"Let's go home and make trouble." Mu Zhuoyao's voice softened, as if he was compromising with Yan Huaiqing.

Yan Huaiqing was blindsided again, this is to make peace with her again, which is not in line with Mu Zhuoyao's invincible attitude.

"Then you let me down first." Yan Huaiqing's mood also slowly calmed down, and he seemed to be a little excited just now.

"You're not wearing shoes." Mu Zhuoyao regained his cold tone.

Yan Huaiqing reacted at this time, and just now he took off his shoes in order to run faster.

Oops, those high heels are quite expensive, Yan Huaiqing regretted a little why he didn't pick them up.

"Ouch." Behind them came the sound of a man falling.

Mu Zhuoyao's heart sank, turned to look at the person who fell to the ground, and asked sharply, "Who are you?!" ”

"Ah, that, I.." The little reporter's face was flushed with shame, and he secretly blamed himself for falling off the chain at a critical moment.

What should I do, I can't say that I am a reporter and follow him to take photos secretly.

If she said that, she might not see the sun tomorrow.

Yan Huaiqing heard the sound, patted Mu Zhuoyao's back, and motioned for her to be let go.

Mu Zhuoyao gently put down Yan Huaiqing, and just happened to interrogate what this little girl was doing here.

"Speak quickly!" Mu Zhuoyao's tone was as cold as a count of nine cold winters.

I have secretly guessed the purpose of this girl.

"I, I." The little reporter was shocked by Mu Zhuoyao's gaze, and he couldn't speak.

"Are you here to deliver me high heels? Little girl. Yan Huaijing saw the high heels she was carrying in her hand at a glance and helped her out.

The little reporter immediately came back to his senses and said tremblingly, "Mmmm, sister, your high heels fell in the hallway." ”

Mu Zhuoyao saw that she was really carrying a pair of shoes in her hand, and his face was a little better, it seemed that he was thinking too much.

"Thanks, give it to me." Yan Huaijing tiptoed to put on her shoes.

"What's your name?" Yan Huaijing stepped into her shoes and asked, and her eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of the little reporter's press card hidden in his clothes.

The little reporter didn't seem to expect Yan Huaijing to ask this question, so he was stunned for a moment and replied, "My name is Han Yao." ”

"Mmmm, the little girl is so cute, leave a contact information, and invite you to dinner next time." Yan Huaijing pretended to be inadvertent, "Just to thank you for picking up my shoes." ”

"Ah, good." Han Yao didn't think too much about it, so she gave the number.

"Then I'll find you to eat tomorrow." Yan Huaijing winked at Han Yao, and then said in a soft voice, "Keep the photo first." ”

Then Yan Huaijing turned around and followed Mu Zhuoyao.

Han Yao, who was left messy in the wind, came back to her senses and understood the meaning of Yan Huaijing's words, it turned out that she knew.

At the back door of the hotel, Assistant Zhao was already waiting there.

Yan Huaijing carried her skirt and followed Mu Zhuoyao into the car.

Speechless all the way.

Yan Huaijing adhered to what Mu Zhuoyao had just said about going home to make trouble.

"Get out of the car!" As soon as the car stopped, Mu Zhuoyao stepped out of the car.

Yan Huaijing obediently followed behind, this scene was like he had done something sorry for him, and was caught by Mu Zhuoyao and sent home to teach him a lesson.

What's the situation? Why has the situation reversed? Obviously, it should be her who went home aggressively to question Mu Zhuoyao.

in the living room.

"Just ask." Mu Zhuoyao took off his coat and sat down on the sofa, his fingers crossed, his dark pupils staring at Yan Huaijing.

was so direct, and suddenly Yan Huaijing didn't know where to start.

"Ah, that, that."

Why did you stutter all of a sudden.

"I don't know what to ask, so I'll ask." Mu Zhuoyao preemptively, "Why did you appear there?" ”

Yan Huaijing became angry when she heard this, and said sourly, "I don't know whose little lover it is, and she sent me a text message with a dead face, begging me to catch the adulterer." ”

Mu Zhuoyao raised his eyebrows slightly, obviously dissatisfied with the title of little lover, "Little lover? ”

"Cut, isn't it Ruan Manjun?"

"She's just a friend." Mu Zhuoyao explained, "She texted you and you went? ”

"Otherwise, wait for you two to roll the sheets, and then tell me to roll." Yan Huaijing bit her lip, and a touch of bitterness crossed her pupils.

Mu Zhuoyao's eyes deepened suddenly, his long body stood, and the whole person pressed towards Yan Huaijing.

Slender fingers pinched her small and delicate chin, and dark eyes stared at her with heavy eyes.

Yan Huaijing subconsciously turned her head away, and unconsciously panicked.

What does Mu Zhuoyao want to do?

This sudden move frightened Yan Huaijing, and the strong male hormonal aura rushed towards her, catching her off guard.

Mu Zhuoyao's sharp eyebrows and tight lips seemed to be more attractive than usual.

"Are you jealous?" Mu Zhuoyao slowly approached, and a warm breath sprinkled on the top of Yan Huaijing's head.

Suddenly found that Yan Huaijing's angry appearance was a little cute, and there was a faint body fragrance on her body.

Yan Huaijing's body was a little stiff, and her heart was beating uncontrollably.

Mu Zhuoyao's fiery gaze made her sink a little, she put her fingers against the man's shoulder, and whispered, "How is it possible!" ”

It's an affirmative tone, but it sounds like an aggrieved denial in this context.

The air around him was a little ambiguous by Mu Zhuoyao, and there was a silence of embarrassment.

Mu Zhuoyao smiled evilly at the corner of his mouth, approaching Yan Huaijing.

Yan Huaijing bit her lip tightly and kept stepping back.

Mu Zhuoyao's big hand stretched out behind Yan Huaijing, smiled elegantly, and took out a document from the table, "What you want." ”

As he spoke, he stuffed it into Yan Huaijing's hand, and turned around and went upstairs without looking back.

"Huh?" Yan Huaijing obviously hasn't reacted yet.

Just gone? Was that a hallucination just now? She actually felt a little lost.

But the information in his hand reminded him that it was not an illusion.

Yan Huaijing shook her head, didn't think about Mu Zhuoyao, and looked at the information in her hand, Mu Zhuoyao was quite fast, this is a copy of all the information of the orphanage since its establishment, all in it.

Yan Huaijing saw a name in the document, the Ruan family, and the black and white apricot eyes became cold.

Upstairs, Mu Zhuoyao, who was lying on the bed after taking a shower, couldn't sleep.

When I closed my eyes, my mind was full of Yan Huaijing's shy and demure appearance, and she was completely two people during the day.

That night, neither of them had a sleep.