Chapter 582

Night ink Xuan holding the hand of the steering wheel, just on the road, his thin lips slightly up a good-looking radian, the eyes of the side face can be like stars.

Suddenly, he took a chance to look at her.

"You care about me?"

Han Muzi

She looked at him for a while and turned her head to look out of the window.

"When I didn't ask anything."

She didn't want to admit that she cared about him. Instead, he bought breakfast for herself, but he didn't buy his own. It's easy to feel guilty when it comes to anyone, right?

She took out the milk and drank it. The warm liquid slid down her throat into her stomach. After she took a bite of the omelet, she suddenly squeezed the bag she had brought out.

Do you want it for him?

Anyway, she made the sandwich for him subconsciously.

Or Just give it to him?

If he says something, it's a return?

But Han Mu Zi didn't want to take it.

The car drove quietly all the way, until she got to the company downstairs. Han Muzi had eaten the egg rolls and milk. She took a paper towel and wiped her lips.

"Thank you."

After thanking her, she decided to open the door and get off, but suddenly she thought of something.

"By the way, are you going to drive my car back to the community?"

Night ink Xuan pursed thin lips, voice cold way: "don't go to the community, go to the company."

"To the company?" Han Muzi couldn't help staring at her car and pointed to her: "are you going to drive my car? Are you sure? "

Although her car is not particularly bad, compared with the car that yemoxuan usually drives, her car really can't even compare with his, so the price difference is very big.

He drives his own car to the company. Don't you think it's Ramen?

"What's the problem?" Night Mo Xuan lifted Mou to sweep her one eye: "I come to pick you up when off duty, oneself pay attention to safety."

Han Muzi

It seems that he has come for real. Suddenly he remembered what he said to himself last night. He said that he would always be by his side before he made a clear investigation. It seems that he really did what he said.

It's just Isn't he tired of picking himself up all the time?

Han Muzi pinches the bag in her hand, and suddenly feels guilty. She thinks about it and hands it to him.

"Here you are."

Night Mo Xuan's eyebrows and eyes take the color of doubt, probe hand to take the bag in the past, don't wait for him to ask himself, Han Mu Zi will explain first.

"I made breakfast for myself, but didn't you bring me breakfast? So I can't eat this, so Here you are

"Two?" The night Mo Xuan looks at the two sandwiches in the bag, and a faint smile appears in the black eyes, and the thin lips tick: "you eat so much?"

"Yes I usually have double breakfast. What's the problem? "

The more you explain, the more you feel guilty. What's going on? Han Mu Zi saw his bad smile on his lips. He couldn't stand him any more. He bit his teeth and said, "I'll go up first. Do you like it or not?"

Then close the car door, turn around and go, leaving night ink Xuan a figure.

She steps in a hurry, quickly into the company door, and then disappeared in the eye of the night ink Xuan.

Finally can't feel the sight of that road like a grain on the back, Han Mu Zi just relaxed a breath.

Into the elevator, upstairs, Han Muzi went directly to his office.

Not long after she sat down, her mobile phone tinkled. It was a wechat tone.

Han Mu purple opened to see one eye, it is the short message that night Mo Xuan sends.

Short, only four words.

I remember. }

did he remember? Han Mu Zi has some doubts. What does he remember?

Han Muzi frowns and holds her mobile phone, thinking about how to reply to yemoxuan. After thinking about it, she puts down her mobile phone and decides to ignore him.

*

when Xiaoyan came to work, she was surprised to see that Han Muzi was already in the office.

"Come here so early? I thought You're not coming to the company today. " Xiaoyan directly to her side to sit down, and then squeeze her: "last night, millet beans but asked me for a long time, who was the man in the office yesterday?"

Listen, Han Muzi breathes.

"Millet bean asked?"

"But he told me not to tell you, for fear that you would be troubled, that you asked him to keep it secret."

Han Muzi I told him to keep it a secret, and he told you? "

Xiaoyan disgruntled: "even if it's confidential, it's also confidential to outsiders. I'm not an outsider. I've lived with you for so many years. What can't you tell me. Besides, I know more about you and yemoxuan than you do! "

"More than I know?"Xiaoyan shuddered, stretched out her finger and pinched it: "hee hee, I know a little less than you ~"

Han Muzi was really helpless. She shook her head, took up her pen, opened the information, and casually asked: "don't talk about me, talk about you, how are you developing with my brother? After he turned you down, you have been living in Han's house these two days. Have you taken any action? "

Mention this, the expression on Xiaoyan's face is depressed.

"Don't mention it. Since your brother rejected me that day, he now treats me as a transparent person. In the morning, he sent me to school with Xiaomi Dou, but he ignored me all the time. When I got off the bus, the driver reminded me. When I left He didn't look at me either

At this point, Xiaoyan lowered her head, red lips tooted up.

"Mu Zi, am I really bad? That's why your brother refused me even if he didn't want to. Now he even looks redundant when he looks at me? I sometimes It's really sad. And I also feel that I'm shameless. Obviously he refused me, but I pretended that he didn't refuse me, and I always followed Xiaomi Dou back to Han's house. "

Said, Xiaoyan distressed to hold his head, crying: "I think I now with that kind of woman is no different, in your brother's eyes, I must be very annoying that kind of."

Looking at such a small Yan, Han Mu Zi suddenly distressed, can't help reaching out to touch her head.

"Why? You are so excellent, my brother just hasn't found your merit, and To be honest. Do you think Secretary Su is not good? But Even she didn't get my brother's attention. So... "

"So what?"

"I guess my brother doesn't understand feelings?" Han Mu Zi supported her chin with one hand and turned her pencil with the other. She analyzed: "otherwise, how could he have no girlfriend until now? I could tell from his tone that I had been lost since I was a child, and my mother later died of illness because of my affairs. My brother supported the family by himself, so He should be under a lot of pressure all the time. I think he always lives for others... "