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Michelle was standing in front of the huge french window of her office, looking out at the bright neon lights, the cold world shrouded in steel and concrete, and the unfathomable enchantment shining under the moonlight. She was frowning deeply as she fell into deep thought.

"Xiao Xue, it's getting late, shouldn't we go back now?" Deng Xiaobei stood behind Mi Xue for a long time as a clean voice echoed within the large office.

"Huh?" Mi Xue shuddered and looked at the clock on the wall. It was 9: 35 PM on the pointer. Unknowingly, it's already so late. Let's go back!

"Snowy, why haven't you been going off work with the CEO lately? We have nothing else to do, so we'll just stay here in the office. Deng Xiaobei tidied up her things as she muttered to herself.

Mi Xue smiled and did not express any opinion. She merely walked to Deng Xiaobei's side and caressed her head with a look of silence.

"Xiao Xue, I know you have doubts about Yumeng. Forget about you, even I do, but think about it, what reason does the CEO have to lie to you? Unless he has second thoughts towards you from the beginning to the end! "

Deng Xiaobei seemed to be unintentional, as she explained all of the grudges that were hidden in Mi Xue's heart. Because she knew that some things would go numb if they were hidden in her heart, and only if she said it out loud and placed it in front of a second person besides herself would Michelle have no choice but to face it.

"Let's go back!" Mi Xue's hand that was holding the bag trembled slightly. Clearly, Deng Xiaobei's words were effective.

Mi Xue really doubted the background of that woman in the family, and could not bear Lin Muhan's considerate and caring attitude towards her. She hinted a few times that Lin Muhan didn't care, but Mi Xue could only hide her doubts, quietly avoiding too much contact with her, and even began to avoid Lin Muhan.

Yan Xiaonan was sitting on the sofa in the living room. Her phone screen flashed as she typed in a text message: "Almost there!"

Yan Xiaonan immediately sat up, forced out a sweet and innocent smile, and carried a cup of hot milk upstairs.

Lin Muhan was currently sitting in his study room, waiting for Mi Xue to return. He seemed to have sensed Mi Xue's recent estrangement and inexplicable temper, but he could not pinpoint the reason.

Yan Xiaonan carefully knocked on the door thrice, a sincere and sweet smile on her face, "Big brother Muhan, can I come in?"

"Come in!" Lin Muhan slowly put down the book in his hand and raised his head to meet the gentle gaze that Yan Xiaonan had sent over.

"Big brother Muhan, I brought you hot milk. Here! A cup of hot milk is good for you tonight! " Yan Xiaonan slowly walked towards Lin Muhan, her eyes shining brightly.

"Ahh …" There was only a sharp scream, and before Lin Muhan could react, Yan Xiaonan was already in his hands. He leapt forward, and landed in Lin Muhan's arms along with the cowboy.

"Big brother Muhan, I'm sorry!" Yan Xiaonan laid on the ground in her arms as she looked at Lin Muhan innocently.

"Are you hurt from the fall?" Lin Muhan immediately stood up and pushed Yan Xiaonan away from his embrace. The two of them looked at each other with expressions of awkwardness.

"I'm fine, big brother Muhan. Hurry and take off your clothes, you're all dirty!"

Yan Xiaonan's face reddened slightly. With a guilty face, she looked like a kid who had done something wrong and quickly squatted down to pick up the broken milk cup from the ground.

"Put it there!" Tell the servants to come and clean it up! Hurry back and change your clothes! " Lin Muhan stood in front of Yan Xiaonan and extended his hand, his tone calm and indifferent.

Yan Xiaonan turned her head to look at Lin Muhan, and continued to pack, and kept apologizing: "I'm sorry! Big brother Muhan! I'm sorry! "

Lin Muhan helplessly shook his head, and unbuttoned his shirt as he walked out.

"Madame is back?" Aunt Zhang stood at the door and took the bag from Mi Xue's hands.

Mi Xue looked around the living room quietly, but Lin Muhan and Yan Xiaonan were nowhere to be seen, so she asked: "Where is the CEO and Miss Yan? Why isn't he here? "

"They... It seemed to be a study in the room! I haven't been in the living room for a while! " Aunt Zhang stammered, and glanced at Mi Xue from time to time, looking guilty.

Mi Xue took a deep breath and ran upstairs quickly. When she reached the stairs, she saw Lin Muhan coming out of the study in untidy clothes.

"Xue'er is back, I …" Lin Muhan smiled as he looked at Mi Xue, and then awkwardly glanced at her opened shirt. Before she could even finish her sentence, she was interrupted by Mi Xue when she was about to explain.

"What are you doing?" Mi Xue glanced at Lin Muhan sharply, then passed by him and directly entered the study.

Yan Xiaonan had already cleaned up the glasses and cowboys on the ground, leaving behind a dazzling milky white stain on the vermilion floor.

Seeing Mi Xue walk in angrily, Yan Xiaonan squatted on the ground as she opened her shirt's three buttons. She bit her lips and stared into Mi Xue's eyes, which were filled with anger. Mi Xue could clearly see that Yan Xiaonan's eyes were filled with charm and complacency, but it disappeared the moment Lin Muhan came in, as if he had never seen it before.

