Lin Xiamo frowned and put her clothes on, trying to pretend as carefully as possible.

Wan Qiao, who was standing on the side, was a little caught off guard, she didn't know what to do?

On the other side, a man pretended to deliver coffee, walked in, put the coffee on the table, his eyes secretly glanced at Lin Xiamo, she was hanging her head, her long hair hung down on her sides, and the whole person looked very decadent.

The man glanced at Lin Xiamo and pretended to be unintentional.

"Miss Lin, this is your coffee."

Lin Xiamo frowned, didn't speak, just nodded, showing his respect for him.

The man put the coffee on the table, came to Lin Xiamo's side and stood, glancing at the clothes in her hand.

"Miss Lin, this dress is very beautiful, what's wrong?"

The clothes in Lin Xiamo's hand obviously leaked out the dirty side.

It's just that she heard the man's question, but she didn't take it to heart and zipped up her bag.

"It's nothing, Wanqiao, I'll go first, pay attention to safety when you go home by yourself."

Wan Qiao was still holding a lollipop in her mouth, and when she saw Lin Xiamo's movements, she frowned, but she could also see that Lin Xiamo was not in a good mood now, she nodded and didn't say anything.

But after Lin Xiamo left, the man came to Wanqiao, looking very gossipy.

"Miss Lin, what's wrong?"

Wanqiao shook his head.

"Clothes are dirty, who are you?"

After Wanqiao said this, he reacted, turned his body to look at the man, and the man lowered his head for a moment and pointed to the coffee on the table.

"I'm just a coffee deliverer, and I saw that Miss Lin was a little anxious, so I was curious to ask."

Wanqiao eased his expression and nodded, but he didn't say anything more.

The man smiled.

"That's ...... coffee"

Wan Qiao waved his hand.

"It's okay, you can get out."

The man nodded and stepped out, only as soon as he went out he came to a corner where no one was looking, lowered his head and started texting.

"Mr. Mu, Miss Lin finished work very early today, the costume in her hand is dirty, I don't know what's going on, but she looks very anxious."

After the man clicked send, he thought about it again, and went to copy and paste a copy of the information of the costumes used by the crew this time and sent it to Mu Beichen.

At this time, Mu Beichen was having a meeting in the company, and everyone could see that Mu Beichen was in a good mood today, and no one knew that it was because their great president Mu Da successfully stayed in Lin Xiamo's home.

Just as everyone was in a meeting, suddenly there were two sounds of mobile phones vibrating.

Everyone looked at each other, who didn't know that if someone's mobile phone rang at Mu Beichen's meeting, they might be criticized, and when everyone was silently mourning for that person in their hearts, they saw Mu Beichen calmly pick up his mobile phone.

It was only when he saw the contents of his phone that he frowned, and his fingers tapped irregularly on the table.

"Something happened, is this?"

A marketing manager was making a report, and after waiting for a long time, he didn't see any reaction from Mu Beichen, and his entire back was already sweating.

Mu Beichen's assistant reminded him, and only then did he react, his fingers tapped on the table irregularly, stood up, looked at the way everyone looked at each other, and said calmly: "That's all for today's meeting, adjourn." ”

The marketing manager who was still waiting for Mu Beichen to make a comment was stunned, and then saw their great president Mu Da leave their sight like this.

When Mu Beichen strode towards the underground garage, his assistant also followed, thinking that there was something important to do today, Mu Beichen suddenly stopped.

The assistant also stopped.

"Mr. Mu."

"Where are you going to find out where the transliteration workshop is? When will I be able to make an appointment in the near future? ”

The assistant was stunned for a moment, and then agreed.

Mu Beichen had already made a judgment the first time he saw the message sent to him by the man, since it was such a precious material, and now it was spilled with milk tea and scratched, it is estimated that it should not be repaired, and it can only be processed and remade, or directly take the broken clothes to the original factory to see what to do.

Mu Beichen then waved at the assistant.

"You go, don't follow me, you can get off work."

The assistant was stunned, Mu Beichen has always been an overtime demon, but he rarely saw such a humane side of him, and the assistant didn't have time to think about it, Mu Beichen had already turned around and walked to his car.

When Mu Beichen drove his car to the door of Lin Xiamo's house, he tried to calm his mood.

He frowned, pretended to have just gotten off work, and walked to the door.

"You're back? Let's change your shoes and get ready for dinner. ”

After entering the house, what surprised Mu Beichen was that Lin Xiamo didn't look a little sad, but the whole person was unusually calm, and Mu Beichen once suspected that the man he had installed in the crew was wrong.

He nodded, sat down at the table, and looked at the dishes on the table, a little surprised.

"Are there any guests at home today?"

Lin Xiamo was stunned for a moment.

"No, what's wrong?"

Mu Beichen shook his head as he looked at the amount of food on the table that was obviously able to be eaten by several people.

"It's okay, let's eat."

It's just that Mu Beichen just sandwiched a chopsticks and greens and felt that her stomach was faintly troubled, obviously this greens still looked okay, but it was sweet, and at first glance, she regarded sugar as salt.

Mu Beichen frowned, and when he saw that Lin Xiamo's chopsticks were about to catch the dish, he suddenly stretched out his chopsticks and touched Lin Xiamo's chopsticks to the side.

"What's wrong?"

"No, it's nothing, that, I like this dish more, so don't eat it."

Lin Xiamo glanced at him a little strangely, but he didn't speak, and instead ate braised pork, and his whole face didn't change at all.

Mu Beichen frowned, thinking that it seemed that there should be no problem with this braised pork, thinking like this, he had already stretched out his sinful little hand, but when he ate the braised pork, he only felt that his taste buds were really hurt.

But Lin Xiamo still ate without changing her face, as if the braised pork in front of her was so delicious.

Mu Beichen frowned.

"Xiaomo, did you encounter anything in the crew today?"