Well, in fact, what she wants to ask is how did she like this man in the first place and still want to marry him
Could it be that her appreciation level has changed because of an injury
Hearing Miaomiao's words, Mussi was obviously taken aback.
It took a long time before he regained his seriousness, and was not ready to answer Miaomiao's questions.
"I found it by the side of the road, there is still a problem?" Mussi's casual tone made Miaomiao pale. At first she just thought the man was bothered. But later, I realized that this man was more of a rascal.
Seeing Mussi looking at herself indifferently, Miaomiao had to shut up.
Mussi sat down on the chair next to Miaomiao's bed, and carefully watched the contract given by Tang Yichen in his hand.
Miaomiao frowned and glanced at Mussie quietly. He should go to the study for work. Why should he be in the hospital
"Mussi, in fact, you can go back if you are busy with work, just leave two people down."
"Do you want me to go back and be scolded by Grandpa?"
Mussi said indifferently, looking up at Miaomiao lightly.
"You really want to let me go?" After a long while, Mussi suddenly raised his head and asked Miaomiao coldly.
What a mess, she doesn't have a common language with this man.
Miaomiao didn't talk to Mussi anymore, lay down, and fell asleep with his back to Mussi.
Mussi watched Miaomiao go to bed, but he didn't bother or leave, so he handled official business in the hospital.
In the car, Jiulong kept looking at the man behind him, not knowing that the strange thing just now should be improper.
Feeling Jiulong's gaze, Tang Yichen lightly opened his black eyes and looked at him displeased.
"Say what you have."
Tang Yichen spoke coldly.
Jiulong shook his head quickly, "Major. I want to ask you whether you are going to the villa tonight or the Mo's house?"
After thinking about it again and again, Jiulong still did not tell the story.
Tang Yichen looked out the window, tomorrow will be her memorial day, right
"villa."
After the word indifference, no explanation will be given.
Jiulong nodded, immediately turned the car around and drove towards Tang Yichen's private villa.
When he arrived at the villa, even if Tang Yichen didn't speak, Jiulong stopped knowingly.
Since the warmth left, this villa seems to have become a forbidden area, and all the servants have been dismissed by Tang Yichen.
Even if Tang Yichen wants to live in the villa, it will only be one day.
Looking at Tang Yichen's appearance in Kowloon, he might have to stay here tonight, so he had to wait in the car.
Tang Yichen went back to the bedroom directly, opened the door, and a feeling of suffocation came.
Tang Yichen's eye sockets were slightly moist, and he kept his hands on the table for a long time before regaining his senses.
"Warm." Tang Yichen murmured.
Her figure is everywhere in the room, and her memories are torturing Tang Yichen every time she comes here.
Only in this way, she would not forget about him so quickly.
Tang Yichen collapsed on the head of the bed with one hand on his forehead, looking very tired.
As soon as Tang Yichen closed his eyes, the phone next to him rang.
Tang Yichen frowned, hesitated for a long time and was not ready to pick it up.
But the phone's ringtone seemed to hit Tang Yichen's, and it kept ringing.
Finally, Tang Yichen sat up impatiently, picked up the phone coldly, "said."
It didn't even seem to see who the caller was, Tang Yichen yelled in discomfort, and the person on the phone was stunned for a moment.
After reacting, he slowly said, "It's me."
Tang Yichen frowned before taking the phone to his eyes, his face a little better.
"Brother-in-law." The tone was still light.