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Gradually, his brush stopped.

Looking at him who was slightly bowing his head in thought, it seemed that this document was not easy to sign.

Putting the coffee on his left hand, she slunk back to the side of the sofa with the tray, sat down, and tasted the coffee with the honey on it. It was an indescribable oddity, lacking the purity of the coffee, but she drank it anyway.

Who exactly was that person?

Her mind was entirely on this question.

The office was very quiet, so quiet that it was as if she could hear the sounds of coffee being sipped. She looked at the magazine on the tea table, but she was completely unaware of its contents. Gradually, her stomach started to growl.

Just as she was in a daze, a projection suddenly appeared on the tea table, causing her to subconsciously raise her head. Leng Muxun's hand was currently holding out to her, "Alright, we've already dealt with the urgent documents. Old Xing, let's go."

He placed his hand in the center of Chen Changsheng's palm. It was thick, but it immediately became moist.

Unexpectedly, he wasn't used to it.

As they walked out of the office side by side, this time the female secretary, other than feeling envious, did not stop Leng Muxun.

In the car park, the BMW and the Volkswagen Beetle were stuck together as if taking a nap, "Zhong Wanqiu, tomorrow you have to learn to drive, that way, next time you can drive by yourself."

He reached out to touch her beautiful little Volkswagen Beetle. To be honest, she also liked this car.

Ye Zichen personally opened the car door for her, and when she sat down and fastened her seat belt, the whole operation had already left the security guards in the parking lot dumbfounded.

"Crack", it was the dim light of the flash, just as Wanqiu was about to release his light, Leng Muxun had already started the car without caring, his mood was very good, he casually pressed the sound switch, and a song of a blade-man floated out of the car, an old song, that vicissitudes of life tone made his mood turn gloomy, just as Leng Muxun was about to press the button to change to a song, Wanqiu's hand was already on his, "Don't switch, I like the song of a blade-man."

The snow fell in the song, and although it was a completely different world from the current midsummer, that world had an extra pure beauty.

Leng Muxun did not speak, but instead slowly took his hand off and continued driving, the song continued playing until the car stopped, and then the music stopped. Wanqiu's thoughts retracted from his thoughts, he had arrived, but it was not Japanese cuisine. He switched to a Korean cuisine and welcomed her out of the car, saying: "There's also a noodle soup here, it's a bowl of cold noodles in the middle of summer, it's for the summer, and it's for the summer."

She smiled and retracted the faint sadness from listening to the song, "Xun, thank you." She loved the cold noodles of the state, the sweet and sour ones, and the even better with an egg and a few slices of grilled sausage.

"Can I send you away with a bowl of noodles?" Her smile made him think for a moment. Maybe it was because he just got out of the car now, but the smell of the song still lingered on her, making him remember Min Qiu. It had been a few days already.

The hostess led him and her into the main hall. It was long past dinner time. There were only a few people in the dining room. Whispers could be heard occasionally, but those far away couldn't hear them clearly.

"Sir, are you two?"

"Yes."

"Then the VIP box in the innermost area." With just a look at Leng Muxun's imposing manner, the welcoming lady suggested with a smile.

Just as Leng Muxun was about to say something, at the side, Wanqiu said: "Xun, let's sit over there, near the window. Actually, it is quite quiet outside." As she ate, she looked out of the window. It felt so good to be his woman, she suddenly realized. At the very least, she didn't have to worry about the food and salt, nor did she have to be conflicted over food and living expenses like before.

Why couldn't he be as powerful as he was? If he could do what he wanted without relying on anyone, how great would it be?

Leng Muxun nodded, "You have the final say today."

Heh heh, she was a birthday star. It was a day of unexpected favor for her, but she suddenly discovered that her birthday was actually so good.

Through the window, the clear glass seemed to be filled with flowing water. The water drops transformed into countless tiny streams that painted a simple story about them on the glass. It was a very mysterious story.

"Sir, Miss, please order." The young miss who had ordered the dishes stood politely in front of the table, placed the two menu in front of Wanqiu and Leng Muxun, and also called back Wanqiu's line of sight that had landed on the window.

"Does it look good?" However, Leng Muxun was not in a hurry to order dishes, and looked at her with concern, as if he was not hungry.

She picked up the menu and casually said, "It's alright."

