He Is Warmer Than Time

Secretary Tang said cautiously: "Associate Hospital, it's late, you should go back to rest. Let's talk about it tomorrow."

Tang Ji'an glanced at him coldly. Secretary Tang almost broke out in cold sweat, and quickly silenced. A group of people followed Tang Ji'an up to the seventh floor into his office and began a meeting.

On the way, Ye Cheng asked tentatively: "Why did you get out of the procuratorate so late?"

Mu Mian: "I'm working as a secretary for Tang Ji'an these days."

Ye Cheng curled his mouth and frowned slightly, "Why would you be his secretary?"

"His second secretary is in his hometown and can't make it through, so I can't wait two days."

"There are so many people in the prosecutor's office, why do you want to top it?"

Mu Mian smiled: "Maybe it's because I'm beautiful and clever and cute."

She knew that Tang Ji'an was trying to give her a breath of anger in front of her cousin, but she hadn't thought about why Tang Ji'an did this.

Ye Cheng's eyes flashed: "Do you have a good relationship?"

Mu Mian shrugged: "That's not a sky-high vase. He doesn't want me to pay for it. I think I must always repay the generosity of others."

Ye Cheng's expression is not very good: "Are you...not filming recently?"

"Well, after the Lantern Festival, I am idle and I am idle, just come over and meet the world."

Ye Cheng felt uncomfortable, but he had nothing to say.

He felt that he seemed to have missed the best opportunity to confess. He suddenly felt that if he spoke rashly now, it seemed that he would only push Mu Mian further.

He flinched a little, became cowardly, and was struggling with gains and losses.

The car stopped at the door of Mu's house. Mu Mian was about to get off. Ye Cheng grabbed her wrist. Mu Mian instinctively retracted his hand. The flash of defense in his eyes made him feel a little hurt.

Mu Mian clapped his hands: "Speak well, don't move your hands. Mu Qin and my elder aunt saw that, and they wanted to say that I was hooking up, don't you know them?"

Ye Cheng whispered: "Even if you are a secretary, he shouldn't let you leave work alone at that night. What if you can't get a taxi? What if you encounter a bad guy?"

Mu Mian waved his hand indifferently: "Haicheng has good law and order, and it won't be possible. Okay, I got off the car, and you go home soon."

After speaking, she got out of the car, opened the door happily, and returned to her home.

The street lights in the alley flickered, went out with a click, and the power went out again.

Ye Cheng sat in the car, looking at the quiet and cold sky, his heart was a little blocked, he thought Mu Mian would always wait for him in place, he thought he could do his career first.

But Mu Mian is not the flower he raised. When she is in full bloom, others will see her beautiful.

When he didn't pay attention, the vines of flowers stretched out of the wall.

Ye Cheng lit a cigarette and smoked it slowly. He didn't smoke very much, and would only come to one when he was upset.

He was just outside her yard, in his car, smoking a cigarette until twelve o'clock, the stars were shining with a cold light, and he suddenly felt that the road ahead was a little fuzzy.

What is he pursuing?

What does he want most?

Late at night, he drove the car forward a bit, got out of the car, and entered the house...

The next day, Mu Mian got up a little earlier. She didn't want Tang Ji'an to wait for her outside. While brushing her teeth in the yard, Mu Qin had already eaten breakfast and was ready to go out.

Muqin gave her a meaningful look. She walked ten minutes late tonight. When she went out to see, the car from the vice yard did not come.

The corner of her mouth twitched, heh, the car from the vice yard had arrived at her door at this time yesterday.