Chapter 567

When two people are together, the most important thing is trust.

At first she didn't trust yemoxuan, but later she thought clearly, so she was willing to trust him and give him time.

Even if he didn't explain it to himself, she waited patiently.

But what happened?

Her tolerance and magnanimity did not exchange for the trust of yemoxuan, but for his query.

Yes.

She still likes him now, so what?

If she's still with him now, what will she do when something happens? It's impossible for two people to respect each other all the time. If she is abandoned again, what will she do in the future?

This kind of feeling, Han Muzi felt that even if she was dead, she didn't want to experience it again.

You can't be soft hearted. You can't be soft hearted.

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that night, Han Muzi struggled to sleep very late. When she woke up the next day, she was dizzy. Xiaoyan called her several times, but she couldn't get out of bed.

Finally, Han Muzi found that he had a bad headache and could only tell Xiaoyan: "I want to sleep a little longer and go to the company later."

Xiaoyan just thought that she didn't sleep well and didn't think so much. She nodded and said that she was OK and went out.

The room was quiet again. Han Muzi was lying there, his head still hurt badly, and he fell asleep again.

After Xiaoyan went out, she unexpectedly saw yemoxuan standing at the door of the elevator. She opened her eyes and said directly: "yezong, how can you be here?"

He left so late last night that he came here early this morning?

I don't miss any time.

Yemoxuan takes a look at her dress, and she already has a bag on her back. At this point, she should go to work, but There was no one behind her.

Night Mo Xuan wring eyebrow, "she?"

Xiaoyan responded, "do you say Muzi? When I get up in the morning and call her, she seems to be still sleeping. Let me go to the company by myself. "

"No good rest?" Night ink Xuan thin lip hook hook, like think of what happy things.

"Probably." Xiaoyan shrinks his neck, but he doesn't know what night Moxuan is happy about.

Ding -

when the elevator comes, Xiaoyan thinks that yemoxuan is going to enter. Who knows, after waiting for a while, he stands in the same place and doesn't mean to enter at all. So Xiaoyan had to raise her feet and go in, and then wait for a while, she finally couldn't help but ask: "Mr. night, you don't want to disturb Muzi's rest in the morning?"

Night Mo Xuan picked pick eyebrow, fierce vision sweep to her.

Xiaoyan immediately shrinks his neck and moves to the corner.

"That I'm also free to ask, "if necessary, I'll open the door for night master?"

Night ink Xuan thin lips light pursed: "no, let her sleep again."

"Oh." Xiaoyan nodded, the elevator door is ready to close at this time, but yemoxuan is not ready to go in.

What's going on?

Does night Mo Xuan want to wait until Mu Zi wakes up at the door?

Until the elevator door really closed, Xiaoyan was still standing in the elevator with a confused face, but After thinking about it, she felt that she should not care so much. After all, it was Muzi's own business.

Last night She said too much to Mu Zi.

After going back, she lay thinking for a long time, thinking that if she was Mu Zi.

After being hurt by Mu Zi, can she still believe in love?

I'm afraid she can't. two failed marriages are enough to make her lose her courage in life.

So, she has not experienced the pain of Han Muzi, what qualifications for her life planning?

Ah, she is really stupid and stupid, and thinks she said that for her sake.

Now think about it, it's really regret and heartache.

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yemoxuan stands at the door for a while, raises her hand and looks at the time on the watch. It's still early, so let her sleep for a while.

Night ink Xuan took the key turned into the room, straight legs through the lattice, finally sat down on the sofa.

He took out the remote control and turned on the TV. What was on the screen was not the TV program, but the door of Han Muzi's house opposite.

In this way, as long as the screen changes, he can receive prompt immediately.

Last night, Xiao Su called him in the middle of the night. He said that the two people who had been with him probably got the news on the way, but they went straight back to their own rental house instead of looking for the behind the scenes.

Xiao Su didn't dare to scare the snake, so he didn't disturb the two men.

But this kind of situation lets night Mo Xuan feel more and more, this behind the scenes mastermind is not ordinary person.

But in the North City, there are few people with this ability. He can almost figure out which ones he is.

Unfortunately, there is no direct evidence.Besides, that person hasn't appeared for a long time.

After all, could it be him?

Oh, let him wait and see.

Time has been so until noon, there is no action on the screen, night ink Xuan in the living room while making a phone call to deal with work, from time to time to see the screen, and so on he finished work, found that the screen did not move.

At a glance, it's already noon.

Is this woman still sleeping?

Then the ink Xuan gets up a few minutes and walks toward the outside.

He went to the door of Han Muzi's house, thin lips slightly pursed, one hand in his pocket, one hand to ring the doorbell.

Ding Dong -

the doorbell rang several times, and no one came to open the door.

Yemoxuan stood patiently waiting at the door. About a minute later, he rang the doorbell again.

At this moment, Han Mu Zi is lying on the big bed of his room, dizzy.

It seems that I heard the doorbell ringing, and it rang several times. I don't know who it is

Han Mu Zi opened the quilt in a daze. When she got up, she was dizzy and almost fell forward. She held the table beside her and shook her head before she stood firm. Then she went downstairs to the door to open the door.

Probably dizzy, so Han Mu Zi didn't see who was standing outside, so he opened the door directly.

Night ink Xuan just want to raise a hand to press again, but hear a click, the door unexpectedly opened directly.

At a glance, he saw Han Mu's purple cheeks and red lips.

Just one eye, the vision of night Mo Xuan is a change, what didn't want to go up directly to clasp her wrist, "you yourself at home?"

"What, what?" Han Muzi was suddenly caught by the wrist, subconsciously want to break free, but the body is soft and has no strength.

The night Mo Xuan originally sees her flushed cheek and red attractive lips, still think what happened to her, but after touching her wrist, he just suddenly surprised.

Because Han Muzi's temperature is frightening.

Looking at her confused appearance, the night Mo Xuan raised his hand to cover her snow-white smooth forehead.

A touch, night Mo Xuan immediately Cu started eyebrow.

"Damn, you have a fever. Don't you know?"