As soon as Mo Xiaoqing got home, she slowly changed her shoes and was surprised to find a pair of men's leather shoes lying in the shoe cabinet. She was stunned for a moment.

Then, he quickly tossed his bag onto the sofa and hurriedly tried to find someone…

As a result, they saw that tall, aloof figure standing there in the kitchen, hands in his pockets, gazing out the window...

For a moment, she was truly at a loss. She walked up to him, tilted her head slightly, and asked him with a blank and puzzled expression.

"Hanhan, what are you doing?"

"What's wrong? Are you unhappy?"

Mo Xiaoqing blinked her big, clear eyes innocently and innocently. "I'm not upset, just a little surprised. Haven't you been very busy lately? I thought you'd be working overtime at the company today too!"

Ji Muhan slowly turned around. "Logically speaking, that should be the case!"

"But I really don't feel like working overtime today!"

Mo Xiaoqing was taken aback. "What's wrong? Are you in a bad mood? Or have you encountered some problems at work?"

"Momo, do you know? The company has been incredibly busy lately. I must be exhausted from working long hours every day, managing to arrange everything perfectly."

Mo Xiaoqing's smile faded slightly. She was somewhat surprised by Ji Muhan's situation, but she patted his arm with rare understanding...

Well, actually, she tried her best to stand on tiptoe to pat Ji Muhan's shoulder to comfort and encourage him, but... the height difference between the two of them was just too great!

After struggling on tiptoe for quite a while, she finally gave up on this particularly difficult move, her small, delicate nose wrinkling in an embarrassed smile, looking both awkward and adorable…

"I know you've been working hard. Things will get better once this busy period is over. Then you can take a few days off and get some rest."

"Hanhan, why are you staring at me like that?"

His eyes deepened, and his expression seemed to be covered by a hidden and incomprehensible look that she couldn't understand. Mo Xiaoqing didn't like him like this; even though he was so close, he seemed so far away.

Those who can "touch" him can't grasp his true thoughts; he's too elusive, like a gust of wind that can't be held onto and might drift away at any moment...

Mo Xiaoqing shrank her neck. Under his burning gaze, she felt a sense of déjà vu, like when she was a child and her brother coldly stared at her after she had caused trouble.

I unconsciously wanted to escape from where I was...

Ji Muhan's gaze was distant. "I don't know what I'm doing right now?"

"...Um, Hanhan, what's wrong?" Mo Xiaoqing's beautiful and pure eyes stared straight at him.

He seemed to be lost in his own monologue, muttering to himself.

"Momo, when I lose my temper, I can't even control myself, so I hope you can stay away from me right now..."

Mo Xiaoqing was taken aback, then asked calmly, "How far away do you want me to be from you? Across the Pacific Ocean should be far enough, right?"

He seemed a bit eccentric; he acted strangely as soon as he came back.

In fact, Mo Xiaoqing had never encountered such an unfamiliar situation before.

He said coldly, "Just don't show your face in front of me for now!"

Mo Xiaoqing looked away, raising her eyes indifferently, "I understand."

Ji Muhan felt a dull pain in her heart. She closed her eyes briefly, a clear look of annoyance and regret flashing across them.

It was as if she was blaming herself for saying such hurtful things!

But when he opened his eyes again, they were still calm, cold, and indifferent, so composed and self-possessed that he didn't seem like a normal person.

Mo Xiaoqing bit her lip, her cherry-red lips bled, but the god-like man in front of her didn't even turn his head to look at her.

He didn't patiently and gently comfort and coax her as he usually did.

A fleeting, unpredictable emotion flashed in her eyes. She bit her lip tightly, and after much internal struggle, she finally "mercifully" spared her unbearably red lips.

She said angrily, "I know, if you think I'm annoying, I'll leave."

Ji Muhan's originally calm eyes could no longer remain as calm and undisturbed as ever. Not only did they ripple rapidly, like ice breaking on a lake, but they also turned icy and sharp at a visible speed.

He exuded a murderous aura that kept strangers at bay, a ghostly presence that seemed capable of killing anyone who dared to approach him.

"stop."

Mo Xiaoqing stopped despite her reluctance, but she seemed to feel somewhat embarrassed, and asked him, trying to cover it up, "Why should I stop just because you tell me to?"

"Ji Muhan, we are indeed dating, and you are my superior at the company, but that doesn't mean I have to listen to everything you say!"

"I just want to ask you one question: what are you planning to do at the hospital alone?"

"..." Uh, the topic changed too quickly, and Mo Xiaoqing was caught off guard for a moment, her face full of astonishment.

She mumbled softly, "How did you know I went to the hospital?"

Alright, this is a complete confession without being asked, there's no need for interrogation at all!

Ji Muhan's gaze was straight, cold, and ruthless. The corners of her eyes were filled with a chilling coldness, as if a single glance could freeze a person in place, rendering them unable to move.

"Hehe, no, I mean... would you believe me if I said I just happened to be passing by?"

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