Seeing that Wen Lan gritted her teeth with hatred, Mu Yejue was in a good mood, and she seemed to be eating elegantly with her movements in the wind, and even wanted to have another bowl.

Placing the bowl in front of Wen Lan, Mu Yejue gestured to her with his eyes.

"Hurry up and eat and go back to the hospital after eating." Wen Lan was obedient, weighed a full bowl and put it in front of Mu Yejue.

The Lord of the Pastor finished eating unhurriedly, and pushed the bowl, "You send it to me." ”

"How old do you still need to send it?" Wen Lan glanced at him, unmoved.

Lord Mu Ye got up and sat down beside Wen Lan, "Send me." ”

Wen Lan rolled her eyes and cleaned up the table, quickly washed the dishes and came out, and saw the man in front of the table at a glance.

The man lowered his head, the broken hair in front of his forehead in the afternoon sun added a touch of meekness, his lips pursed slightly, and his hands were hidden under the table, like a poor puppy.

Wen Lan's heart softened, "Okay, I'll accompany you back to the hospital." ”

"Okay." The Lord of the Pastor then looked up, with a hint of pride in his eyes, and his lips slightly hooked, showing no pity at all.

Wen Lan couldn't help but hold her forehead, she was deceived by this man again.

A man's heart, a needle under the sea.

Wen Lan was helpless, so she went back to the room and changed her clothes, "Let's go." ”

Mu Yejue didn't have any expression, and walked out with long legs, leaning lazily on the elevator and waiting for someone.

Wen Lan locked the door, and when she turned around, the elevator stopped at the current floor.

"Ding—"

"It's you, little girl!" An old couple walked out of the elevator, Wen Lan had the impression that because she had helped them a little, she didn't expect the old couple to remember and take the initiative to greet her.

Seeing Wen Lan's gentle smile, the old grandmother saw Mu Yejue on the side, looked at her appreciatively, and smiled kindly: "This is your boyfriend, right?" ”

"yes." Wen Lan walked up to the Nightlord and grabbed him, and stuck out her tongue at the Nightlord mischievously.

Mu Yejue squeezed Wen Lan's little hand dissatisfied, and said seriously: "It's my husband." ”

Wen Lan sneered.

The old couple expressed their understanding and left with a smile.

As soon as the elevator door closed, Lord Mu Yejue grabbed Wen Lan's waist and trapped her in the corner, "You say, how should I be punished?" ”

"What's the punishment?" Wen Lan smiled, pretending not to understand.

Nightlord narrowed her eyes dangerously, raised her chin with one hand, and was about to speak, when the elevator suddenly stopped, and two people came up.

Out of danger, Wen Lan smiled even more happily.

Mu Yejue punishively pinched Wen Lan's back and looked at her with a smile.

Wen Lan was startled, she couldn't laugh for a while, and rushed out as soon as the elevator door opened. The Lord of the Pastor strolled after him and got into Wen Lan's car.

The two scolded each other all the way to the hospital, and under the threat of Mu Yejue, Wen Lan had to accompany him up, and as soon as he entered the ward, he saw the old lady Mu sitting in it.

Wen Lan was stunned for a moment, pulled out the hand that was holding in the crook of Mu Yejue's arm, took a step back as if seeking refuge, and poked Mu Ye Jue's back, her eyes motioning for him to speak.

Before the Lord of the Shepherd could speak, the old lady was aggressive: "Why can't you drive away like a fly?" What did I say to you, don't pester the Nightlord anymore, I'll give you the money if you want it! ”

"Grandma!" Mu Yejue's eyes sank, and he protected Wen Lan behind him.

The old lady glared at herd and did not back down, "What, there is a Yejue as a backer?" I'm an elder, and he still has to listen to me! ”

Wen Lan lowered her head and said nothing, and Mu Yejue was distressed and clenched her hand.

