Wen Manxing, who went to the room upstairs, felt that this development was a little inappropriate.
She couldn't help but regret that she had agreed so quickly.
"Mr. Mu, how about...I sleep in the guest room?"
Although the house is not small, Wen Manxing feels a little timid.
"You don't have to sleep in this room. I'll sleep on the sofa. Otherwise, my grandma will bother us."
Seeing that Mu Chuan didn't mind, Wen Manxing didn't bother to bother anymore, thinking about what she had promised Ye Qingqing.
"I seldom come back, but the house is cleaned every day and the bed is clean."
Mu Chuan explained as he looked at the house which contained some of his personal belongings.
"Um."
Wen Manxing nodded.
"I'll get you some toiletries."
Seeing that nothing was wrong, Mu Chuan found an excuse to leave the house.
Wen Manxing watched Mu Chuan leave, looked around the room, and chose to sit at the end of the bed to send a text message to Ye Qingqing.
"Qingqing, I'm not in a position to dub right now. Please cut out some of the material first and I'll re-record it for you tomorrow."
Since it only required a few sections to be matched, it wouldn't have much of an impact. I thought the problem could be solved, but the next moment Ye Qingqing called me directly.
"Sister Xingxing~I'm in trouble."
Ye Qingqing's voice sounded like she was about to cry.
Wen Manxing asked in confusion after hearing the voice.
"What's wrong?"
"That episode was just pulled from the shelves. I could have re-released it, but my computer's memory was too full. I cleared it this morning and accidentally deleted the original audio."
"It's just a part of it. I need Sister Xingxing to re-edit it if I want to re-post it now~"
"Of course, Sister Xingxing can just use her phone to record it, and then re-record it tomorrow."
Ye Qingqing said this very apologetically. She almost wanted to curse her pig-brained mother to death. How could she not check it more carefully!
Fortunately, Wen Manxing was very stable and not anxious.
“How many words?”
If she had more, she would go to Grandma Mu to explain the situation.
"Not much, just three hundred words."
Ye Qingqing felt a little better when she saw that Wen Manxing didn't scold her.
"Okay, send it over and I'll match it for you later."
Not long after they finished chatting, Mu Chuan came back after going to get toiletries and clean pajamas and slippers.
Instead of going in directly, he knocked on the door and pushed it open after getting Wen Manxing's reply.
"Secretary Wen, these are clean."
"Okay, Mr. Mu."
Wen Manxing took the thing and held it in his hand.
Mu Chuan felt it was awkward to stay here so he left after saying something.
"I'm going to chat with my grandma. If you're tired, you can go to sleep first."
"Okay, Mr. Mu."
Wen Manxing nodded and waited for Mu Chuan to close the door.
She put the things at the end of the bed, opened the file sent by Ye Qingqing, and after looking at it for a while, she found that the level of explicitness was indeed not as great as before.
She glanced at the closed door and prepared to dub first.
Mu Chuan's words just now made it very clear that he would not be back for a while.
Wen Manxing thought about it, clicked on the somewhat ambiguous text, took a deep breath, immersed himself in the emotions, and began to match the text.
He went downstairs to accompany his grandmother for a short while before being sent back upstairs.
"Stinky boy, I've never seen you miss me so much before. What are you doing sitting here now?"
"Here, this is the pear blossom soup your Aunt Tian made to beautify your skin. Bring it to your granddaughter-in-law."
No one wants to be more lively than Grandma Mu.
Mu Chuan looked at the cucumber slices on his grandmother's face and spoke silently.
"Grandma, it's too early to call you that."
"Early? Why don't I think so? I even think it's too late."
"Alright, drink the soup while it's hot. Send it to your granddaughter-in-law right away."
Mu Chuan watched her grandmother turn her head away from him, pursed her lips, picked up the pear blossom soup on the table and walked upstairs.
When he reached the door, he found that it was not locked, and his hand, which was about to knock on the door, stopped in mid-air.
Is she on the phone?
Mu Chuan was puzzled.
Wen Manxing in the house didn't know there was someone standing at the door, and was still immersed in the plot.
"Oh yeah? Miss me that much?"
"Sister bought you a small gift online. Do you want to guess what it is?"
"Whip~wrong."
"Hmm~ Xiaoguai is still so smart. This collar has Xiaoguai's name on it."
"Wear it on me next time."
"Well, let's do this for now."
After Wen Manxing finished speaking, he stopped recording and started sending it to Ye Qingqing.
Mu Chuan, who was standing at the door, was petrified when he heard these explicit conversations.
This time he was sure that what he had heard before was not a misunderstanding.
In the end, he did not choose to go in. He looked down at the pear blossom soup in his hand, raised his head and drank it in one gulp.
"Just finished drinking it?"
Grandma Mu downstairs was surprised to see the clean bowls.
"Um."
Mu Chuan said this without blushing or beating his heart.
He stayed and chatted with Grandma Mu for a while before being ruthlessly sent back upstairs.
"Okay, I'm going to get some beauty sleep. Stop hanging around here and go back to your room to get some rest."
Mu Chuan didn't want his grandmother to be suspicious, so he nodded without objecting.
When he entered the room, he looked at Wen Manxing who was already lying on the bed and greeted him calmly.
"Secretary Wen."
But his ears turned red.
He was a little envious of Wen Manxing's partner.
"Mr. Mu."
Wen Manxing responded without understanding why.
After they finished speaking, they fell silent in tacit understanding.
Mu Chuan chose to go to the bathroom to take a shower. After washing, he dried his hair and went to the door in his pajamas.
"Secretary Wen, can you turn off the lights?"
"Okay, Mr. Mu."
Wen Manxing is not a talkative person and has no intention of chatting with Mu Chuan.
She watched as the scene before her suddenly went dark, and she pressed the black button on her cell phone to get ready for bed.
The two of them were silent in the darkness for almost five minutes when Mu Chuan suddenly spoke.
"Secretary Wen, do you have a boyfriend?"
"No, Mr. Mu."
Wen Manxing didn't understand why Mu Chuan asked again, but he still told the truth.
"Um."
Mu Chuan didn't mention what he heard. He closed his eyes and began to rest.
In the darkness, Wen Manxing blinked in confusion and began to rest.
But maybe it was because they were in the same room, but they both couldn't sleep.
After a difficult moment, the two of them had breakfast with Grandma Mu and finally left the old house.
"Secretary Wen, thank you for your hard work."
"It's okay, Mr. Mu, we are just doing a deal." There is no such thing as hard work or not.
Wen Manxing said this seriously, not feeling that there was anything wrong with chatting like this.
Mu Chuan looked at her with a cold expression, not the cool tone he had yesterday, and hesitated for a moment before speaking.
"Secretary Wen, what do you think of sadomasochism and masochism?"
Wen Manxing, who was sitting in the passenger seat, almost choked on his own saliva when he heard this.
What she was thankful for at this moment was that she was not driving, otherwise she would have had to slam on the brakes.
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