When Shen Dunian was thinking about the problem, he had a very peculiar skill.

It is to ignore all the idle people and animals in the outside world.

In the rest of the journey, Shen Dunian refused to talk to Mu Zihan again, and also turned a blind eye to his burning gaze.

Mu Zihan also admired Shen Wannian a lot, sleeping in the car, sleeping on the plane, and sleeping after getting off the plane.

When I returned to Dancheng, it was late at night, and it was not yet dawn.

Mu Zihan drove the car downstairs to the Difeng Hotel, thinking about whether to wake up Shen Dunian, who was still sleeping.

As soon as he turned sideways and approached her, Shen Dunian stretched out his eyes as deep as a blue pool.

Mu Zihan's movements paused, his handsome face was very different from her, and he played with the taste: "You are not asleep?"

Shen Dunian slowly stretched out a finger, pointed it on his shoulder, and pushed his leaning body away: "Whether you sleep or not, it's your business." ”

After the words fell, his eyes swept towards the gate of the luxurious Difeng Hotel, and he said sullenly: "Aren't you in a hurry to see the president immediately? What are you doing parked here?" ”

Mu Zihan propped up the seat with one hand, his narrow eyes locked her, and took out the mobile phone in her coat pocket at a speed of light, and pinched it in the palm of his hand: "Is this time suitable for you to bother?"

Shen Dunian reached out to grab the phone, twisted his eyebrows and said coldly: "You should be able to calculate the time when we arrived in Dancheng, I think you just have no intentions, give me back the phone!"

Mu Zihan's hand was raised high, and he stared at Shen Dunian with interest, and his thin lips hooked lightly: "Your Excellency the President has an order, and you are not allowed to contact anyone during this period." ”

Shen Dunian snorted lightly, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and mocked, "Are you sure you didn't make up this sentence yourself?"

Mu Zihan turned Shen Wannian's mobile phone in the palm of his hand, stuffed it into his pocket, and reached out to open the car door: "Do you have room to refuse?" Get out of the car. ”

Shen Dunian snorted coldly from his nose, isn't it just relying on himself to have a father?

Presidential Suite.

Shen Dunian stood at the window and looked at the sky outside and Dancheng who was about to wake up, his eyes dimming inch by inch.

The mobile phone was taken away by Mu Zihan, and she had no way to know Jun Yiqing's current situation.

After standing for a while, feeling a little tired, I went into the bedroom to take a nap.

It would be false to say that she was not nervous, after all, she had never thought of meeting such a figure as the president.

Su Han's death back then was inseparable from him, and what happened thirteen years ago was to ask or not.

I rolled around and around on the bed, I don't know how many times, before I barely fell asleep.

I don't know how long I slept, but in a daze, Shen Dunian always felt a strange feeling, and slowly opened her sleepy eyes.

When he saw the familiar handsome face hanging above his head, he subconsciously punched over.

Mu Zihan lay on her side with his body propped up, reached out to catch her little pink fist, and said with an evil smile: "I just woke up with such a strong force." ”

Shen Dunian suddenly pulled his hand out of his palm, turned over and sat up, and wrinkled his eyebrows: "Mu Zihan, are you too tired, who let you into my room." ”

"Shen Dunian, I opened this room, and what I opened is mine, don't you understand this truth?" Mu Zihan said with interest.

Shen Dunian: "......"

Okay, yours.

He sat up from the bed with a calm face and reached out to open the curtains, his eyes a little sour from the light.

It's dawn.

Behind her was Mu Zihan's evil voice.

"Dress up and leave in half an hour. ”