and echoed, "I've been socializing with clients outside these days. I've been blowing some cold air back and forth. Some colds are normal."

He said for a long time, and the woman recognized that his voice was really hoarse, and his nasal voice was very heavy. It seemed that he really had a cold, and it seemed that it was not light.

"Then I'll call the family doctor." Qu Rou is about to get up.

"No, I've already taken the medicine. Sit down and have breakfast."

"How can we do that? You don't feel well. You should have a good rest. You can let... "

He didn't hesitate to interrupt the woman. "There's no need to make such a fuss. I'm fine."

The servant brought breakfast. Dong Zhengnan didn't speak any more. He ate breakfast slowly and didn't want to be disturbed.

Qu Rou sees him like this, also no longer insisted, otherwise she is kind-hearted, on the contrary will let the man dislike her meddling.

Dong Zhengnan didn't want to say anything more. If he didn't come back these days, he didn't want to come back especially in the early morning. After all, this woman was really annoying.

Her concern, either to suit his words, or to keep him, is repeatedly those who have let his ears hear the calluses, so after breakfast, the man took his clothes and left, did not wait for Qu Rou to finish eating.

Listen to him drive away, the woman is very unhappy to push the plate, deliberately looking for the servant's fault, "what's this, rotten and bad, where is this porridge, you see this rice, it's not cooked, what's the matter? Do you want to eat me to death? "

The servant standing on one side replied respectfully, "Miss Qu, it's brown rice. If you don't like it, I'll help you to pour it out now and let the kitchen buy new ingredients."

"Take it away quickly. Who bought this brown rice? It's with eyes on its head, isn't it?"

"Miss Qu, Xiang Yi has been responsible for the selection of food materials in the kitchen recently, because Mr. Dong has given him the responsibility."

Hearing the name, Qu Rou was stunned, and soon waved her hand, "take it down, take it down, look at it, and then she has no appetite. She won't eat."

"Yes, Miss qu."

The woman pushed away her chair and stood up, but she kept playing back the name in her mind.

Xiang Yi, Xiang Yi.

Thinking about it, she can't help thinking about that night, asking Yi for her body.

Qu Rou's face turned red, and she quickly got rid of her unhealthy thoughts.It was an accident that night. She had to forget it. How could she savor it here?

But it's almost the end of the year, and Dong Zhengnan is so busy that she can count the number of times she meets him, let alone hook him to have sex with herself.

What should we do?

The more she thinks about it, the more upset she gets. Thinking about it, she jumps to Xiang Yi.

For her, Dong Zhengnan is an uncontrollable factor, while the latter is the man she completely controls.

Besides, that morning, he showed his heart to himself.

Also, if you don't like yourself so much, why does Xiang Yi give up her bright future for her sake and feel aggrieved to be a servant here?

Thinking about this, Qu Rou wants to call Qu's mother, but after careful thinking, she gives up the idea.

How can she be a woman with such a thing?

What's more, if you say it, it means that one more person knows it.

Now this matter, only heaven knows, Xiang Yi knows and himself knows, and no third person knows. If she says it, what if she leaks the news?

Qu Rou at this time, but can not stand any risk.

Dong Zhengnan to the company, all the way is a face, probably because of a cold, so in a bad mood.

As soon as he got into the office, he took the medicine first, and then went to work.

Ming Lou came in and out of the president's office in the morning. Every time he heard Mr. Dong's cough, he couldn't help it. "Mr. Dong, would you like to have a rest first?"

The president's office is well-equipped with a personal rest area on the right.

The man shook his head, but it was a rare joke, "you go out, don't be infected with the virus by me."

When it comes to this, minglou is really hard to say anything more. She turns around and leaves the president's office.

Dong Zhengnan has been coughing all the time, and his voice is getting hoarse. Moreover, because he took cold medicine, the effect of medicine has come up, and the whole person is confused.

At last he could not hold it. He leaned back on the chair, stroked his forehead and sighed.

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