ex-husband, we have no game

[69 Book Bar - www.] Mu An lowered his head worriedly, looked at the man kneeling in front of him, lowered his voice and said hoarsely: "Zhan Aofan, why are you doing this?"

The man in her memory should be a hard-hearted man who would make mistakes all the way to the end even if he made a mistake, just like how he still threw out the divorce agreement despite letting her burst into tears.

He knelt and waited for her to answer, and she waited quietly for him to stand up. The stiff confrontation, the silent stagnation, even the wind brought out a silent sigh.

Mu Anyou's voice was a bit ethereal: "Zhan Aofan, today, I promised Xu Zhiyan. I promised him that we will officially date."

His heart fell to the bottom, Zhan Aofan felt that chill all over his body, and he couldn't calm down no matter what.

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Time always flew by unknowingly, and when Chang Mo called again to urge her, Mu Anyou suddenly realized that the one-month period she promised had expired.

"Girl, you can't cheat, otherwise I won't be able to spare you." Chang Mo said semi-threateningly on the phone, and Mu Anyou naturally understood that he was grasping her weak spot.

The injury on Huihui's wrist has been completely healed, and the function of the wrist has been restored to 80% to 90%. The month of training and recovery was finally not in vain.

"Okay, Brother Mozi, I will definitely do what I promised you. I will pack up and move out in the next few days." Mu An responded happily because every time he stayed in Zhongyuan District for one more day, he became more and more nervous.

The more I feel...

Since that night, Zhan Aofan still came here every day, and the two of them made a tacit agreement not to mention what happened that night. He took care of them meticulously, and doted on Huihui to the extreme, and Huihui's love for him gradually increased.

rely.

However, the gossip around him became increasingly difficult to control, the words he spoke became less and less taboo, and the words he said became more and more unpleasant. If this continues, it will definitely have an impact on Huihui.

Seeing her responding like this, Chang Mo felt relieved and gave a few words of advice before hanging up the phone.

Xu Zhiyan was delayed abroad for more than a month because of the company's affairs. The two could only understand each other's current situation through phone calls every day and talk about their longing for the separation between the two places.

Just as he was about to call Xu Zhiyan, he suddenly thought that it was early morning in City A and it was night in America, and he should have already rested.

Thinking of this, Mu Anyou put the phone back in his pocket and packed up the things in the house.

Although the house was small, there was no big furniture, but there were quite a few bits and pieces. Before I knew it, the whole morning had passed.

Huihui was taken to the zoo by Zhan Aofan, and he probably wouldn't be able to come back before night.

I stopped my busy movements and was about to cook some noodles to satisfy my hunger when my cell phone rang.

She picked up the phone and said politely to the other party: "Hello, Manager Chen." During these days of vacation at home, the private tasks Chen Mingyuan gave her made her have a lot of money, and she treated him from the bottom of her heart.

Grateful.

"Miss Mu, do you still remember what I told you about my cousin some time ago?" Chen Mingyuan said on the other end of the phone.

"Well, remember, didn't you say you were going to study in France?" Mu Anyou responded, thinking that she would be leaving soon. After all, it had been more than a month. She thought again and felt that there was not enough time, so she refused.

accepted his proposal.

"It's like this. There's something wrong with my cousin's visa. I'm afraid she won't be able to leave this year. My uncle wants to find a French teacher for her. She doesn't have to go there every day. She only needs to have two classes a week, each class.

The class lasts for two hours and lasts until her visa is processed, which will take about half a year. The remuneration is negotiable. What do you think?" Chen Mingyuan explained to her in detail.

Mu Anyou thought for a while and felt that it was not a big problem. There were only two classes a week, so it would not delay anything, so he agreed.

"Miss Mu, that's it, I'll let you know when it will start." Chen Mingyuan said.

"Okay, thank you, Manager Chen."

"That's right. I naturally trust Miss Mu's ability, otherwise I wouldn't ask you to help me with this."

"I hope it goes as you think." Mu Anyou chuckled and replied.

The two briefly talked about other things and then said goodbye.

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Sure enough, when Zhan Aofan brought Huihui back, it was already six o'clock in the evening. At this time in early autumn, the sky was already dark.

Seeing the two figures, one large and one small, who came in with their hands full of things, Mu Anyou was surprised, but he still hurriedly took the shopping bag held in Mu Hui's small hand.

Zhan Aofan was carrying more, and after putting it on the table, Mu Anyou saw that there was a two-layer cake.

"Mom, happy birthday!" Mu Hui's childlike voice reached her ears.

Mu Anyou suddenly came back to her senses from the surprise, and then remembered that today was her birthday. The concept of her own birthday had not been in her mind for so long that she gradually forgot and ignored it.

Just how Mu Hui...

He raised his eyes and looked at the figure who had rolled up his shirt sleeves, with a hint of questioning in his eyes.

"I told him." Zhan Aofan answered her question with a chuckle. Then he took out several vegetables from the shopping bag and said as he walked out: "I think you don't want to go to the restaurant.

So I bought some groceries with Hui Hui and came back."

In the past month, Zhan Aofan has become more and more proficient in doing these household chores. Seeing him neatly cooking dishes, frying pots, and weighing spoons, Mu Anyou's eyes are a little confused...

Givenchy's shirt sleeves were rolled up, wrinkled at the elbows, and his body was splashed with oil spots. He sighed slightly in his heart, how bad is this? A man who cooks in a shirt that costs tens of thousands of dollars is probably the only one who cooks.

Is this the person in front of you?

Finally feeling that something was wrong, Mu Anyou rolled up his long-sleeved T-shirt, took a few steps forward, walked to him, and stretched out his arms.

"I'll do the rest. You can bring the fried dishes to the house first. Huihui must be hungry."

A clear and gentle voice reached his ears, Zhan Aofan tilted his head and looked at the person in front of him.

In this dazed moment, Mu Anyou had already taken the handle of the frying pan.

Zhan Aofan watched her pour oil into the pan and stir-fry quickly. Her slender arms were nimble and nimble, which could not be developed overnight.

Finally, his eyes were fixed on the inner side of her wrist that she turned from time to time. After looking at it for several times, she could see it clearly. Her eyes darkened a bit.

Mu Anyou cut off the power supply to the induction cooker, and just as he was about to put the fried vegetables on the plate, someone grabbed his arm.

"How did you do it?" Zhan Aofan's voice was deep and clear.

"Huh?" Mu Anyou didn't react for a moment, but it wasn't until later that he understood what he was referring to.

"What about this? I accidentally splashed oil on it and it got hot." Now, I have downplayed it, and it seems that I have completely forgotten the pain at the beginning, which was piercing my bones.

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