The site survey of "Villa King" was successfully completed.

Recently, there are no major projects, and the designers of Qingfeng have spent the off-season of decoration design in the site survey and fine decoration design of each household. This trip to the "Villa King" is not special for Brother Zheng and David.

For Mo Yan, it was a subversive outing.

When he returned to the company on the same day, Wenhao held meetings one after another to review the design drawings with the design director; Brother Zheng and David enter the first draft design stage; Mo Yan sat alone in his seat, holding a painting brush in his hand and a sketchbook under his hand. However, there is no single stroke left on a blank sheet of paper. She doesn't understand the preferences of a 3-year-old girl, but that's just a small part of the reason.

The biggest reason is the stars.

To be exact, it is the narration of the stars who are currently looking at the clusters of suspicious sinuses.

Mo Yan changed his posture, put his fingers without a pen into his hair, and grabbed his scalp anxiously. There are two little people in the heart who are debating fiercely.

The little negro said: Wow, smell the conspiracy! I bet Xingchen was lying, though I don't know why he did it.

The little red man said: Sick! Lie or not, does it have anything to do with you? Draw with peace of mind, that's what you have to do.

The little black man retorted: From the outside, Xingchen lied to Wang Chengyou's mother, maybe he deliberately told Wang Chengyou and her who were present at the time.

The little red man sneered: Wang Chengyou! Wang Chengyou! Does that nasty guy have anything to do with you?

The little black man's face is black anyway, and he can't see it when it's red, and he snorts: Although, at the moment, it seems to be ...... But who knows for sure what the future holds.

The little red man said warmly: Even if Xingchen is lying, even if Xingchen is framing Mr. Wen, let him frame him, anyway, you don't care whether Mr. Wen is innocent or not. Why bother about things that can't be fought with you?!

The little black man stopped talking. However, it was not the little red man who won, but the little black man made up his mind: it may have nothing to do with her Mo Yan, but what if it has something to do with that nasty guy?

Out of an indescribable sense of responsibility, Mo Yan resolutely stood up.

Perhaps her expression was too resolute, and the colleague next to her couldn't help but look at her more.

Mo Yan didn't care, she picked up her mobile phone, left her work position, and walked straight out of the office area...... All the way to the Star Tea Shop! She's going to confront the stars!

The milky white door of the Star Tea Shop was closed quietly, Mo Yan fearlessly pushed the door in, and even didn't bother to wipe the fine sweat on his forehead that was hot all the way, and when he entered the door, he shouted while searching with his eyes: "Xingchen? What about the stars? ”

There was originally a customer in the star tea shop, and he was startled when he suddenly saw the menacing Mo Yan.

Zhang Xinyue stood behind the counter, staring very intently at the customers who ordered, so as to squeeze juice for him as soon as possible, and did not pay attention to Mo Yan who broke in.

The customer steadied himself, glanced at Mo Yan with disgust, and continued to order: "Avocado banana juice." ”

"Gotcha!" Zhang Xinyue smiled.

As far as the eye can see, the store is empty and there is no one else. Mo Yan had no choice but to find a seat and sit down. Her fingers, anxiously tapping on the tabletop, made a "click" sound.

The male customer glanced back at her with more and more disgust.

Mo Yan was staring at the small door curtain in the inner room, praying that the door curtain would be lifted in the next second, and Xingchen's handsome face would be revealed...... However, that was just wishful thinking on her part. Zhang Xinyue, who had squeezed the juice, spoke at this time: "Xingchen is not in the store. ”

Call.

Mo Yan exhaled heavily. Well, count him lucky and let him live one more day.

Mo Yan got up and wanted to say goodbye to Zhang Xinyue. When she walked to the door, it happened that the male customer with the juice cup also walked to the door, the door could not let the two pass through at the same time, and Mo Yan didn't think that the man necessarily needed to be polite to her, so she stopped and waited for the customer to go first.

To Mo Yan's complete surprise, the male customer reached out to open the cast iron door, but took advantage of the situation to hit her on the shoulder. She was clearly separated from him by a person's space, but he took a step to the right without moving, and his arm bent back...... Impartial, when the chest hits.

Under the shock, Mo Yan was annoyed and ashamed, and was stunned for a while.

The male customer seemed to let out a sneer, and this disdainful snickering woke Mo Yan, who shouted: "Why did you hit someone?" ”

"Bumping people? You? ”

"You just bumped into me!"

"Oh? Where did it hit you? ”

"I ......" Mo Yan understood that he had met a hooligan. If you continue to quarrel, you will only bring humiliation on yourself. She turned her head in shame and ignored it. The male customer glanced at her insolently and walked out with his feet up.

However, someone grabbed his sports jumpsuit one step earlier.

The small hand was slender but powerful, and he couldn't break free, and subconsciously turned back. Before he could turn around, a show fist rushed up without saying anything.

Poof. The fist landed on the eye socket.

Mo Yan was so frightened that he couldn't scream. This, this...... Although it is for her to stand out, is Xinyue's temper a little irritable?

The male customer's tears rushed out in an instant.

He covered his eyes and pointed the perpetrator with the juice: "You, you, you are still ......"

Zhang Xinyue shook the hand that beat her face, hugged her hands together, and her knuckles clicked.

Seeing this, the male customer almost crawled and stumbled out of the Star Tea Shop.

He ...... Will it be reported? Mo Yan was afraid. If she got into a compensation lawsuit for Xingcha because of this, she really didn't want to.

"No!" Zhang Xinyue answered her neatly.

"How can you be so sure?"

"I just know!" Zhang Xinyue raised her eyebrows on one side and looked at Mo Yan triumphantly. Mo Yan didn't have anything to refute, just thinking that if he saw Brother Zhang next time, he would have to tell Brother Zhang about his beautiful sister who was full of force no matter what.

The Xingcha shop and his party returned in vain.

The next day, she took advantage of lunch time to run to Xingcha again, but still did not meet Xingchen.

"The stars are still gone?"

"He didn't have to go to work today." Zhang Xinyue replied.

"Okay."

"Little sister," Zhang Xinyue showed a lewd expression with thief eyebrows, "Tell my sister honestly, are you in love with my star?" ”

Mo Yan covered his face. When she entered the door and saw Zhang Xinyue looking at her with a detached and cold gaze, she knew that Xinyue had forgotten who she was today.

"Naughty!" Mo Yan dropped his hand and went to pull Zhang Xinyue's pigtails, "Pretend again, I am your old friend, best friend, and closest friend Mo Yan." ”

Zhang Xinyue let out a giggle laugh: "I'm kidding you." ”

She pinched her braids, and looked at Mo Yan's eyes with renewed eagerness.

Xingchen once told Mo Yan that if Xinyue didn't know her anymore, she could grab Xinyue's braid and "re-enter the information". Mo Yan was puzzled, why did he hold his braids? Xingchen Hui: Because there is a person around her who loves to pull her braids. She forgot about the person, but remembered the intimacy that the person gave.

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