He tapped his fingertips lightly on the table, his face expressionless, still looking calm and cold, but there was no trace of aggression in his eyes, instead there was a hint of tenderness.
He said...
The little girl just likes him, right?
After all, compared to the others, the little girl singled him out and then added, to make matters worse, that he got along very happily with all the neighbors...
Mu Qi completely applied his usual thinking mode to Chu Ci. The more he thought about it, the more relaxed he felt physically and mentally. He even found the honest Chu Shi more pleasing to his eyes.
A whole day passed, and there was still some time in the afternoon before getting off work, but today's affairs had been almost resolved, because the previous big plan was over, so it was not so busy now. The secretary was sitting at her seat with nothing to do, thinking about what to do next, when she saw the door of the president's office being pushed open.
Mu Qi was wearing a white shirt with large checkered patterns faintly outlined with gray silk threads. His hair, which had grown a little longer recently, was well-groomed. The black watch on his wrist was shining. He looked imposing, but he gave people the impression that he was in a good mood.
I left work early again. Actually, there was nothing important, but I suddenly wanted to see this girl earlier.
When we drove back, the little girl didn't sit on her balcony to cool off or watch a movie. Instead, she sat in the slightly hot little pavilion at home with two or three pudding cups, a pot of fruit tea, and most importantly...
There was a man sitting opposite the little girl.
The man was wearing a black suit, had a fair and gentle appearance, and wore black-framed glasses. He looked young and seemed to be an employee of a company.
At this moment, he was smiling and talking to the little girl. There was an empty bottle of pudding in front of him, and he had drunk half a pot of fruit tea. He must have been here for a while.
Then the man raised his hand and looked at his watch. Probably because he felt that the time was up, he stood up and said something to Chu Ci, as if he was about to leave.
After Mu Qi saw this man, the car had already stopped in front of his house. He couldn't help but narrow his eyes dangerously when he saw this scene. When he saw the pudding cup, his face had already darkened. When he saw that this man was about to leave, he still wanted to shake hands with Chu Ci.
Mu Qi's face turned completely dark.
Looking at the white and tender little hand that Chu Ci casually stretched out, Mu Qi couldn't help but sneer softly.
The tenderness in his eyes was suddenly replaced by coldness. Seeing the two of them shaking hands, although Mu Qi had a cold face, sparks were about to appear in his eyes.
Loosen, loosen.
Is that the hand you can hold? Is that the hand you can touch?
Still eating pudding made by a little girl?
Is that something you can eat? Get lost, it's all his.
And what does it mean to look at the clock? Was this guy also here often when he was still working?
Do you often meet with little girls?
Didn't you say you liked him? And now you're flirting with another man?
Mu Qi had a cold face and gritted his teeth slightly, feeling strangely aggrieved.
This little bastard.
The more he thought about it, the weirder Mu Qi's expression became. His face was so gloomy that he finally couldn't hold back anymore and got out of the car and walked directly to the opposite side.
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