Mu Xiaoya looked at Ye Yuhan's sleeping face, a little distracted, I have to say that Ye Yuhan's appearance is very handsome, when he fell asleep, he lost his usual domineering feeling, and the whole person looked a lot gentler.

Thick eyebrows, dark pupils, high nose bridge, thin lips, and angular contours make Ye Yuhan look particularly masculine, and he supports Ye at such a young age.

Mu Xiaoya remembered that her mother once said: People with thin lips are more ruthless.

"Have you seen enough?" Ye Yuhan opened his eyes and looked straight at Mu Xiaoya, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked.

Mu Xiaoya's face flushed, she looked away, got out of bed in a hurry, and ran out.

Ye Yuhan looked at Mu Xiaoya's back, feeling in a good mood, and unconsciously hooked the corners of his mouth.

Mu Xiaoya, who returned to the bedroom, hurriedly changed her clothes, and when she looked at the time, it was already ten o'clock, and she was so late that she would definitely be scolded if she was known by the director.

As a result, as soon as Mu Xiaoya came to the office, the director's assistant came over, saying that the director had something to find him and asked her to go over now.

When Mu Xiaoya entered, she originally thought that Director Li must have a black face, but she didn't expect him to smile and invite her to sit down on the sofa.

"Xiao Mu, it's hard work, I went to follow up the project early in the morning, and Mr. Ye personally called to praise you."

Mu Xiaoya's mind immediately turned a thousand times, I didn't expect him to be so kind all of a sudden, is the sun coming out in the west today? I felt that Ye Yuhan was weird this morning, why did he let himself go so easily? I didn't say anything nasty.

"It's okay, it's what I'm supposed to do." Mu Xiaoya smiled and spoke.

"That thing...... I've wronged you. Director Li paused, stretched out his hand and patted Mu Xiaoya's shoulder.

"Not aggrieved." Even if you are wronged, what can you do, in the interests of the company, sacrifice a little her, and the company will not blink its eyes.

"Then Director, I'll get busy first." Mu Xiaoya stood up.

"Go ahead."

Out of the director's office, Mu Xiaoya returned to run her own company, because of her own business, she delayed a lot of work, and made a call to Xiaolu and Yu Yang, asking them to come to the office.

"I'm sorry, because of my personal problems in the past two days, I have held everyone back." Mu Xiaoya said solemnly.

"It's okay, it's okay." Yu Yang felt that Mu Xiaoya was too polite, and there were no serious problems, and Manager Zhang didn't say anything.

"Then let's start, Xiaolu Xiaoyang tell me what you think of the design of this villa?" Mu Xiaoya raised her head from the information and glanced at the two of them.

"I think it should be designed to the liking of the elderly."

"I don't agree, although that villa is far away from the city center, but now rich people have special cars, who is afraid of being far away?" Yu Yang immediately refuted Zhang Lu's idea.

"I think what Yu Yang said makes sense." Mu Xiaoya nodded and agreed with Yu Yang's statement.

The three of them had never been out of the office except for lunch at noon, and they had been discussing until they were about to get off work in the afternoon, when Gu Qing knocked on the door and reminded them that it was time to get off work, and a few people suddenly realized, picked up their mobile phones and saw that it was already half past six, and they had been off work for half an hour, and Gu Qing reminded them to leave too.

"That's it, so far in today's discussion, I already have a preliminary design concept." Mu Xiaoya walked back to her desk, packed her things and prepared to go home.

"Okay, let's go." Zhang Lu pushed Yu Yang out and closed the door by the way.

It was already seven o'clock when Mu Xiaoya returned home, she originally thought that Ye Yuhan was not at home, but when she saw the lights on in the villa, Mu Xiaoya parked the car and walked to the entrance to change her slippers, but suddenly her eyes froze.

Ye Yuhan's slippers on the shoe rack are quietly placed in place, and there are no leather shoes he has replaced, Ye Yuhan will change his shoes every time he goes home, is it ......

Mu Xiaoya squeezed the bag in her hand tightly, slowed her steps, and when she walked to the living room, she found that there was no one, then looked upstairs, returned to the entrance, and pulled out a bat from her golf bag.

Mu Xiaoya put her bag on the sofa and went upstairs cautiously, fine beads of sweat broke out in her palms because of nervousness.

Mu Xiaoya was about to push open Ye Yuhan's bedroom door, but found that there was a sound of turning things in the study, Mu Xiaoya squeezed the club in her hand tightly, she had never entered Ye Yuhan's study, their company had cooperated with Ye's, and she still avoided suspicion.

The door of the study was not closed, Mu Xiaoya felt that it might be a commercial spy, and there should be no knife in her hand, so she secretly emboldened herself, and carefully pushed open the door of the study, and a black figure was rummaging for something next to the desk.

Mu Xiaoya took advantage of the opportunity when he turned his back to him, ran in quickly, raised the club and smashed it with his eyes closed, but he felt as if the rod had been grabbed by that person.

"Do you want to murder your husband?" Ye Yu's cold voice came from the beginning.

