"Then it proves that there is a destiny in the world. I have you in my heart, and you haven't forgotten me yet..." He looked at her, wanting to hug her at this moment, then kiss her, and tell her all about this time. Missing her, but Fang Jiayi hasn't nodded yet, so he can't do it yet.
After waiting for a long time, Fang Jiayi didn't answer. Then she heard Fang's mother's knock on the door, "Jiayi, ask Ziyin if you want to stay here for dinner tonight?"
Hearing what Fang's mother said, Fang Jiayi came back to her senses and looked at Mu Ziyin. He was also looking at her with deep affection in his eyes.
Fang Jiayi licked her lips, "My mother asked you, do you want to stay for dinner tonight?"
Mu Ziyin looked at her, and after a long time, shook his head, "Maybe not, I have to meet a client tonight."
"Okay then, go ahead and get busy."
"Yes." Mu Ziyin took two steps, then turned around, as if he had made a decision in his heart, and said, "Jiayi, I don't want to go on like this forever. Can you tell me the answer tonight?"
Fang Jiayi didn't know what to say. When she came back to react, she had already nodded.
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After Mu Ziyin left, Fang Jiayi sat in her room and was distressed.
Hey, he confessed so suddenly, leaving her unprepared for what she was going to do now.
If you agree, you may have to face the issue of marriage next.
But... if she doesn't agree, there may not be any entanglement in the future. After all, she has disappointed him so many times.
In fact, she wanted to refuse in her heart, because she felt it was too hasty, but she didn't want to make him sad, and she wasn't willing to separate from him, because the recent interactions did make her feel happy, and she hadn't felt this way for a long time. However, her heart is moved, so if she refuses this time, she may never meet someone who likes her so much in her life.
Fang Jiayi thought and thought in the room, so much that she even lost her appetite for dinner.
As soon as eight o'clock arrived, the phone rang.
Fang Jiayi fell asleep and was startled by the ringing of her mobile phone. She sat up and grabbed it in her hand. The call was from Xiao Qingzhi, "Dr. Fang, B0SS is still at home discussing things with clients, but the discussion is almost over. He He told you to wait for him."
Hearing this, Fang Jiayi's drumming heartbeat temporarily slowed down, "Okay."
"Doctor Fang." Xiao Qingzhi suddenly called her.
"What?"
"BOSS drank a lot tonight. He has just recovered from his illness. I'm a little worried..."
Fang Jiayi took a sip and said, "Why don't you remind him?"
"Already reminded."
"Remind me again."
"yes."
After hanging up the phone, Fang Jiayi hesitated for a moment at home, but still felt uneasy and decided to go over and take a look.
She changed into a skirt, put on high heels, and drove out from home.
After an hour's journey, Fang Jiayi arrived at Mu Ziyin's villa in the east of the city. From a distance, she heard deafening music.
It was like a party, with bright lights and loud music.
When I entered, I realized that there was really a party going on.
Beside the sparkling pool.
Mu Ziyin and three middle-aged men were talking in light-colored casual clothes. Surrounded by them were seven or eight young models in bikinis. There were also several beautiful girls playing in the swimming pool. It was simply... A feast for men.
Seeing Fang Jiayi appear, Xiao Qingzhi was stunned, and immediately turned around and called Mu Ziyin, "Boss, Doctor Fang is here."
Mu Ziyin looked up, saw Fang Jiayi from a distance, and nodded.
After about a few minutes, Mu Ziyin left his seat, walked to Fang Jiayi, took her hand, and led her into the house, "Why are you here?"
He was much taller than her, so when he spoke, he looked down at her.
Fang Jiayi looked at the group of people by the swimming pool, "Who are those people?"
"Customer, let's discuss the development project again."
"oh."
There was a smile in his eyes, as if he was flattered, "Why are you here?"
"Qingzhi said you drank a lot." In fact, she was stupid. Mu Ziyin looked so sober, how could he look like he drank a lot
"I did drink a lot." He said, reaching out his hand to hold her hand.
Fang Jiayi dodged.
Mu Ziyin's hand was empty, he smiled and withdrew his hand.
Xiao Qingzhi came over and said something in Mu Ziyin's ear.
Mu Ziyin nodded and said to Fang Jiayi: "The project is almost over and we just need to sign it. I have to go back and sign it now. You can wait for me here. I'll be back soon."
