President Mo, Your Ex-Wife Ran Away Again!

Shen Xilan just clicked to the end.

Mu Ziyun changed people all over, leaving the housekeeper alone, which shows that he trusts the housekeeper.

"I'm going out, the butler is going to stay here?" Shen Xilan put the bowl of Sanxian Meatballs into the tray, ending the topic just now.

The housekeeper walked up to the stove rather uncomfortably, and said: "Miss Shen is going to be busy. I have to look at the chicken soup to rest assured, this is what Mu always wants to drink."

She set the time and temperature, and when the time comes, it will stop. There will be no such thing as boiled dry. Besides, the management is so strict, and she is afraid that people will not be poisoned?

But if he wants to watch it, just watch it.

Shen Xilan shrugged, too lazy to pay attention to him anymore, picked up the tray and left the kitchen.

Mu Ziyun didn't sleep. Seeing her come out, he sat up on the sofa and smiled: "It smells very fragrant, as if I haven't eaten it?"

"Well, I probably haven't cooked it for you. The butler bought a lot of dishes and I just made them simply. In fact, it’s the first time I’ve made them. I’ve eaten my mother’s before. Just like it. There is chicken soup in the pot. You can drink some tomorrow."

Shen Xilan put the bowl on the glazed table in front of Mu Ziyun and handed the spoon to him.

Mu Ziyun took the spoon and took a sip of the soup, and sighed contentedly: "Lan Lan, your cooking has improved again, and I am the first one to eat, so happy."

The first one to eat, Shen Xilan suddenly felt uncomfortable when hearing this sentence, although it was the truth.

Feeling owed to another man.

Seeing Shen Xilan distracted, Mu Ziyun deliberately increased his voice by decibels, and sighed, "I feel so hungry after drinking the soup."

Shen Xilan woke up and said, "It's already midnight, and I haven't eaten dinner. It's strange if I'm not hungry. Now you eat slowly, I should go back."

It took only a few hours to come here, and it was almost twelve o'clock.

Mu Ziyun took a spoon with her hand and raised her eyes to look at her: "Are you going to leave so soon? Can you wait until I finish eating?"

Perhaps the shadow left by Mu Ziyunsen's cold eyes was too strong the day before yesterday, and now looking at his peaceful and innocent eyes, Shen Xilan found that she couldn't refuse.

In the face of his injury, make a compromise once.

"Then you eat." Shen Xilan sat on the single sofa diagonally across from him.

But as soon as she sat down, Mu Ziyun changed his mind again.

"No, you can go."

"Huh?" Shen Xilan snorted in confusion.

From his eyes, she couldn't understand what he meant.

When I recalled it carefully, it seemed that when she could understand him, it was when he cared about her and paid for her.

"It's too late, you have to go to work tomorrow. Although you don't want to watch you go to work at Mo Jingsen, you will certainly not listen to me, but you have worked hard, and it is me who loves you, so you go first."

Distressed?

If the previous sentence can still be understood as Mu Ziyun and Mo Jingsen are not dealing with each other, so I don't want to see her go to work in Mo Jingsen's company.

Now this sentence is very straightforward.

Shen Xilan was very helpless, but his current injury was really serious, and he couldn't be too emotional.

Therefore, she can only treat it as not hearing it.

Everything, wait until his injury stabilizes.

Shen Xilan got up and said: "You have to take the medicine on time, and the meal is the same, otherwise the doctor will be useless no matter how good you are. I wish you a better soon."

"Then you will come to see me tomorrow?" Mu Ziyun put down the spoon, raised his eyes to look at Shen Xilan, and asked seriously.

Shen Xilan choked, she definitely won't come tomorrow.

But being stared at this way, it seemed a bit hard to tell.

Without waiting for her to say, Mu Ziyun said again: "When I see you, my mood will be much better. I can eat rice and drink medicine. I know that I have made you work hard today, and I won’t want you to cook tomorrow. , I will let someone find the chef, you just come to see me, okay?"

After he finished speaking, Shen Xilan, who was hesitant on the other side, asked "How about?" and stood up a little excited, but because of the movement too fast, the injury to his chest made him almost fall.

Shen Xilan hurriedly stretched out her hand, but Mu Ziyun leaned on the edge of the sofa to stabilize her body.

She hurriedly searched the hand that had touched the wound when she was cooking, and nodded and agreed: "Okay, I will see you tomorrow, then you will eat first, and it will be cold in a while."

"Yeah." Mu Ziyun smiled contentedly.

Shen Xilan twitched the corner of her mouth and turned to leave.

The smile on the corner of Mu Ziyun's mouth remained after Shen Xilan left, but the smile in his eyes had no warmth. He took the spoon and ate little by little the meal she made by hurting her hand again. He enjoyed it very much. .

The butler came out and said respectfully: "Ms. Mu, Ms. Shen probably won't come forward and secretly bring Ms. Mo Shu."

"Well, she really doesn't have a temperament. How is the computer room above? Except for Mo Shu, no one can do it?"

"You also know Miss Mo Shu's skills. She set a special password. People on our side can't crack it, and even if it cracks, it's useless. The data inside is all codes, only Miss Mo Shu understands."

"Mo Shu, she doesn't know which one we want her to hack, right?"

"I don't know. Ms. Mo Shu has never been in contact with a family business. She is not familiar with the things in her own business."

"Let's put it here first." Mu Ziyun threw the spoon into the bowl with a crisp sound.

The butler suddenly couldn't help but shrank his neck, and only promised: "Okay."

"Send someone to follow Shen Xilan to see if she goes home at night?"

If it weren't for the last time the tracker was discovered by the eye-catching Mo Jingsen, how could there be so much trouble!

"Yes." The butler went down to make arrangements.

Shen Xilan, who had just left the villa, suddenly felt very cold for some reason, and she shuddered from the cold.

She looked at the night sky with a few stars faintly hung in her eyes.

In winter, it was really cold. She wrapped her coat tighter and walked quickly to the parking place.

Shen Xilan got into the car and turned on the lights so that he could check the injuries on his hands.

Although the left hand was injured, it still unavoidable to touch and get wet when cooking.

The shabu was taken apart, revealing the hideous wound. Shen Xilan frowned, and pulled out a circle of new medical shabu from the medical reserve box of the car, wrapped the wound briefly, and drove away.

However, it was midnight, and she really didn't expect that she would meet Qiaoshan at the gate of the community for a long time without even thinking about it.

Qiaoshan was sitting in the co-pilot of a truck. The truck was full of things, and it looked like she was moving.

When Shi Cheng found out that she was living here, she followed the people who moved in and did nothing. So she chose a time when she was not seen in the middle of the night and moved away quietly.

Originally, Shen Xilan just parked the car beside and waited for the truck to pass first, but didn't want Qiao Shan to see her, so she ordered the truck to stop.

Qiaoshan got out of the car, walked to Shen Xilan's window with a gloomy face, and said cruelly: "Shen Xilan, I won't let you go!"

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