Chapter 683
"Mr. Mu." He was about to cry, but turned around to look at him with an extremely pitiful look.
On the surface, Mukanai showed no signs of disturbance at all, and his face was as calm as water. He reached out and pinched his eyebrows. After a few seconds of silence, he said, "Drive."
"Hey!" Lian Xiaofei immediately agreed, okay, okay, no need to run.
They did not go to the hotel because Muganai had a house here.
Lian Xiaofei drove the car outside the villa and was informed by him that he could move around as he pleased and not disturb him for the time being.
Lian Xiaofei couldn't ask for it and immediately ran away.
On the other side, Liang Yisheng had already scolded Third Brother Xie away.
For him, she only had friendship and gratitude, and no other feelings. She didn't want to say such decisive words to embarrass the relationship between the two, but in the end, she found that she couldn't do it without saying anything.
If he didn't say anything, he would feel that she was hesitating, giving him a chance, waiting for him to take action.
The manager came over to rub her forehead and said, "Fortunately, no one was photographed. If this spreads on the Internet, your reputation will be ruined. The same goes for Xie Hanwen, who actually risked his own future to do such a thing. He’s a grown man and has no sense at all.”
Liang Yisheng closed his eyes and said, "Sister, I want to be quiet. You should go out first."
"Okay, you take a rest, we have to film later."
She nodded.
After the agent left, she leaned back on the chair, feeling a little irritated.
He reached for his phone and slid to Mukanai's WeChat conversation interface.
I don’t know, what is he doing now
If you send him a message, his first sentence will definitely be: Is something wrong
It seems that in his world, people can only come to him because they have something to do.
She thought about it and suddenly found a reason.
He immediately sent him a voice message.
"Do you need me to do anything else during this time?"
Five seconds passed with no reply.
A minute passed and there was still no reply.
She thought maybe it was because she was in a meeting and it was not convenient to listen to the voice.
She immediately edited the text and sent it to him.
The man sat quietly on the sofa, staring down at the phone that received a new message, his frown not spreading.
He picked up his phone, clicked on the voice button and listened.
After staring at the words on his phone with cold eyebrows for a while, he didn't reply. He put down his phone, got up and went upstairs to change clothes and prepare to go to the meeting.
Liang Yisheng held her phone until the filming of her scene started. Once the filming was over, she took out her phone to check.
Still no news.
Although it was the expected result, my mood was still unavoidable.
She thought he might be too busy or in a bad mood.
She put down her phone and had no expectations.
At night, her cell phone suddenly rang with a voice of special concern.
At that second, her heart tightened, her whole body became tense, and her calm mood suddenly felt surprised and happy.
He was the only one she paid special attention to.
[Come down to the parking lot.]
A few numbers allowed her to change her clothes and run as fast as possible.
He knew she was in the hotel, so he must have asked the people around her before coming.
She liked the feeling of being cared about by him.
In the quiet parking lot, Mukanai sat in the driver's seat. He couldn't help pinching his tight eyebrows with his fingers, but he still couldn't get rid of the dizziness and annoyance.
After two minutes passed, he heard urgent footsteps wandering somewhere, seemingly searching.
His fingers seemed to open the car door accidentally, and he opened the door wide. He closed his eyes slightly and leaned on the back of the chair.
After a while, the footsteps found his position. As he approached the car door, the faint fragrance of the woman's body entered his nose.
Without opening his eyes, he could already imagine the expression on her face - a little helpless, a little scared.
He directly handed over a box, "The old lady said you were busy and couldn't meet her, so she asked me to give this to you."
The box was quickly taken over by her, and her cold fingers touched the back of his hand. It was so cold that people suddenly wanted to grab it and squeeze it.
"I'll go visit grandma immediately."
Her voice is soft and soft, and one can immediately imagine the color of her lips and watery eyes.
The man's irritation intensified, he closed his eyes and said calmly, "You can go."
The next second, the woman's hand stretched out directly and put it on his arm.
"Drinking so much wine?"
The caring is strong and obvious.
His breathing relaxed a little, and he softly uttered two words: "Entertainment."
After this sentence, the woman suddenly grabbed his arm and pulled him out, "You'd better rest immediately in this state. There is a guest room in my room. I'll help you go up and rest."
The suffocation in his heart suddenly slowly dissipated. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at her quietly.
His expression was as he expected, at a loss, scared, and a little more worried.
The delicate and beautiful facial features were wrinkled together.
She seemed very uncomfortable being looked at by him. Her eyes were wandering. She wanted to look but didn't dare to look at him. She murmured a sentence with her moving lips: "There are paparazzi following me. As soon as word spread that we are going to hold a wedding, everyone will They all want to search for information about us, and I don’t want them to think that I have a bad relationship after marriage.”
This was a good reason. He had already agreed in his heart, but sat for a while before unbuckling his seat belt and following her.
As he was walking, his arm was held by a woman.
He frowned, always so afraid of him, even the movements of supporting her were like a maid and a master.
He shook it off slightly.
Then, take the initiative to hold her hand.
It was indeed very cold, as if I had touched an ice cube.
He spread her fingers, inserted them between them, and held them naturally, quickly spreading warmth to her.
The woman seemed very nervous and did not dare to move her hand, holding it stiffly by him.
He was not used to small talk, so he opened his lips a few times, but failed to find anything to talk about, so he gave up.
When he arrived at the hotel, he felt her hand warmer and let go.
He thought that if he held it any longer, she would become stiff and faint.
She took him into the guest room and found a set of pajamas. She also solemnly explained how the set of pajamas came from, emphasizing that no one had ever used it.
He saw that she was nervous and cautious, as if she was dealing with a very difficult person. It was not like her naturalness and ease when facing that man during the day.
That is the real her.
"No need." He rejected her, feeling depressed.
After the door was closed, he sat on the side of the bed, spreading his long legs and resting his elbows on his thighs. His head was lowered and his forehead was supported by his fingers.
The cold breath slowly dispersed from his body.
The pain in his head seemed to intensify, so he leaned on the bed and rested with his eyes closed.
It was quiet, but he couldn't hear her.
Not a sound could be heard.
He brought his fingers to his lips and coughed out the discomfort in his throat.
The next second, the door was knocked open.
"Kana, are you okay? Are you okay?"
(End of chapter)