"Go ahead."
"Okay." He took two steps, then turned back and asked, "What did you have for dinner?"
Fang Jiayi couldn't answer.
He smiled, "I know you must not have eaten. Qingzhi, go to the kitchen and get some snacks for Jiayi to eat."
"Yes." Xiao Qingzhi nodded, turned and left.
Mu Ziyin also left.
Fang Jiayi was sitting alone in the living room. Xiao Qingzhi brought snacks and thoughtfully turned on the TV for her.
But Fang Jiayi was still absent-minded. She took a bite of her snack and glanced over at the swimming pool. Until she saw a young model's hand reaching for Mu Ziyin's neck, she finally couldn't sit still and frowned, feeling unhappy.
The snacks in his hand were thrown back onto the plate. Xiao Qingzhi was stunned for a moment, then stepped forward and asked: "Doctor Fang, what's wrong with you?"
There was no expression on Fang Jiayi's face at all. She felt that the air around her had become very depressing, stuffy and heavy, making her want to leave.
"It's okay, I want to go to the bathroom." She stood up, took out a few tissues, wiped her hands and walked out.
When passing by the swimming pool, the young model's hand was pulled away by Mu Ziyin, and then she entangled him again, twisting her proud breasts in front of him, "Mr. Mu, you are so handsome..."
Mu Ziyin frowned irritably.
At this moment, Fang Jiayi passed by.
She was feeling very unhappy at the moment and wanted to go over and push the young model away. But at the same time, she also knew that the three clients sitting next to Mu Ziyin were very important. The three of them were like experienced lovers, each holding a young model and touching her.
That scene was so disgusting for a time.
Fang Jiayi stood there and glared at Mu Ziyin. Then she felt that she really couldn't stay any longer, so she turned and walked back.
Those who said he was very dedicated before were all bullshit. He was not dedicated at all! She is indeed surrounded by young models! Humph, a dandy.
She stepped on high heels and walked quickly and angrily.
There was the sound of something falling into the water behind her, but Fang Jiayi didn't pay attention at all. She just walked on by herself, just wanting to leave this ghost place.
During this period of time, she shouldn't have been nice to Mu Ziyin, nor should she have given him a chance. This playboy deserves to die!
behind.
The young model who had touched Mu Ziyin was pushed into the water with a pop, frightening the people around him.
Mu Ziyin had no expression on his face and said to the three customers, "Excuse me."
Just chased after Fang Jiayi's figure.
Mu Ziyin chased him to the door. Fang Jiayi had already got in the car. Looking at the car leaving Juechen, Mu Ziyin frowned, feeling depressed.
The cell phone in his pocket buzzed.
He took it out and saw that it was a text message sent by Fang Jiayi: [Go to hell!]
Mu Ziyin looked at the text message and felt a little dumbfounded.
Is this...jealous
But you are too jealous, right
Mu Ziyin sighed, stuffed his phone back into his pocket, and strode back to the villa.
Mu Ziyin went back, signed the contract, and immediately ordered Xiao Qingzhi to prepare the car.
Xiao Qingzhi stayed in the villa, watching the group of bosses playing with the young models with a kind smile.
Mu Ziyin rushed outside Fang Jiayi's apartment and hurriedly went up to the 22nd floor without even dealing with the smell of perfume on his body.
Ring the doorbell, no one pays attention.
Mu Ziyin refused to give up and pressed the button a few more times. He was so irritable that he even wanted to kick open the door, but Fang Jiayi's parents were at home and his literacy did not allow him to do so.
After about a few minutes, the door opened.
Mu Ziyin felt that this process was extremely long. As soon as the door opened, he asked anxiously and politely: "Auntie, is Jiayi back?"
"She's back. She sprained her foot downstairs. I was just applying medicinal wine to her."
"Then let me go in and take a look." After Mu Ziyin said that, he rushed into Fang Jiayi's room, and a pungent smell of medicinal wine suddenly filled his nose.
He frowned and subconsciously turned his gaze to Fang Jiayi's feet that were placed on the chair. They were indeed red and swollen.
She seemed to be in severe pain, and her whole pretty face was twisted.
Seeing this, Mu Ziyin frowned tightly, walked over, squatted in front of Fang Jiayi, and carefully looked at her injured ankle, "How did you twist your foot?"
(End of chapter)