Hearing Ye Yuhan's voice, Mu Xiaoya immediately opened her eyes, Ye Yuhan grabbed the club in mid-air with one hand, and looked at her with a gloomy face.

"How do I know it's you?" Mu Xiaoya's eyes widened, and she immediately retorted, letting go of the club in her hand.

"This is my home, not who am I? Your mistress? Ye Yuhan asked aggressively.

"Ye Yuhan, you are unreasonable, I thought it was a thief." After saying that, he walked to the door.

Who, if it's really a commercial spy, see what he does.

"Have you ever seen a thief rummage through a file?" Ye Yuhan obviously didn't believe it.

He knew in his heart that Mu Xiaoya shouldn't know that it was him, so she would hit him with a club, but somehow, she just wanted to say these words that made her angry.

"It's your business what you want, whatever you want."

Mu Xiaoya ran back to her bedroom, slammed the door shut, and silently told Ye Yuhan how much anger she was piling up in her heart at the moment.

Ye Yuhan took the document in his hand, also walked out, stood at the door of the study, glanced at Mu Xiaoya's bedroom door with complicated eyes, and went downstairs again.

He originally came to the house today to get a more urgent document, and he was about to leave after taking it, when he suddenly felt someone behind him, and as soon as he turned his head, he saw Mu Xiaoya with her eyes closed, and the club in her hand smashed down.

If he hadn't reacted, he would probably be on his way to the hospital at this moment.

Ye Yuhan sat in the conference room, his thoughts were already far away, and he remembered that Mu Xiaoya had just closed her eyes and looked like she was going to die bravely, she felt funny, and the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked unconsciously.

The people sitting below saw the corners of Ye Yuhan's mouth and looked at Ye Yuhan like a monster, and the president smiled?

Usually the president's mood, everyone can't see through, sometimes the heart is already angry, but you can still talk without changing your face.

For them, the hardest part of a week is when the president has a regular meeting, a place is slightly dissatisfied, and all of them have to be redone until the president is satisfied, especially his eyes, which make people tremble.

Everyone at the table is silently grateful in their hearts to those who make the president feel good, and it is not easy to make the president's happiness show on his face.

Mu Xiaoya sat on the bed, looked at the doll under her viciously, stretched out her fist and hit it hard from time to time, muttering uncontrollably.

A mobile phone ringtone came from the bag next to the bed, and Mu Xiaoya got out of bed and picked up the phone: "Ruoxi." ”

"Xiaoya, you ...... You're alright. Han Ruoxi hesitated to speak.

"I'm fine, but how did I get home that night?" Mu Xiaoya asked the doubts in her heart, it was impossible for Han Ruoxi to know Ye Yuhan's villa!

"Your husband brought you back, don't you know?" Han Ruoxi raised his voice and exclaimed.

So he followed her all the time?

"Oh, by the way, Ruoxi, do you have time tomorrow? I want to talk to you. Mu Xiaoya hurriedly changed the topic.

"Tomorrow...... I'll take a look. Han Ruoxi walked to the bedroom and took out the notebook in the drawer, which was full of itineraries in the last few days.

Han Ruoxi set his sights on September 20th, which is tomorrow: "I have to go to the audition tomorrow morning, and I have to go back to my parents' house in the afternoon, about three hours, and I have time after four o'clock." ”

"Okay, call us then."

After hanging up the phone, Mu Xiaoya felt a little hungry and wanted to go downstairs to find something to eat, but when she opened the refrigerator, she only saw the dishes, and there was no cooked food except for the dishes.

It is impossible to order takeout, that is to say, there are three ways in front of Mu Xiaoya now, either cook by yourself, or call Ye Yuhan to take it, or be hungry......

It is absolutely impossible to let Ye Yu take the cold belt, she doesn't want to come up and let him scold, it's not practical to be hungry all night, after all, it's only eight o'clock, so she has to do it herself.

Mu Xiaoya took out a few easy-to-make vegetables from the refrigerator, washed them and cut them well, the only thing she was glad about was that fortunately, Ye Yuhan had cooking tools at home.

Cooking rice is trivial to her, but looking at the dishes on the cutting board makes it a little difficult.

I tried to remember how my mother cooked for herself at that time, then turned on the fire, poured oil into the pot, then added salt, and finally put the cut vegetables down.

When Mu Xiaoya brought the dishes out of the kitchen and put them on the table one by one, it looked pretty good, at least it wasn't fried, as for the taste......

Mu Xiaoya served the meal with great interest, sat on the dining table, looked at the dishes on the table, stretched out her chopsticks, picked up a tomato, and chewed a few bites, sweet?

Mu Xiaoya was puzzled, she didn't put sugar, could it be ...... Could it be that sugar is confused with salt, but the other dishes...... Thinking about it, he looked at a few other dishes with a faint gaze.

I took out the chopsticks and tasted it, and my delicate little face wrinkled tightly together to tell the unpalatable food.

Mu Xiaoya put down her chopsticks, lay on the table in frustration, looked at the white rice in front of her, and felt depressed, next time she goes home, she must learn to cook a few dishes from Sister-in-law Zhang, otherwise she will starve to death in the Ye family sooner or later.