Mu Qingxuan is sitting on the office chair with a thin finger gently rubbing her temple. Her eyes are slightly closed, her beautiful eyelashes are gently on her eyelids, and her black hair falls randomly. Her eyebrows can't help but slightly wrinkle, and her white face is sad.

Mu Qingxuan, who was full of thoughts, was awakened by the sudden knock on the door. "What's the matter?" She asked faintly, with a trace of impatience on her face.

"Director mu, you go to see the dancing youth. There's a little problem in it. You need to go and have a look. It's not a small matter. It's not something we can decide." The assistant's speaking speed is extremely fast, and his face is full of anxiety and uneasiness. He runs to tell Mu Qingxuan anxiously.

As soon as Mu Qingxuan hears about this program, shuilingling's big eyes suddenly open. It seems that she has heard something shocking. Only she knows how important this program is. It's not only a program, but also represents Ling Rui's face.

But she calmly replied, "I know. I'll be right there." She has learned over the years that her words are plain, calm and calm. She knows that it is useless to be in a state of disorder.

But her brow was locked and her face was full of thoughts.

She got up quickly and went to the rehearsal field with heavy steps, but her brain didn't stop working at all. She tried every means to do the program well, "what's the matter?" She asked sharply, taking advantage of the situation to scan the people here.

"Director wood, I think there's a place in this dance that needs to be improved." A clear voice sounded, the voice is not only pleasant, but also loud. The pretty girl stepped forward and said confidently.

Mu Qingxuan takes a light look at the girl, but doesn't say anything. She seems to be waiting for something.

Seeing that Mu Qingxuan didn't speak, the girl continued to talk, "I think this dance rehearsal is popular. But I think it needs to be improved

Mu Qingxuan listened to her words carefully. Her dark eyes were always watching her. She nodded slightly and said slowly, "my" dancing youth "is really popular among the public, and it's relatively novel. So what do you think is wrong and needs to be improved?" She's not questioning, she's asking.

But someone thought that she was accusing the girl of fishing for fame, so she swore to blame the girl: "director mu, you don't have the same opinion with her, she just wants to fight with you. I think the dancing youth dance you rehearsed is very good and doesn't need to be improved..."

Before she has finished a paragraph, she is interrupted by Mu Qingxuan. Mu Qingxuan's sharp eyes penetrate her body, making her feel the coolness behind her and sweat on her forehead.

Mu Qingxuan said coldly, "don't talk. Let her talk." Mu Qingxuan looks at the brave girl with appreciative eyes and nods to her.

The girl talked about it in an orderly way and said some mistakes and shortcomings of the dance.

Mu Qingxuan nodded meaningfully and said slowly, "this spirit is worth learning. I am also a human being and I will make mistakes. You should point it out. In this way, the rehearsed program will receive unexpected results."

Suddenly, a burst of clear applause rang out from behind Mu Qingxuan, and then the group of dancing girls all blushed and looked at this person shyly.

Mu Qingxuan frowned slightly. When she looked back, she saw Ning Xiangchen's white face.

"Well said, Lingyue is really icing on the cake with a person in charge like you." Ning praises the minister and looks at Mu Qingxuan meaningfully.

But mu Qingxuan gave him a cold look and said, "Mr. Ning, please don't tease me. I just did what I should do. That's all." After a pause, she said with a smile: "assistant, you go to greet Mr. Hao Ning first, and I'll rehearse this dance first."

"Mr. Ning, I'm sorry I can't accompany you." After she explained this series of things, she continued to care about the dance career.

Until the evening of the afternoon, Mu Qingxuan stretched and looked lazily at the sunset outside the window. Her eyes were in a trance. She subconsciously looked at the delicate watch on her white wrist: "it's more than six o'clock."

She dragged her tired body back to the office. What she didn't expect was that there was still a person sitting in the office. Her expression was fixed at that moment, and the expression on her face was slightly stiff. She gently twitched the corners of her mouth and asked awkwardly, "Mr. Ning, why are you still here?"

Ning Xiangchen looks at Mu Qingxuan with a suspicious face. He smiles a little and purses his mouth. His thin red lips, shallow smile and angel like smile are blooming on his face.

"The company has nothing to do today. I want to ask you to have lunch with me, but I'll wait for you here because you haven't finished work." He explained slowly.

Mu Qingxuan suddenly feels that this person is a little difficult. In order to avoid meeting him, she deliberately rehearses the dance and delays the time. But unexpectedly, this persistent Ning always has a fight with her and has been waiting for her here.For a long time, Mu Qingxuan looked firmly at Ning Xiangchen and said firmly, "Ning Xiangchen, I already have someone I like. Don't waste your time on me. There are many better people than me. Besides, your conditions are so good and so many people like you. You can't..."

"I will wait for you, three thousand weak water, only drink a ladle." He affectionately tells her Mu Qingxuan's position in Ning Xiangchen's heart.

Mu Qingxuan couldn't find any words to persuade him for a moment. At this moment, she felt a big warm hand on her slender waist. She saw Mo Yanrui as soon as she skimmed. My eyes are full of gratitude.

But Mo Yanrui can't help saying that it's a kiss. Mo Yanrui's action is like sprinkling salt on Ning Xiangchen's wound. Mu Qingxuan has just turned him down. Now they are kissing in front of their faces to show their love.

His eyes were wide open, and his hoarse voice squeezed out two words: "you..."

Mu Qingxuan took advantage of the situation and said: "Ning Xiangchen, what I love is mo Yanrui. Don't pester me any more."

Putting this sentence down, Mo Yanrui directly takes Mu Qingxuan's waist and holds her in his arms: "my woman!"