Hearing that it was An Yunqi's voice, Jiang Muye's expression was stunned, and his tone was light: "It's okay." ”

"Brother Makino......"

"Rest early." Jiang Muye interrupted her, and then hung up the phone neatly.

Bringing the phone to his eyes, he found that there was still no word from An Xiaoxiao.

Don't go home at 12 a.m., okay!

At this time, the housekeeper Zhou Yun got up to patrol the night, and when he saw that Jiang Muye was still reading, he came over: "Sir, do you need to prepare a supper?" ”

"No, you don't." Jiang Muye's voice was cold: "Go and lock the gate!" ”

Zhou Yun was stunned: "It's locked, I heard that the door of Zhuxuan was locked on time." ”

Jiang Muye commanded in a cold tone: "Don't open it if anyone calls it!" ”

"Yes."

Zhou Yun answered and walked into the courtyard, thinking that Mr. Today seemed to be a little different, and he had never paid attention to trivial matters such as locking the door, and it sounded awkward.

This kind of Jiang Muye just made her feel a little kind, and it seemed to have a little more fireworks.

It seems that since my wife moved in, this home has become warmer, and the feeling is ethereal and difficult to grasp, but it makes people feel warm.

Zhou Yunwu smiled to himself and walked towards the courtyard, and when he was about to reach the gate, he saw a car parked at the door, and An Xiaoxiao was coming down from the back door.

She instantly comprehended Jiang Muye's little temper just now.

It's really awkward to dare to love.

"My wife is back." Zhou Yun hurriedly went over and opened the door: "Mr. is still waiting." ”

An Xiaoxiao waved his hand to Tang Xin and Lu Qichen, and asked casually, "He hasn't slept yet?" ”

Zhou Yun said with a smile while closing the door: "It's so late, how can you sleep if you don't come back, Mr. is reading in the small study downstairs, and he doesn't seem to be in a good mood." ”

"Oh."

An Xiaoxiao pursed her lips in response, looking at the brightly lit living room from afar, Jiang Muye was sitting upright in front of the desk, he had changed into ordinary home clothes, his eyebrows were clear under the bright light, and he was extraordinary.

Thinking of the incident of meeting him and An Yunqi in Jinse at night, An Xiaoxiao was not calm.

She didn't believe he was waiting for herself.

Zhou Yun sent An Xiaoxiao to the door and left, it is normal for the little couple to have some awkward trouble, it is best for outsiders not to appear at this time, so as not to hurt the innocent.

An Xiaoxiao took a deep breath and pushed the door into the living room, changed her shoes, put her bag, she didn't make any extra movements, and she didn't hear any movement on Jiang Muye's side.

Sure enough, I wasn't waiting for myself.

An Xiaoxiao laughed at herself and went upstairs with her bag.

Jiang Muye caught a glimpse of her walking upstairs with a calm expression, and his heart boiled with anger: "An Xiaoxiao! ”

An Xiaoxiao, who walked to the staircase, was stunned: "What are you doing." ”

"Come here!" Two words, a cold tone full of commands.

An Xiaoxiao reluctantly walked over: "Why haven't you slept so late?" ”

"You know it's late, too?"

Jiang Muye closed the book and looked at her with cold eyes: "Why did you come back so late." ”

"Didn't I tell you when I went out?" An Xiaoxiao frowned: "Besides, you just came back." ”

"I've been back a long time ago!" Jiang Muye clasped his fingers and his tone turned light: "Is there anything you want to explain to me?" ”

Hearing this, An Xiaoxiao put the bag on the corner of the table with a righteous and awe-inspiring expression: "Speaking of which, I still want to ask you, is there anything you want to explain to me about tonight's incident in Jinse." ”

"You said An Yunqi?"

Jiang Muye raised his eyebrows and said in a serious tone: "She helped me when she was a child, and I only met occasionally, nothing else." ”

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