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It was just two simple words, "Mi Xue", but Mi Xue already knew that the one on the other side of the phone was Gu Licheng.

Judging from Lin Muhan's appearance, he probably already knew about it.

He took out his phone, looked at the number on it, and could not help but frown: Li Cheng, you changed your number?

"Nope." Gu Licheng's voice was somewhat low.

Mi Xue switched on the handphone for free, then opened her contact list. After carefully searching for a while, she confirmed that Gu Licheng's number had indeed been deleted.

She didn't delete it herself, and no one else would touch her phone.

Her gaze turned towards Lin Muhan. Although she saw that he still had a cold face, her eyes avoided Lin Muhan's gaze and she immediately understood.

"Do you have time? "Come out and take a seat." Gu Licheng said in a low voice.

"I'm sorry, I have something to do right now." Mi Xue looked at Lin Muhan's gloomy face and rejected him immediately.

"True." Gu Licheng said self-deprecatingly, "You should be eating with him now, I won't disturb you anymore."

"Hmm?" Now it was Michelle's turn to wonder.

"You posted it on Weibo." Gu Licheng explained in a low voice.

Michelle smiled and said, "It was just a casual post."

"Maybe everyone knows now. It's good to see you happy." Although it was just a blessing, it felt a little awkward coming from Gu Licheng's mouth.

What Michelle noticed was that he had said something else. What did everyone mean?

Just as he was about to ask, Lin Muhan had already snatched the phone over, and smugly said to the other side, "Thank you, Mr. Gu."

Then, he hung up the phone with a "pa" sound.

"Why are you snatching my phone?" Michelle took the phone and muttered. Then, as if she remembered something, she asked, "You deleted his number, didn't you?"

Lin Muhan thought back to his previous little action, he did not admit nor deny it, and only spoke in a righteous tone, "Storing these unimportant numbers is a waste of memory!"

Then why do you still have Meng Yuyan! Mi Xue only dared to say these words in her heart. She rolled her eyes at Lin Muhan and opened her Weibo.

Nani!

She could not believe her eyes. In the time it took to eat a meal, she was already a hundred thousand!

Looking at the number of forwards on the Weibo just now, she finally knew what Gu Licheng meant by "Lin Muhan's cooking". In an instant, it had become popular.

"Um, I seem to have done something wrong." Mi Xue looked at Lin Muhan awkwardly.

"Hmm?"

"That Weibo post was forwarded by the media and became popular. I think it will cause you a little trouble." Michelle made a gesture with her hand.

Lin Muhan put down the thing in his hand, and looked at Mi Xue seriously. "Since it will cause trouble, how do you plan to comfort me?"

"Huh?" Michelle's mouth fell open in shock. "Should I cook tonight?"

"It's not as delicious as me."

"I'll treat you!"

"Not with my money."

"..."

Mi Xue suddenly felt that this man was a little difficult to serve. In the end, she had to accompany him to read all the documents before she gave up.

The peaceful days were short. As night fell, things that were unsuitable for the day began to surface.

Mi Xue used the ingredients in the refrigerator to prepare dinner. Just like noon, she did not allow Lin Muhan to help, she only slowly prepared by herself in the kitchen.

If it were not for the fact that the luggage was not here, Michelle would definitely have changed into a set of heavy clothes. After all, to her, cooking was actually a very solemn affair.

Of course, only foodies would have such thoughts.

Lin Muhan sat on the sofa, which she had made in the morning. She quietly watched as her slender body moved about in the kitchen, and she couldn't help but smile, which was a curve that he did not even notice.

Perhaps, that was what a family should be like.

Ring, ring, ring!

Mi Xue who was in the kitchen heard it too, she turned her head to look at Lin Muhan, only to see him frowning slightly as he turned back to prepare dinner.

"Hello." After the bell rang for a while, Lin Muhan finally picked up.

He did not know what was on the other end of the phone, but he seemed somewhat distressed. After hanging up the phone, he picked up the coat that was on the sofa and put it on, then walked to the kitchen.

When Michelle turned around and saw that everything was ready, she looked a little disappointed.

"You want to go out?" she asked tentatively.

"Yes." Lin Muhan said solemnly, "You eat first, I might be a bit late in coming back."

The elation from earlier had disappeared in an instant. It was as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over him, causing him to be extremely disappointed.

"Alright!" Michelle smiled in agreement.

But who would've thought that she was actually feeling some pain? It was just that she had covered it up well, and she felt like she had been expecting too much.

Lin Muhan kept all the emotions in the depths of her eyes, and suddenly reached out to grab her in his arms, bent down, and precisely covered her lips.

Soft, warm.

Mi Xue was momentarily stunned. She quickly closed her eyes naturally and responded to his kiss with a faint smell of tobacco. She felt that the kiss was very pleasing to the nose.

Lin Muhan embraced her waist, and Michelle climbed onto his neck.

Their auras interacted and became one.

A deep kiss!

