He Is Warmer Than Time

Cao Feng couldn't bear it, so he took a bag of melon seeds and poured them into the fruit plate: "Xiaoye, eat some melon seeds, dinner will be ready soon."

Ye Cheng reluctantly smiled, his expression a little lonely.

After dinner was over, Ye Cheng and Mu Guohui went to the kitchen to bring out the food.

Mu Mian took Tang Ji'an and sat at the dinner table, Mu Guohui's expression was not very good.

He also never expected that the second son of the dignified Tang family would actually be able to squeeze his face in someone else's house.

He is so begging for nothing, what else can he say?

The bowl in front of him was empty, and Mu Guohui said coldly: "There is no food for you."

Mu Mian quickly transferred most of the rice in his bowl to Tang Ji'an's bowl: "You eat, I'm not hungry."

Mu Guohui's face became more and more ugly.

Tang Ji'an could only turn a blind eye and ate dinner calmly.

Ye Cheng originally thought Tang Ji'an would feel uncomfortable and would not come here.

But now he felt that he was superfluous.

He ate the food without knowing what to eat and looked at the two people sitting opposite. The two people did not speak, but their physical movements showed that they were very dependent on each other.

This feeling made him feel lost and hesitated, and regretted it.

Mu Guohui disliked it as he ate: "It's too late. Today is the New Year's Eve again. Vice President Tang should go home quickly."

Deputy Dean Tang: "It's okay. If you have a car, you will be home soon."

Mu Guohui: "Then your driver is still in the car?"

"Yes."

Mu Guohui said unhappily: "Then you can't let people wait for so long, you capitalist bureaucracy, I really can't bear it."

Mu Mian's hand lightly patted the back of his hand below, motioning him not to be angry.

Tang Ji'an smiled and said, "Then next time I will let Sixth Uncle come up to eat together."

Mu Guohui suddenly blew his beard and stared at him. Does he mean that? Did he ask his driver to come up for dinner? This Deputy Dean Tang is really confused.

Mu Mian wanted to laugh when she saw her dad choking without a word.

Vice President Tang's ability to secretly change the concept is really beyond the reach of the dust.

She was really worried. He was the most powerful prosecutor. He really wanted to prepare for the battle. How could her dad be an opponent?

Seeing Mu Guohui's face pale, Tang Ji'an deliberately said, "Didn't uncle mean that? Don't you want sixth uncle to eat at your house?"

Mu Guohui was driven off the shelf by a duck, can you say no: "It can...Of course it can."

Mu Mian couldn't help laughing.

Ye Cheng felt more and more lonely, no one talked to him, no one despised him, as if he was marginalized.

Mu Mian could feel his lost gaze, and she felt uncomfortable, but she knew that she could only treat him like this, and she wanted him to give up this fruitless relationship.

Emotional matters, just can’t be sloppy.

After dinner, Mu Mian wants to send Tang Ji'an downstairs.

Before Mu Guohui spoke, Tang Ji'an refused first: "It's cold outside, you just left the hospital, don't freeze, I can just go downstairs by myself."

Mu Guohui's face, count the expression of your acquaintance.

Mu Mian still sent him to the door, Tang Ji'an whispered: "Go in."

Mu Guohui hurriedly grabbed her and closed the door: "It's cold outside, come in quickly."

As soon as he entered, Mu Mian recovered his expressionless face and looked at Ye Cheng: "It's not early, you can go home."

Mu Guohui's two faces: "He is right at the door, he can go home anytime."