The good news of Mu Qingxuan's and Mo Yanrui's peace immediately spread in the dance club. We sincerely wish them good luck, and we all know the truth about what happened between Manli and Mo Yanrui.
Gu Nuan, smiling and holding Mu Qingxuan's slender arm, said, "you and President Bingshan, this time you've really had a good time." Seeing her face full of gossip, Mu Qingxuan suddenly takes her seriously and stares at her. Gu Nuan feels flustered and releases her hand. She is careful, "I just said something casually." Her voice became so small that she could hardly be heard in the back.
Mu Qingxuan couldn't help laughing, "coward."
"Well, you make fun of me!" Gu Nuan rolled up his sleeve and pretended to hit someone, but he forgot to put down his hand after lifting it.
It's strange that she behaves like this. Looking along her line of sight, Mu Qingxuan sees clearly who is coming, "Bai Yu?"
Gu Nuan patted her on the shoulder, "warm man is coming, don't go."
He motioned to her not to talk. Mu Qingxuan walked slowly toward Bai Yu. He still had a gentle smile, "go out and have a chat?"
"Good."
They are pacing on the grass outside. Mu Qingxuan understands his intention, so that before he asks, she takes the lead. "Did you come to ask me, why did you promise Mo Yanrui?"
Bai Yu, who wanted to ask questions, suddenly stopped. He thought that Ling Sisi must have asked. He nodded, "well, I want to know the real reason."
The corner of the woman's mouth flashed a faint smile. She had never mentioned the truth to Ling Sisi. How could she tell him that Mu Qingxuan raised her eyes and met his hot eyes, saying clearly, "because I still love him."
"Love?" Bai Yu didn't understand. He shook his head. "You've known this for a long time. You didn't agree before. Why do you suddenly agree now? It's unreasonable."
Mu Qingxuan lowered her head. The smile on the corner of her mouth had not been erased. "Maybe it's unreasonable in your eyes, but for me, that's the reason. Believe it or not." She will go back to the dance club.
The arm was pulled, Bai Yu took her and looked straight at her back, "you know, as long as you say it, I will believe it."
The woman did not look back, but asked softly, "since you believe it, what do you ask now?"
"I..." Bai Yu lightly pursed thin lips, "I'm just worried, worried that he's not good to you."
If those things happened five years ago, he would rather turn against Mu Qingxuan than let her go back to Mo Yanrui. If Mo Yanrui didn't still love her, he wouldn't have chosen to do so.
Realizing that he meant well, Mu Qingxuan turned around and gave him a brilliant smile. "Bai Yu, don't worry. Even if he is still the old man, I am not the old man. I think you should care more."
She is very clear about Ling Sisi's feelings for Bai Yu. Although she doesn't know how Bai Yu feels about Ling Sisi, at least she doesn't hate it. What's more, they have a close relationship with each other and may have a certain fate.
"Think..." Mentioning her, Bai Yu's heart fell, "she said that she would not contact her in the future."
Mu Qingxuan patted Bai Yu's hand, a reproachful tone, "she said not to contact, really not to contact?"
Bai Yu lowered his eyes. "She's right. If we hadn't been drunk that day, we wouldn't have been in touch. Now that everything is settled, why should we provoke again? "
Originally, she wanted to say something more, but her waist was held by a force. Mu Qingxuan could not be more familiar with her deep eyes. She squinted, "Mo Yanrui, what are you doing?"
"I'm jealous." He looked at Bai Yu like a sharp blade and said, "it's Mr. Bai, but I don't know if Mr. Bai is looking for our family Qingxuan. What can I do for you?"
When asked, Bai Yu turned around and was embarrassed.
Mu Qingxuan took Mo Yanrui's hand and motioned him not to go too far. Even if he didn't want to, he could only compromise. "It must be the chatting among friends, so I won't care more about it."
This makes Bai Yu a little different from Mo Yanrui. In the past, he must be aggressive, and he can also restrain Mu Qingxuan. But now he can listen to her. It seems that he really loves her.
Bai Yu relaxed his shoulder and said with a smile, "we're done talking. Our company has something else to do. Let's go first."
After seeing Bai Yu off, Mu Qingxuan was relieved. She looked at the man and said, "what are you doing here?"
"Isn't it lunch time?" Mo Yanrui asked, then took her hand into the exclusive dining room of the dance club, found a window seat, and took out the Bento.
Squinting at the dishes in the lunch box, including sweet and sour spareribs, braised eggplant, scrambled eggs with tomato and a bowl of corn soup, Mu Qingxuan asked falsely, "did you make them, or did Mrs. LAN?"
In fact, as soon as she saw these dishes, she knew that they were cooked by Mo Yanrui himself. Mrs. Lan's cooking would never scorch, because she said that eating scorched food for a long time is easy to cause cancer, so she was very careful. The dishes in front of her were more or less with a paste flavor.
"What do you say?" The joking smile on the man's lips has explained everything, "if I haven't finished eating these lunches, I'll see what I'll do with you!" There was a threat in the tone.Looking at these dishes, Mu Qingxuan said with a smile: "it's a small idea, but I said that the president, you have a lot of time to cook for me?"
"After all, it's the hostess. We can't neglect it." A short sentence is enough to render the whole canteen.
Mu Qingxuan involuntarily stirred up a trace of radian, "it's hard."
Taking care of his business, he hurried back to drive out the dishes with a tired body. But at this moment, Mo Yanrui felt that everything was worth it. As long as her ordinary words of comfort, he could be satisfied.
"In fact, you don't need to send it at noon. After all, there is a canteen here. You can do it at night."
"No way," Mo Yanrui almost blurted out, "I have to let you eat my lunch every day. As long as you like it, it's worth the hard work."
Compared with the bullying in the past, he is more like the sunshine in winter and the cool wind in summer. Mu Qingxuan picks up chopsticks and eats them slowly. A little bit of paste spreads in her mouth, but she feels sweet, "delicious."
Simple praise is enough. Mo Yanrui is as naive as a child. "That's good. I'll work harder in the future." More efforts to keep you, the latter sentence he did not say, but it is the most he wants to do.
"Arie, thank you." The necessary sugar coated shells are indispensable. Having said that, this is what Mu Qingxuan wants to say at the moment.
Mo Yanrui rubbed her little head and was very fond of her. If only she could go on like this