Mu Shuyao's good mood was extinguished by Ning Hongjie's sneer and unprovoked questioning.

She glared at him, too lazy to defend herself, took the bouquet to the storage room to find the vase, inserted it, filled it with water, and the bouquet of flowers that she was going to put in the living room or bedroom was carried into the study and placed on the computer desk.

The computer desk was a little messy, so she easily packed up the drawings and fabrics on it and put them back on the console.

After a quick tidy-up, the computer desk was clean and tidy.

The bouquet of flowers on the table is even more eye-catching and beautiful.

"The flowers he gave are so expensive?"

A mocking voice came from behind him, and Mu Shuyao didn't even bother to turn his head and replied to him lightly.

"Yes, it's really expensive, after all, people like me rarely have the opportunity to receive flowers."

Needless to say, Ning Hongjie is the suitors of Mu Shuyao when he was in school, and it seems that he rarely sends flowers.

After arranging the flowers, Mu Shuyao turned around and walked out.

Ning Hongjie, who was standing against the lintel before, stared at her back for a while, then took a long step and followed.

The two of them are usually used to returning late, and they usually don't have dinner until after seven o'clock, so Aunt Mei is still cooking in the kitchen at this time, and she doesn't know that the two people outside the living room have been fighting each other for a few rounds.

And after a few rounds, no matter who loses or wins, just in terms of mood, the two of them are extremely aggrieved and unhappy at this time.

Mu Shuyao sat down on the sofa, ignored Ning Hongjie, took out his mobile phone and clicked on the sales reports of several counters he had just received.

Similar to the counter she went to, the sales of the Ruyue series in several stores in Tuocheng were almost the same during the three-day Mid-Autumn Festival holiday, which was several times higher than the usual daily sales.

The structure of sales, it seems, is very similar.

Weekday sales may vary depending on the location of each store and the number of people it serves.

However, the sales structure during the festival is surprisingly similar to that of several store counters.

It seems that the saying that young people in China will always celebrate all public holidays as love #人Day is fully proven in this sales structure.

Mu Shuyao, who was sitting on the single sofa, was immersed in a pile of sales data and structural analysis data, and Ning Hongjie, who was sitting on the couch, kept looking at Mu Shuyao with a calm face.

A few minutes later, Ning Hongjie, who had no explanation or response, finally broke out.

"Mu Shuyao!"

His voice was not loud, but his tone was extremely unkind, which startled Mu Shuyao, who was concentrating on analyzing the data.

"Huh?"

She raised her head and looked at Ning Hongjie in confusion, at this time, she had forgotten about Ning Hongjie's anger over flowers.

She looked innocent, and only made Ning Hongjie's chest rise and fall with anger.

"Won't you explain it to me?"

Mu Shuyao looked confused, "Explain what?" ”

Ning Hongjie stared at her, his cruel gaze wandered back and forth on her face for a few times, but he finally couldn't hold back, and out of nowhere he found a stack of photos, and threw it towards the coffee table on Mu Shuyao's side.

"Explain what? You open your eyes wide to see clearly, and you're embarrassed to ask what to explain? ”

Mu Shuyao's gaze fell on the large stack of photos on the coffee table, his eyes swept over, and several of them were large close-ups of Zhang Haoguan's face, of course, more photos of her and Zhang Haoguan smiling or serious and not knowing what they were talking about.

Mu Shuyao's heart sank, raised his eyes to stare at Ning Hongjie, and asked in a deep voice, "Are you looking for someone to follow me?" ”

Ning Hongjie snorted coldly, "With your creditworthiness, it's still too permissive to follow you!" ”

Mu Shuyao's face also turned cold, "Ning Hongjie, what do you mean?" ”

Ning Hongjie crawled angrily, pointed to the photo on the coffee table and gritted his teeth.

"What do I mean? Mu Shuyao, I should have asked you. ”

"What, you found a new backer and are ready to kick me?"

"Or are you going to hide on both sides and step on two boats with one foot?"

Mu Shuyao was buttoned two hats by him for no reason, and he was angry and angry.

She picked up the stack of photos and threw them at Ning Hongjie's face.

"Ning Hongjie, you're right, I'm fed up with you, I'm thinking about how to kick you off all the time!"

Mu Shuyao, who was so angry that he didn't choose to speak, said in his mouth, his heart was indeed a little happy, but in addition to the pain, there was also the pain of his heart being torn apart!

Ning Hongjie leaned and dodged the photo she threw over.

In his slightly squinted eyes, there seemed to be a raging fire about to rush towards Mu Shuyao.

"Mu Shuyao, I thought that you still had some affection for me, but it turned out that it was all about use?"

Mu Shuyao had already turned around, ready to go to the study to pick up his bag and leave.

Hearing this, she turned abruptly, looked at him with a sad expression, and grinned for a while.

"Hehe, Ning Hongjie, I thought you were an emotional idiot, but it turned out that you weren't!"

"That's right, I liked you, no, I used to love you, I loved you very much!"

Ning Hongjie's pupils dilated.

However, in the next second, he heard Mu Shuyao say again, "But how much I loved you in the past, how much I hate you now!" ”

"So, please be merciful and let me go, if we continue like this, there will only be pain and suffering for you and me."

Mu Shuyao poured out the words that had been hidden in her heart for a long time, and she did not feel as relaxed as expected, but on the contrary, it was like cutting a layer of skin and peeling a piece of flesh from her body, and the blood dripping made her feel painful.

After she finished speaking, she didn't look at Ning Hongjie's expression, turned around and walked quickly into the study, took her bag and walked out.

Ning Hongjie, who had recovered from the shock, yelled at Mu Shuyao's back, "Mu Shuyao, where are you going?" ”

Mu Shuyao didn't reply, "You don't care where I go, Mr. Ning, let's leave it like this, the divorce agreement, I will prepare it and send it to you as soon as possible!" ”

She has long been tired of the endless entanglement# with Ning Hongjie, and she is also tired of the self who can't help but sink # into his false tenderness even though she knows that it is a play.

Since it's a score sooner or later, it's better to take advantage of this misunderstanding and share a happy one!

As for Zhang Haoguan, who carried a pot for no reason, in the future, she will slowly explain to him and make amends to him!

Mu Shuyao, who was extremely tired, thought so, and reached out to touch the doorknob.

Behind her, there was a dead silence at first, and then, the moment the door opened, she heard Ning Hongjie's demon-like voice.

"Mu Shuyao, have you forgotten that your # mother is still lying in the hospital!"

Mu Shuyao froze for a moment, and after a moment of hesitation, he ignored the ground, flashed out, and the door slammed shut behind her.

Mu Shuyao knew that he probably couldn't get rid of him.

After all, she couldn't put her mother's life at risk.

But she didn't want to see Ning Hongjie for the time being, so she booked a room in the hotel opposite the studio for two consecutive nights.

Ning Hongjie strangely didn't make any movement until this morning, when Mu Shuyao received a call from the hospital staff.

"Miss Mu, I regret to inform you that Ms. Xu Liyuan's heart stopped beating ten minutes ago, and after rescue failed, she was officially declared dead......"