Sweet Wife, be Good!

"Mr. Mu, is it you?" Xia Jiu didn't expect that he would personally come to deliver the contract.

I thought he would arrange a trainee lawyer or something.

"not welcome?"

"No, no, welcome, please come in." Xia Jiu welcomed him in, "Mr. Mu, what do you drink, coffee or drink?"

"Cafe."

Xia Jiu was busy making coffee.

Shen Muhan scanned a circle of her house. The space was not big, but it was neatly packed and very warm. She loves beauty, so there are flowers on the balcony and art paintings on the walls. Everything is still her style.

When he recovered, Xia Jiu had already arrived with coffee: "Mr. Mu."

Shen Muhan took the coffee and handed her the contract: "Look, ask me if you have any questions, and sign if you have no questions."

Xia Jiu hurriedly took it over.

This is a contract signed by the law firm and her.

Although she didn't look at the contract less, it was the first time that she saw the content like this. "So, why is the division of powers and responsibilities in point eight of Article 1 like this?"

"Let me see." Shen Muhan answered.

Xia Jiu handed him both hands, and Shen Muhan took it over: "Where do I not understand?"

She bent down and pointed to a line of words. Today, she did not tie her hair up, the long chestnut color like a waterfall was all scattered from her shoulders, and a few of them brushed through Shen Muhan's ears as if there was nothing.

It was originally an extremely subtle movement, but Shen Muhan was addicted to it. When Xia Jiu finished speaking, he did not respond.

"This is the place." Xia Jiu said.

"Where?" Shen Muhan obviously didn't listen to a word just now.

Xia Jiu said it again. This time it was even more terrible. Her ears were a little reddish, near the hairline, there were fine hairs, which looked extremely cute and attractive. This time, Shen Muhan's gaze fell on and didn't move. Driven, I haven't heard Xia Jiu's words than the last time.

Two times in a row, he was out of condition.

Xia Jiu patiently said, "Is Mr. Mu tired? Why not take a break first?"

"Okay." His voice was slightly hoarse, and he took a sip of his coffee.

Xia Jiu sat far and looked at him. After the events of that night, she didn't dare to look at him any more. Now it seems that he is getting thinner, but his mental state is much better than before.

I don't know if it was my own illusion, and found that the coolness on his body was much less.

Xia Jiu was holding the coffee, feeling that the familiar smell on his body was getting heavier and heavier, so heavy that she couldn't restrain her inner thoughts.

But she knew that all this was a fantasy, how could he be Shen Muhan?

Although he has a similar temper, he is completely different. If it is really Shen Muhan, he will definitely... find himself acquainted?

No matter whether it is hate or love, Shen Muhan's person is vigorous and will never be like him.

"Start again." Shen Muhan said.

This time, he lost his mind.

And Xia Jiu also instinctively separated him a little further.

It is finally possible to communicate.

Xia Jiu asked questions about the places in question, and Shen Muhan answered them. He was very professional, and Xia Jiu nodded repeatedly.

This time the progress went smoothly. As the sunlight outside the window shifted, a contract of dozens of pages was finally over.

Xia Jiu said less, Shen Muhan said more.

His voice was slightly hoarse.

He stretched out his hand to serve coffee again, Xia Jiu was about to say to add a little more to him, but he didn't expect both of them to serve, but Xia Jiu let go first, and Shen Muhan also let go.

One-third of the coffee left in a cup was turned over directly, and all fell on Shen Muhan's body.

After he entered the door, he took off his coat, and now he was wearing a beige sweater with a high collar, all soaked, even his pants were not spared.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Mu." Xia Jiu also panicked, unexpectedly such a result.

"It's okay. Do you have any clothes, can you change me?"

Xia Jiu hesitated for a while and said, "Then you come with me."

She opened the closet, and Shen Muhan saw that it was full of men's clothes at a glance. There were all kinds of clothes in spring, summer, autumn and winter, and his face suddenly became gloomy.

No boyfriend?

No husband?

To his knowledge, she had no father and no brothers for a long time.

When a woman lied, she was really a master!

Shen Muhan couldn't contain his anger, his chest pain came from him, and he stretched out his hand to press the position of his heart fiercely.

Xia Jiu took a set of her own loose clothes to Shen Muhan: "Mr. Mu, this is my own clothes. It is a very loose style. You should try it."

"Give me your own clothes?" Shen Muhan's eyes were cold, full of mockery.

Xia Jiu followed his gaze and found that he saw the men's clothes in his closet.

No wonder he has such an attitude, feeling that he is implying something by taking his own clothes?

Xia Jiu didn’t want to make such a misunderstanding, and whispered: “That’s the clothes I made for my deceased husband. I don’t want other people to wear his clothes. Mr. Mu should also feel that wearing such clothes is not very Auspicious, right? So sorry, I just brought you my clothes."

Shen Muhan was slammed by her words, she actually made so many clothes?

Spring, summer, autumn and winter have everything, did she do it all for him?

"Sorry." Shen Muhan whispered, "I don't know..."

"It's okay, I don't mind. My husband and I have not held the wedding before he passed away, so it is normal for the outside world to not know." Xia Jiu narrowed his eyes to cover his desolation.

She gave Shen Muhan the clothes and quickly turned around and went out. Shen Muhan saw her raise her hand and wiped her tears.

He was so soft-hearted that he almost immediately stepped forward and hugged her, telling her that he was still there.

In the end, however, he restrained it.

...

Feng Ying found that after her young master came out of Xia Jiu's house, her mood was particularly good, her eyes full of spring.

He really wanted to say, wouldn't it be Xia Jiu who has embraced the identity of Young Master Mu again?

He really hates that iron cannot be made into steel. Young master, can you stand up for it, such a profuse woman, what is there to worry about?

But Fengying didn't dare to speak, for fear of being scolded.

Moreover, after Shen Muhan's mood improved for a while, he began to remain silent, and then healed again, so suffering from gains and losses, his emotions changed back and forth several times.

Feng Ying: "..."

Women are really harmful!

Women are the scariest creatures in the world!

After signing the contract, the affairs of Atkins began to go through procedures.

It's just the progress of the lawsuit. Everything depends on the French police. According to lawyer Cai Jinde's estimation, this case cannot be settled in less than two years.

So Xia Jiu also put the matter of Huilong Empire on the agenda.