The old lady naturally saw it, "Yejue, you tell the truth, is this woman shameless hooking up with you, grandma can help you." ”

Mu Yejue couldn't listen to it, frowned and pulled Wen Lan to leave, "Grandma, calm down, I'll take Wen Lan out first." ”

The old lady slapped the table angrily and stood up: "Stop! She can go, but you can't. ”

"Grandma'......!" Mu Yejue was helpless, the old lady Mu was soft and hard, and he couldn't resist too much, so he was in a dilemma.

Wen Lan, who had been silent, pulled him and said with a smile: "I'll go first, you guys have a good rest." ”

The Lord of the Pasture did not let go, and the old lady stepped forward to separate the two of them, pulling the Lord of the Pasture behind her, "Hurry up, you are not welcome here." ”

Wen Lan smiled indifferently, not forgetting the etiquette, "Then I'll go first, goodbye." ”

Watching Wen Lan push the door and leave, the old lady Mu was finally satisfied, and looked at Mu Yejue who hated iron and steel: "Whoever wants to say goodbye to her, you are not allowed to see her again in the future, you know?" ”

Mu Yejue retracted his gaze at Wen Lan, and reluctantly agreed: "Okay." ”

"Chu Yan didn't see you when she returned to the room just now, so scared that she called me immediately, you see how much people care about you." The old lady sat back and took a sip of tea, "You have to cultivate more relationships with Chu Yan in the future." ”

Obviously, Wen Lan cared more about me, Mu Yejue pouted absently, and was very resistant in his heart, but now the first task is to stabilize the old lady.

"Did you hear that?!" Seeing that Mu Yejue did not move, the old lady glared solemnly, a little fierce.

"yes, I heard you." Mu Yejue had no choice but to respond, but in fact, the left ear went in and the right ear went out, and there was only Wen Lan in his heart.

The old lady said a lot of big truths again, and even proposed that if Qian Chuyan couldn't do it, she would see a few wealthy daughters again, there was always something Mu Yejue liked, so why bother holding on to a woman like Wen Lan.

Lord Mu Ye responded while fugue, and the surface kung fu was in place.

After the old lady finished drinking water to moisten her throat, Mu Yejue went to the toilet and called the assistant.

"Prepare to carry out the predetermined plan." Mu Yejue lowered his voice and gave a few brief instructions, "Don't let others find out, especially my grandmother's side, if you find out, I will send you to Africa to raise lions." ”

"Yes, yes, yes." The assistant agreed again and again, wiped the sweat faintly flowing from his sideburns, hung up the phone and acted immediately.

The assistant shed tears of emotion, the president is finally ready to take back the company's sovereignty, and he is about to become a wife.

He didn't want to go to Africa, no matter how rich he was.

Be prepared!

Afraid that the old lady would be suspicious, Mu Yejue didn't stay in the toilet for long before going back to lie down, looking at the photos of Wen Lan in the hidden album.

Wen Lan drove away from the hospital, but she was still not worried about Mu Ye Jue, so she called Yu Zimo, "Zimo, do you have time, can you help me go and see Mu Ye Jue?" ”

"There's time." Yu Zimo's teasing voice came, "What's the matter, there was a quarrel?" ”

"It's not." Wen Lan stopped the car and waited for the traffic light, "Shepherd's grandmother is in the hospital, her old man doesn't like me, I can't go, and I can't rest assured that Shepherd's Nightlord, do you want time to help me run?" ”

Yu Zimo threw a peanut in his mouth and said in surprise: "Hospital? Shepherd Nightlord will also go to the hospital? ”

Wen Lan started the car and rolled her eyes, "Mu Yejue is also a good person, if you are a person, you will get sick, whether you go or not, if you don't go, I will hang up!" ”

"Hey, hey, are you asking for someone like that?" Yu Zimo hurriedly stabilized, "Can't I go!" ”

"Can we go now? I just got back from the hospital, and the Lord and his grandmother probably had a fight, so you can persuade him. The hospital is not far from Wen Lan's house, and this time the kung fu has already reached the downstairs, she parked the car and closed the door with one hand.

