Chapter 533

The next day, Han Muzi gets out of bed with a pair of frog eyes on her head. When Xiaoyan meets her, she is scared.

"Damn, what are you playing with? The eyes are swollen like this... "

Han Mu Zi did not answer her words, but took a towel and washed it with cold water, then wrung it dry and applied it on her eyes and gently pressed it.

"It doesn't work that way." Xiaoyan said helplessly, looking at Han Muzi's thin back, she said with some heartache: "I found that your smile has become less since you came back to China. I knew you would be like this. We shouldn't have come back at the beginning."

"No Han Muzi was still wearing a towel, but she denied her words: "why shouldn't I come back? This is where I grew up. I have nothing to do with other people when I come back here. "

"But..." You're not happy.

However, the words behind Xiaoyan can only be said in her heart.

"Nothing." Han Mu Zi smiles again, "I'm ok. You don't have to worry about me. Five years have passed. Am I afraid I can't survive this period?"

Xiaoyan is in the heart.

You have been here for five years, but what kind of life do you live every day?

Crazy into the design career, tired like a dog every day, go back home and go to sleep. Later, Xiaomi Dou a little long meeting called Mommy, distressed to hold her, just let this woman a little bit more rational.

These years Xiaoyan is watching Han Muzi come over, old love her.

Now back home to see her because of the night ink Xuan trouble, small Yan to night ink Xuan more and more deep resentment.

Smelly man!

That year hurt Mu purple, now still don't plan to let her go.

I really think I'm the president of Yeshi group!

Next time she sees him, she'll kill him.

*

the top floor office of Yeshi group

yemoxuan is sitting in front of his desk in a daze, his brow is always sad, and his fingertips are clasping the desk.

The documents on the desk have been piled up into a small mountain, but the night ink Xuan has no plan to deal with it.

He is full of the look of that woman and has no intention to work.

Knock -

the door of the office is knocked, but night Moxuan seems not to hear it, and sits there with his brow locked.

Then it rang for a while, probably because there was no response inside, so the knocker pushed the door in by himself.

After song an pushes open the door of the office, what he sees is yemoxuan sitting on the seat with her brow locked. It's clear that her action is so big, but that person seems to be wandering in space.

Thinking of what happened in these days, song an's lips were tickled.

She walked slowly, then put the bag on the table, sat down on the sofa not far from yemoxuan, and began to make coffee for herself.

Maybe it's the sound of water that makes the soul of yemoxuan return. As soon as he raises his eyes, he sees song an sitting on the sofa drinking coffee, and then frowns.

"Why are you here?"

Song an glanced at him, took another sip of coffee and ignored him.

"When did you come in?" The eyebrow of night Mo Xuan frowns deeper.

"When you're in space." Song an smiles a little, and then puts the coffee back on the table. The collision between the porcelain and the table makes a slight sound, followed by song an's words: "what? The president of night university does not deal with his work at this time, but he is absent-minded in the office. Is he thinking about how to please women? "

Night Mo Xuan not happy ground stares at her, the eye is sharp.

Song an put his hands around his chest and glared at him.

"Although I know these words are very annoying today, I still want to tell you that I don't want to force you any more."

"What did you say?" This sentence is like touching the scale of the night ink Xuan, his eyebrows instantly locked up.

"I can see that she may still have feelings for you, but she won't be with you any more."

These words let the eyebrow of night Mo Xuan lock tightly all the time, his thin lips also pursed tightly, the eyes are not happy to stare at song an.

Song an stood up and said, "don't you think what I said is right? Don't want to hear it? But that's what happened

"What facts?" Night Mo Xuan purses thin lip, cold voice asks a way.

"The fact that she doesn't want to be with you anymore, no matter how much you give."

"Why?" Night Mo Xuan sneered: "little aunt knows her very well? Did you even think of that? "

Seeing his sneer, song an also sneered rudely: "I'm a woman, and I don't know women better than you?"

Night Mo Xuan doesn't talk, but the attitude is very cold, obviously don't want to dump her.

Song an came to brush his brain today. Naturally, he would not just give up and take a step forward.

"Why did you think your mother left you alone?"

Ye Moxuan: "I'm not sure."

There was a twinge in his eyes at the mention of his mother.All these years have passed, but his mother is still a needle in his heart.

At the thought of his mother, he especially hated the people of the night family, especially why he would shed the blood of the night family.

"At that time, your mother had many pursuers, but she never remarried for you, and even if it wasn't for you, she would never marry again. Do you know why? "

Ye Moxuan: "I'm not sure."

Song an: "because she was seriously hurt, she gave her heart out, but it was ruined. Since then, her hope and world have collapsed. How much heart do you think she will have to rebuild her trust in you? No, I should say, trust in men. Her condition is much worse than that of your mother, and she is more stubborn than your mother. What do you think is the probability that she will be with you again? There's no half chance. If you have to count it, it's only about 10 percent. "

Song an said these words, although not pleasant to hear, but to the point, tells the true situation of Han Mu Zi.

No wonder She's always so rejecting herself.

However - night Mo Xuan's eye Mou is deep to get up, hang in bilateral hand to tighten.

"So what?"

"So what? Do you know what my aunt said to you? Even if there's only a 10% chance, do you want to continue to be stupid? You're old and old, and you don't have time for that anymore. "

"Oh." Night Mo Xuan laughingly glared at his aunt: "thanks to you or my aunt, even I'm what temperament you don't know? Not to mention 10 percent, even if it's only 0.1 percent, I'll push it to the end. "

Song an

Night ink Xuan: "I this life must she not."

"You are hopeless!" Song an couldn't help but scold: "who are you pretending to be affectionate now? If you really had to be her, how did you do those things? But I heard Xiao Su say that when people ask to see you, you hang a pregnant woman on a rainy night. "

Mentioning that incident in those years, night Mo Xuan's face appeared the color of pain, gritted his teeth and said: "it was different in those years, I was misled, I thought..."