Well, let her handle it herself.

He night Mo Xuan's woman, how can even deal with the ability of a little small things are not.

Although he doesn't want her to work too hard, Han Muzi is stubborn. Obviously, if he forces her too hard, it will only backfire.

So night Mo Xuan if want to help her share words, estimate can only start from secretly.

On the car, Han Muzi tied his seat belt, and then fell into silence.

Although she had made a lot of excuses for herself when she was in the office before, her heart was entangled by Meng Xueyou's affair all afternoon.

It's nobody else's fault.

If she is not Meng Xueyou, Han Muzi will feel that this girl is very poor. After all, it's not her debt, it's her father's fault.

Even if it is Meng Xueyou who raises the other party's appetite, but for her, she seems to have been unable to find any better way. She can only sell her body with that kind of dirty means.

At the thought that she might be fooled by that group of men, a picture appeared in Han Muzi's mind, and then her head began to ache uncontrollably.

Her breathing became a little unsteady.

The car stopped at the side of the road, a hand came over, covered her forehead: "OK?"

The hand, generous and warm, seemed to pull her from the darkness to the light.

Han Mu Zi opened her eyes and grasped the hand like a straw.

"Moxuan!"

The side Mo Xuan looked at his name in the past.

The other side's eyes are looking at her anxiously, and those dark eyes are full of care and anxiety, without other emotions.

Han Mu Zi doesn't know what he's thinking at this moment. His mouth doesn't listen to the sound of his brain.

"I want to meet Xiao su."

Night Mo Xuan eyes tiny Mi Mi, a moment later hand changed a direction, gently stroked her face.

"Good."

He guessed that there was something, but she didn't want to say it, and he didn't want to force it.

Now she opened a mouth to herself, night Mo Xuan just agreed to her.

The car adjusted a head, night Mo Xuan call Xiao Su, ask where he is.

Xiao Su is dealing with Meng Xueyou, because Han Muzi tells him not to tell yemoxuan about it, so he is extra cautious. At this moment, yemoxuan suddenly calls to ask where he is.

As soon as you listen, something's wrong.

But in front of yemoxuan, Xiao Su did not dare to tell a lie, so he hesitated: "night, less night I'm dealing with personal matters. "

"Personal matters?" Night Mo Xuan picked pick eyebrow, sneer out voice: "is what private matter, let you so hesitant?"

Xiao Su: "it's Er, less night, I'm afraid... "

"Report your location immediately."

"Less night." Xiao Su was in a bit of a dilemma.

"Xiao Su, when Do you have something to hide from me? "

Although the tone of yemoxuan sounds light, Xiao Su feels that his back is cold and his hair is standing up. After he has been with yemoxuan for such a long time, what he fears most is that he is so calm and not angry.

Some people are angry. They are really angry. But yeshao belongs to that kind. You can see that he doesn't seem angry, but it's inexplicable that makes you afraid and depressed.

One side of Han Mu purple finally can't listen to go on, helplessly looked at the night ink Xuan one eye, "is I let him don't tell you, he promised me first, so want to be a trustworthy person."

After explaining, Han Mu Zi raised her voice and said, "Xiao Su, it's me. Where are you now? Send me the location. We'll go there. "

"Young granny?" Hearing Han Mu Zi's voice, Xiao Su felt relieved and didn't falter. Not only that, but also quickly promised to send their position.

After hanging up the phone, night ink Xuan feel a bit complicated mood.

Xiao su Isn't it his assistant?

What, he can't do it now?

"You don't have any complaints, do you?" In the night ink Xuan thinking, Han Mu purple suddenly asked a voice.

The night Mo Xuan returns to God, low voice: "no, what dissatisfaction does this have?"? Xiao Su is my assistant. I should listen to you. "

Han Muzi

Is it her illusion? There's always something wrong.

But after all, Xiao Su is yemoxuan's assistant, so Han Muzi said for her: "I asked him to keep a secret for me. Although he is your assistant, he is not the kind of person who doesn't keep his word, so if you want to blame him, blame me."

"What are you talking about in a mess?" Night Mo Xuan helplessly glanced at her one eye, "he is not to listen to others, listen to you how can I mind?"

Night Mo Xuan leads people to the destination, but it turns out to be a mental hospital.When Han Muzi saw a few words of mental hospital, his mood was a little complicated. She had wondered before whether Meng Xueyou's spirit was in trouble. Now it seems that It's really what she thought.

There's been a mental problem, in that case.

"Little night, little grandma."

Xiao Su met her. In fact, he didn't want to bring people to the mental hospital. After all, he was a madman, and he was also a madman who had hurt her too much before. Xiao Su wanted to take her to other places, and then find someone to look at her for a period of time to make sure that she didn't pretend to be a fool and that she didn't have any other changes to Shaonai.

But the conversation with her in the afternoon made Xiao Su change her mind. She was a kind-hearted person. Even if she was her enemy, she suffered so much.

Although he didn't intend to help each other, he brought her to the mental hospital, which was almost the same.

"Xiao Su, how are you?"

"Young granny, she's in there. She's been making trouble just now. The doctors can't help but give her a tranquilizer. Now she's asleep."

Han Mu Zi bit his lower lip lightly, "asleep? Can you go in and have a look? "

Listen to words, Xiao Su hesitated for a moment, and then turned back to discuss with the people inside, and then came back to say: "you can have a look, but the little grandmother just stand outside to see, lest she suddenly wake up and hurt the little grandmother."

"Yes, thank you."

Han Mu purple quickly step into, night ink Xuan nature don't trust to let him go alone, then step to follow up.

When passing by Xiao Su, he praised him by the way.

"Well done."

The sound came from my ears, cool, but as sharp as a blade.

Xiao Su swallowed a mouthful of saliva subconsciously.

Yeshao, how can you praise him for his good work?

It doesn't sound like praising him. Is it a deliberate irony? In fact, he has offended yeshao to death?

Xiao Su's mood was very complicated, but he kept up with it.