The tone of voice rose in a strange way, and he seemed very anxious. Chen Nian'an looked over.
"No way." Mu Xin turned a corner and blinked, "You haven't played with me for a long time!"
"How can you abandon your friends for work? Is work more important than me?"
Mu Xin sighed sadly and said quietly:
"Ah, it turns out that people change as they grow up."
Mu Xin raised her slender hand, picked up the milk tea and took a sip.
He looked out the window at a 45-degree angle and sighed, his face showing melancholy and dejection, as if he had seen through the vicissitudes of life.
It felt like what I was drinking was not milk tea with taro bubbles and taro balls, but a glass of whiskey ordered at a late-night bar.
"Everyone's busy, busy, it's better to be busy..."
“…” Chen Nian’an.
"Go! Go! Go!"
"Let's go now!" Mu Xin returned to normal in a second, took a big sip of milk tea, chewed the pearls, and stood up.
She grabbed the small diamond Chanel bag on the sofa, walked a few steps to the desk, and took Chen Nian'an's arm.
"So soon?!" Chen Nian'an quickly reached out and turned off the computer. "This is too sudden."
"Tonight, all the people going there are beautiful women and handsome men. I'll help you to be the most stunning one. I'll do your hairstyling, makeup, and clothes!"
"..." Chen Nian'an, who was dragged out of the office by Mu Xinli, said silently behind her: "We... don't seem to be single."
"Ahem." Mu Xin paused at the elevator door, then he remembered that he had a mission tonight.
There's no way around it, I have to take it back.
That is the final work of the world's top luxury designer luruo, and there are only five of these bags in the world.
Alas, I can only apologize to you, my dear girl.
Mu Xin turned and looked at Chen Nian'an.
I said silently in my heart.
You definitely wouldn't want to see your sister, a bag lover, lose the best bag in the world.
“???” Chen Nian’an pressed the elevator button and turned his head in confusion.
When she met Mu Xin's eyes flashing with emotion, she became even more confused.
What the hell?
Of course Mu Xin wouldn't say anything.
After entering the elevator, she casually stood a little to the side, took out her cell phone and lowered the brightness to ensure that Chen Nian'an could not see anything.
She quickly swiped out of a small WeChat group.
He tapped out the keyboard, typing away as fast as an afterimage, pressed send a few seconds later, and naturally put the package back into the bag.
Mu Xin glanced at Chen Nian'an who didn't notice anything.
It’s as if I see a limited edition bag flying towards me.
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