"Yumeng, you should hurry up and leave! This is for Aunt Zhang to clean up! " Seeing that, Lin Muhan smiled and spoke softly, using his eyes to signal her to go out.

"Miss Yan, Little Bei has never come to this study easily, why is it that Aunt Zhang is so ignorant, and wants you to do such menial work in my Lin Family?"

Mi Xue looked at Yan Xiaonan who was squatting on the ground pitifully with an expressionless face. She was already furious in her heart, but she didn't see anything.

Yan Xiaonan timidly looked at Mi Xue and then at Lin Muhan with pleading eyes, as if waiting for Lin Muhan to save her.

"I'm sorry, Sister Michelle. I didn't do it on purpose! "

"You didn't do it on purpose? What did you just do? " Michelle smiled, puzzled.

Lin Muhan reached out and pulled Mi Xue's arm, saying a little unhappily, "Xue'er, what are you doing? She just brought me a cup of hot milk and spilled it, so she took the initiative to pack it up. I see that you're tired even after staying at the company for the whole day! " Lin Muhan pulled Mi Xue along as he turned around and walked out.

Yan Xiaonan looked at the backs of Lin Muhan and Mi Xue and laughed complacently.

"Muhan, can you really not feel uncomfortable looking at her face?" Mi Xue flung Lin Muhan's hand away and looked at him in a daze with red eyes.

Lin Muhan frowned. He stepped forward and tried to hug Mi Xue, but Mi Xue's hand pushed her away. Mi Xue stretched out her right arm, maintaining an arm's length away from Lin Muhan.

Lin Muhan stared blankly in place, at a loss of what to do. His smile froze on his face. Didn't we agree to trust each other? "

"Trust? I trust you! I want to know what you did to her face! Don't you feel anything special about that face that's the exact same face as your first girlfriend's, the face you used to dream about? " Her thin body trembled slightly in the dark room.

Lin Muhan slowly stepped forward and extended his hand in an attempt to approach Mi Xue. "Xue'er, she's not Meng Yuyan! There is no such person in our world anymore! "

"Don't come over! They say that men can never reject their first love, but facing that face, have you ever thought about the past between you and Meng Yuyan? Are you really not selfish enough to keep her by your side? "

Michelle cried like the rain, choked with sobs and retreated two steps, her eyes filled with resentment.

"So it turns out that you've never trusted me from the beginning till the end!"

Lin Muhan helplessly looked at Mi Xue, and turned around to walk out of the room, leaving behind Mi Xue who had tears all over her face.

Lin Muhan walked to the back garden and looked at the stars that twinkled in the sky. A light breeze blew against his face, as if it had entered his heart, causing a chill in the depths of his heart. Lin Muhan clenched his fists and took a deep breath, thinking that Mi Xue might be crying so much that she might be hurt at this moment, hence he suppressed his previous anger.

Lin Muhan quickly walked to the front of the Mi Xue door. He was about to knock on it when he heard Mi Xue crying her heart out, but he couldn't bear to do so. He took back his hand, thought for a moment, then turned and went to find Deng Xiaobei who was in the guest room.

"Xiao Bei, go accompany Xue'er! She … You don't seem to be in a good mood! "

Lin Muhan smiled as he looked at Deng Xiaobei, trying her best to maintain a calm expression on her face, so as to not let her sorry state and panic reveal itself.

When Deng Xiaobei walked into the room, Mi Xue was still sitting on the ground. In the pitch black room, she was like an injured ghost, constantly sobbing, thinking about the moment when Lin Muhan came out of the study, her heart had almost jumped to her throat. There was also the woman who had squatting on the ground with a pleased look in her eyes, that terrifying face.

"Little Snow! Why are you sitting on the ground? Hurry and get up! " Deng Xiaobei anxiously squatted beside Mi Xue and pulled her arm.

Mi Xue struggled free from Deng Xiaobei's hands, wiped her tears, and said softly with a coarse voice. "Xiao Bei, do you know? "Once the old wound in my heart is opened again, it will turn into pus and rot. Finally, it will corrode the flesh near my heart!"

"Then let's gouge out that festering wound. Rather than prolonging my breathing painfully, it would be better to just cut it off completely." Deng Xiaobei's voice was soft but firm.

"Flenser? Hehehehe... "I can't bear to part with it!" Michelle sobbed, sniffled, and her bitter laugh echoed through the night.

Deng Xiaobei reached out to help Mi Xue wipe her tears, and said sincerely, "Xiao Xue, although I don't know what you're crying about, I only know that the person who makes you cry in grief is definitely not the person who's worth your tears!"

"What I'm most afraid of is to repeat the same mistake. After going around in circles, you've always been going around in circles!" Mi Xue sighed. She supported Deng Xiaobei and slowly stood up, the sadness in her eyes mixed with determination. This was exactly what Deng Xiaobei wanted to see.

Deng Xiaobei knew that the good show was about to begin!