When Mi Xue felt that she was about to suffocate, Lin Muhan finally released her. He was already panting heavily as he placed his hand on her shoulder, maintaining the distance between them, Lin Muhan suddenly didn't want to go anywhere at all.

"Don't you still have matters to attend to?" Michelle paused for a moment to catch her breath before speaking in a low voice.

This sentence interrupted his slight hesitation.

He let go of her hand, and her voice was a little hoarse, "Rest early. You haven't completely recovered, do you want Aunt Liu to come over?"

"No, I can take care of myself." Michelle shook her head.

In this place, she only wanted to leave behind traces of her and Lin Muhan, and that would only belong to their private spaces. Even if this period of time was very short, very short …

Lin Muhan reached out his hands to caress her face, and then turned around and left.

He left.

It was a small house, but Michelle still felt lonely and didn't want to cook anymore. She casually cooked some noodles and turned the volume of the TV to its maximum as she waited by herself.

Just as he closed the door, Lin Muhan's footsteps paused, an unprecedented look of hesitation appeared in his eyes, but in the end, he still chose to leave.

He didn't get out of the car immediately. Instead, he lit a cigarette and sat quietly in the car. The cigarette butts flickered and disappeared, while smoke slowly filled the car.

After he finished the cigarette, he opened the car door, pressed the cigarette butt and threw it into the trash can, then strode towards the bar called "Multicolored".

Smoke lingered, and the music was ear-piercing. There were a few ladies wearing very little clothes on the stage dancing frantically, but they did not attract Lin Muhan's attention at all.

He strode to the box upstairs and pushed open the door, looking at the man and woman inside.

"Aiya, Lin Shao, you finally came. I was about to die from anxiety." Li Yijie saw Lin Muhan standing at the entrance, and anxiously pulled his sleeves.

Lin Muhan withdrew it without leaving a trace, "What is it?"

"Yu Yan is drunk, even if she doesn't want to leave, crying and calling your name, I can't do anything about it." Li Yijie pointed to Meng Yuyan who was on the sofa with his head buried in his knees.

Lin Muhan slightly frowned, and stood in front of Meng Yuyan, "I'll send you back."

"Return..." Meng Yuyan suddenly laughed, then cried even more, "I can't go back anymore!"

A flash of impatience appeared in his eyes, he turned and looked at Li Yijie, "What's going on?"

"I don't know either. At noon, she suddenly asked me to drink wine, eat, drink, then sing. After singing, then came back to the bar and asked her what she didn't want to say." Li Yijie spread out his hands, "That's why I called you."

Lin Muhan stretched out his hand and stood up at once. The two of them looked at each other.

Seeing her crying until her eyes were red and swollen, her slightly drenched hair stuck to her forehead, Lin Muhan said softly, "I'll send you back."

Just as he was about to pull her out, Meng Yuyan suddenly hugged him from behind.

Lin Muhan's footsteps paused, allowing her to cry behind him.

"It's getting late, I'll go back first." When Li Yijie saw this scene, he felt hurt. He casually found an excuse to stumble away.

The room door closed, leaving only the two of them behind.

"Han, don't leave me. I already have nothing left." Meng Yuyan hugged him tightly, and said those words while feeling choked up.

"I'll send you back." Lin Muhan took a step forward.

Meng Yuyan held onto him tightly, "I can't go back, I don't have a home anymore, wuuuuu …"

In the end, Lin Muhan could not stay as cold as ice. He turned around, supported her shoulders and asked in a low voice, "What happened, you're not going to say anything. How can I help you?"

"Will you help me?" Meng Yuyan kept her tears and raised her head to look into Lin Muhan's eyes.

"Yu Yan, we have known each other for ten years. You should know what kind of person I am." Lin Muhan did not express his stance and calmly answered the question.

Meng Yuyan lowered her head and sobbed softly, Lin Muhan helplessly sighed, and pulled her along to the sofa, "Speak."

"You should be clear about the situation in Meng. Family has always been together with us, we can always help. Other suppliers and clients thought so too, but today she posted a blog post that caused a sensation. " Meng Yuyan said as she studied Lin Muhan's expression.

Seeing that he didn't answer, he continued, "Many customers directly cancel their orders, and the supplier suddenly has to pay in advance to amend the contract, grandpa, grandpa …"

After saying that, Meng Yuyan's tears once again fell like beads with a broken string.

Lin Muhan did not express anything from start to finish, which made Meng Yuyan confused, and he could only lower his head and pretend to be crying.

After a long while, Lin Muhan took out his phone, "Chairman Meng, I am Lin Muhan, regarding the cooperation that Meng has mentioned, I will ask Secretary Lee to contact him tomorrow, is it convenient for you two?"

After hanging up the phone, Lin Muhan looked at the crying Meng Yuyan, "Come, I'll send you back."

"Cold!" Meng Yuyan suddenly jumped onto Lin Muhan's body and quickly kissed him.