Leng Muxun nodded in understanding as he focused on the menu. Wanqiu imitated the northerners on TV and sat on the brick bed, from the south, he saw that this kind of brick bed in the north was extremely weird, although it gave people the feeling that it was a traditional brick bed, but, it was actually a type of decoration, where could one sit on the brick bed and turn on the air conditioner?

But here, it was.

Since it was her birthday and he had asked her to order, Wanqiu unceremoniously ordered a few dishes. In the end, she ordered a hot cabbage.

Leng Xiao was the first to arrive, she had obviously prepared the soup beforehand. She raised her head to look at Leng Muxun, who gestured to her, "You eat first."

Picking up the spoon, she scooped a spoonful of cold broth into her mouth. It was really sour and sweet. It was the kind of taste she liked the most, "Delicious." As she sincerely praised him, she had even forgotten the year and month when she last ate the cold noodles. She had really forgotten.

"Happy Birthday." After eating only two bites, a blue rose was sent to her nose. It was still that light blue, and it was filled with the beauty that was like fog. She sniffed lightly, "Xun, you will make me fall in love with you."

"Then love it." He picked up the chopsticks and placed them on the table. His eyes were filled with gentleness as he looked at the dishes on the table. There were some people that needed to be put down.

In the past, he had always been wrong.

This was the third time he had eaten alone with the two of them.

Thinking of this, his lips curved into a charming smile. It was as if every time she ordered something, it would be for noodle soup. The first two times, it was purely for noodle soup, but this time, it was for Korean cuisine plus cold noodle.

He picked up a freshly roasted autumn swordfish and placed it on her plate, "The noodles are cold soup, don't eat too much. Your stomach will get cold."

She stuck out her tongue. She was truly a different type of person. Despite having a table full of good dishes, she liked this cold noodles. Furthermore, that plate of hot cabbage was unexpectedly tasteless.

The blue rose was quietly blooming in a vase with a thin neck, exuding a delicate fragrance, lightening the atmosphere between the two of them, causing a romantic atmosphere to float in the dining room. She had heard that they were married before they fell in love, but she and him, in truth, had not received that certificate, so it could be considered a love story.

However, there were already two little ghost heads between the two of them. They were probably going to pick up the two little fellows after they finished their meal and rested for a while.

As he ate, he could feel the water moving on the glass beside him. It felt really good.

After they finished eating, Leng Muxun waved his hand, and a waiter took his gold card to settle the bill. This man, wherever he went, would unconsciously attract the gazes of many girls.

Handsome and rich men, women love.

If that was the case, she should be considered happy.

In fact, she was just an orphan.

Suddenly, she thought of Liang Shuzhen, and immediately after, Bai Moyu. When they were walking side by side, she casually asked: "Did you give my ID card to Moyu?"

"Well, he came back this morning." Hearing her talk about Bai Moyu, Leng Muxun's face sank, but he quickly returned to normal, "Wanqiu, Bai Family, it's best if you don't go in the future."

She was startled and suddenly stopped, "Why? My mom is still in Bai Family. "

"If you miss her, then just arrange a time and come out to meet her. In any case, it's best if you don't go to the Bai Family too often in the future."

She did not say anything, even if she did not agree, why wouldn't Leng Muxun allow her to go? She was a person, not an appendage of his.

The car started, "Wanqiu, I hope you will remember my words. Also, I originally wanted to bring you to Music Fountain Plaza, but, we are about to pick up the children.

Looking at the watch on his wrist, it was time to pick up the kids. However, it was still too early. Calculating the time, it was not time for the kids to end class yet. They would be in the morning for about half an hour.

As he drove, his hands and legs were very nimble and he didn't look like he was hurt at all. This man was very well-built. His wounds came fast, but they didn't disappear immediately, at least they stayed on his body for a while.

But at least she didn't have to wipe his body.

This man was always finding ways to bully her.

After passing through the traffic, they soon arrived at the vicinity of the kindergarten. On both sides of the road were mango trees that exuded a sweet fragrance. Among the shadows of the tall trees, there were yellow and green mixed in with the unripe mango fruits. Right now, they were quietly hanging on the tree.

Very quickly, Leng Muxun's car stopped at the side of the road. The cold air was very strong, so the car was not hot at all.

She really wanted to get out of the car and take a seat on such a beautiful lawn, but looking back at him, she felt that he definitely wouldn't agree. How could a big shot like him be willing to condescend to sit with her on the open grass?