Yu Zimo stretched and was about to get the car keys, "Okay." Rest assured, the Nightlord is not so vulnerable. ”

"Thanks, I'll invite you to dinner." Wen Lan went to the courier cabinet to get the courier, clipped the mobile phone to her shoulder, and held the courier with both hands, "I'm afraid that he won't be able to open it and keep arguing with his grandma, if his grandma is there, don't say that I asked you to go." ”

"Got it." Yu Zimo responded casually, went out of the door, and drove to the hospital.

The black-clothed man at the door was familiar with Yu Zimo, and went in to ask Mu Yejue's opinion, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he found that Yu Zimo followed him directly.

"Get out, get out, it's none of your business." Yu Zimo waved at the man in black, like sending a little chicken.

The man in black looked at the Nightlord and withdrew with the approval of the Nightlord.

"What are you doing here?" Mu Yejue sat on the head of the bed, very unkind to see Yu Zimo, and looked at him vigilantly.

Yu Zimo looked at the ward and sat down by himself.

"See what?" Mu Yejue thought that Yu Zimo was looking for Wen Lan, so he sank his face and was displeased, "Let's see and get out." ”

Yu Zimo was surprised by Mu Yejue, who was choking on medicine, "I see that your grandma is not there, oh no, it was Wen Lan who asked me to come and see if you are dead." ”

Lord Shepherd's face darkened even more, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I can't die, I'm sure I'll live you." ”

"I'm kind enough to come to see you, what are you doing with this breath?!" Yu Zimo endured the cynicism of Lord Mu Ye for a long time, but he really couldn't help but go back.

"What do you say?" Mu Yejue looked at Yu Zimo with contempt, as if he was looking at an ant.

Yu Zimo was stimulated by Mu Yejue's eyes, stepped forward and grabbed Mu Yejue's front placket, squinting his eyes, "What do you mean?" ”

"What else do I want to ask you?" Mu Yejue sneered and stretched out his hand to push Yu Zimo away, "What are you showing off to me?" ”

Yu Zimo's strength was not as strong as that of Mu Yejue, and he shook his body a few times, dissatisfied, "What am I showing off?" ”

"Wen Lan asked you to come? What if she let you come, I'm her man! Mu Yejue got out of bed, he was half a head taller than Yu Zimo, and the two of them were about to break out.

"Wen Lan?" Yu Zimo blinked, automatically ignored Mu Yejue's words, recalled something, took a few steps back and straightened his clothes, "Are you angry that Wen Lan asked me to come?" ”

Lord Shepherd didn't speak, his face calm, his fists clenched.

Yu Zimo laughed, "Okay brother, we are not enemies, we are teammates." ”

"Oh?" Mu Yejue didn't believe it, and still maintained a posture of being ready to go, thinking about how to punish Wen Lan after seeing her.

"What I like is Shen Ling." Yu Zimo stopped selling Guan Zi and hammered Mu Yejue's chest, "Wen Lan and I are friends. ”

"Shen Ling?" Lord Nightshade didn't react for a moment, and repeated it uncertainly.

"Or else?" Yu Zimo rolled his eyes firmly, "If I liked Wen Lan, I would have gone on a date with her, and I would have come here to see you?" ”

Lord Mu Yejue breathed a sigh of relief, unable to see anything on his face, and sat back with a cold face, his long slender legs resting on the edge of the bed.

Yu Zimo sighed and smacked his tongue, in the end, he was good-looking, and any action was eye-catching, which made the little girl outside see how crazy she was.

"What else did she say?" The Nightlord opened his mouth to break the silence, he didn't want to be treated like an ornamental object.

"Say you're free to invite me to dinner."

Mu Yejue's face darkened again, and Yu Zimo, who looked at him with cold eyes, couldn't help but shudder.

"She wants to thank me for watching you for her, of course while you're there." Yu Zimo laughed, and the face of the man opposite was better, "I can help you." ”