Before Yan Huaiqing could speak, Ruan Manjun on the hospital bed sobbed lowly, and his eyes glanced at Mu Zhuoyao with a vague look, hoping that he would have an expression of interest in taking pity on him.

"That's going to disappoint you, which green onion in your mouth is Mu Zhuoyao's new legal wife." Yan Huaiqing frowned and looked at the angry agent, and explained it clearly.

Ruan Manjun really deserves to be an actor, crying pear blossoms bring rain, and it is not annoying when it is pitiful.

Yan Huaiqing glanced at Mu Zhuoyao's expression by the way, he was still the same calm, his face did not change, and he only frowned slightly.

It seems that he is immune to Ruan Manjun's crying.

"You, don't think that you have seduced Mr. Mu, think that you have flown on the branches and become a phoenix, what Mr. Mu really likes is our family Manjun." The broker disdainfully fought back.

"Then Mu Zhuoyao hasn't married her for so many years." Yan Huaiqing raised his eyebrows.

Ruan Manjun is good-looking, and she is Mu Zhuoyao's savior, if the two were happy, Mu Zhuoyao would have married her a long time ago, what are you waiting for?

"You, you!!" The agent choked when he heard this, pointed his finger at Yan Huaiqing, and couldn't say a complete sentence.

"Ahem, okay, don't say it again, I know Zhuo Yao must have a hard time, I don't blame him." Although Ruan Manjun's words were heard by the agent, his eyes stayed on Mu Zhuoyao's face.

It seemed to want to see the expression she wanted from his face.

The agent went to help Ruan Manjun on the hospital bed with a look of pity.

After all, it is her cash cow, and this suicide will have to stop work for many days.

Yan Huaiqing didn't speak, wrapped his hands around, and leaned quietly on the door frame, leisurely.

Anyway, it didn't matter much to her, so I just came with me to see if Ruan Manjun was dead.

"Okay, you can rest well, I'll see you another day, don't make any more trouble." Mu Zhuoyao on the side finally spoke, and his tone was still very gentle.

But he only comforted Ruan Manjun lightly, and did not explain the reason for getting married.

"Zhuo Yao, do you really care about me?" Ruan Manjun still didn't give up, and stopped Mu Zhuoyao, who was about to go out, and stared at him with tears in his eyes.

"Rest well." Mu Zhuoyao said in a deep voice.

Every time Ruan Manjun begged him for something, he would have this expression, and every time he thought of her life-saving grace when he was a child, his heart would soften.

As a result, Ruan Manjun is tired of using this trick now.

But Mu Zhuoyao's psychology was already a little resistant, and he thought of Yan Huaiqing, who had solved two big men by himself not long ago, and regarded it as a trivial matter that was not worth mentioning.

Mu Zhuoyao's heart suddenly appeared in contrast, as if there was some strange emotion circulating in his heart.

Inside the hospital room

"Buy me a press release and discredit her!" Ruan Manjun gritted his teeth and said to the agent.

If there was no Yan Huaiqing, the current Mu Zhuoyao might have married her.

Ruan Manjun had hatred in his eyes, and he only hated that he didn't torture Yan Huaiqing more when she was in prison, so that she could sit through the prison.

"Manjun, that Yan Huaiqing seems to be looking for a job, should we?" The agent looked treacherous.

"Okay, then let her never find a job, and let people step on the backbone for the rest of her life."

Inside the villa.

"Where's my room?" Yan Huaiqing pushed open the study and asked.

Mu Zhuoyao stopped the signature pen in his hand, raised his eyes and looked at Yan Huaiqing with displeasure, "Knock on the door." ”

"Oh." Yan Huaiqing silently took a few steps back and closed the door.

"Knock knock." After two knocks, the door was opened again, and the little head stuck in, "Where's my room?" ”

In one go, the action is smooth, without a trace of mud and water.

Mu Zhuoyao's head was full of black lines, his dark eyes narrowed, and the corners of his mouth hooked, "Turn left at the staircase to the first room." ”

"Okay, you go ahead." Yan Huaiqing closed the door with a smile.

Mu Zhuoyao's face, which had been calm, showed a smile.

After Yan Huaiqing returned to the room, she never fell asleep, thinking about finding a job, because of her history in prison, no company dares to hire her now.

Although Mu Zhuoyao doesn't care about supporting one more of her, Yan Huaiqing doesn't want to be a woman who only reaches out and asks for money.

This will not only send people under the fence, but also attract annoyance.

Thinking about it, Yan Huaiqing fell asleep.

After a long day, I was tired.

Late at night, Mu Zhuoyao slowly raised his head from the desk, put down the last document in his hand, and rubbed his temples.

originally thought that Yan Huaiqing would come to disturb him again.

Who knew that when he finished processing the documents, he didn't see anything to say. The woman went to great lengths to climb into his bed, and left it at that?

For some reason, Mu Zhuoyao was a little annoyed.

Walking to the staircase, Mu Zhuoyao saw that there was some light at the bottom of the door of Yan Huaiqing's room, and couldn't help but turn the door lock.

The sound of even breathing came from the bed, and Mu Zhuoyao slowed down.

There is a slender back lying on the wide bed, the long black hair is scattered on the pillow at will, and the dim lamp light is sprinkled on her face.

Mu Zhuoyao bent down, brushed her hair, and left.

Yan Huaiqing frowned, turned around, and said softly, "Mom, Dad, don't leave me." ”

Tears slid down from the corners of her eyes, and she didn't know what nightmares she had in her dreams.

Early the next morning.

"Wake up so early." Yan Huaiqing yawned and came down from the second floor, and saw Mu Zhuoyao who was already sitting at the dining table eating breakfast.

Mu Zhuoyao was looking through today's newspaper and ignored her.

"Madame, let's have breakfast." The maid was frightened by Yan Huaiqing's momentum yesterday, and she didn't dare to snub her.

"Okay, thanks." Yan Huaiqing pulled out the chair and asked again, "What's Auntie's name, and how long have you been here?" ”

"Mrs. Hui, I have been working in Mr. Mu's house for five years, and everyone here calls me Wang Ma." Wang Ma was a little apprehensive, and looked at Mu Zhuoyao before replying.

"Oh, then I'll call you Wang Ma in the future." Yan Huaiqing stuffed half an egg into his mouth and said vaguely, "I will trouble you to take care of me more in the future." ”

"Madam, if this is the case, this is what I should do." Wang Ma suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

She also thought that Madame wanted to fire her.

"Well, that, later, cough cough." Yan Huaiqing was just about to speak again, but he choked on the half of the egg.

The little face was flushed, and his eyes were looking for water on the table.

Seeing this, Wang Ma hurriedly ran to the kitchen, "Madam, wait a minute, your milk is still hot, I'll go get it." ”

Yan Huaiqing could only stare and nod, she was about to choke to death.

At this time, a glass of milk was pushed over from Yan Huaiqing's side, Yan Huaiqing didn't think much about it, and when he saw something that could be drunk, he sent it to his mouth.

"Whew, it's alive." Yan Huaiqing's blushing face finally returned to whiteness, and he looked up gratefully, "Thank you, Mother Wang." ”

But how could there be the shadow of Wang Ma behind him, Yan Huaiqing looked at the milk cup in his hand, and then looked at Mu Zhuoyao.

This guy was reading the newspaper as if nothing had happened.

This is Mu Zhuoyao's milk.

"Madame, I've got you milk." Wang Ma was late at this time, looking at the milk in Yan Huaiqing's hand, and then at Mu Zhuoyao, she was also a little overwhelmed.

So who should she give this glass of milk to?