Mr. Mu Yi leaned back in his chair, his eyes lazily opened open, glanced at Xihe, snorted arrogantly, but stopped talking.

Louis has followed him for decades, looking at Mr. Mu Yi's leisurely posture through the rearview mirror, a little embarrassed. I have been chanting a Chinese phrase in my heart: proud soldiers will be frustrated, proud soldiers will be frustrated, ......!

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Rushing back to the hotel from the banquet, Mr. Mu Yi sent Xihe away and went with Louis to enjoy a massage.

Xihe returned to his room and dared to remove the shell that had been stretched all night.

Tired, she put down her bag, dug out her clothes from the suitcase, and went to the bathroom to shower.

The whole process was carried out by Mu Ne, and then she didn't know what she was thinking when she put the water, and when the hot water from the shower was sprinkled on her body, she gasped, and couldn't dodge, and half of her shoulder was quickly reddened.

Xihe twisted her head and looked at the place in a daze, the pain was so hot that her tears almost rushed out of her eyes. She could pause for a few dozen seconds before she lifted her feet to the pool and turned on the faucet to pour cold water.

The touch of ice and fire relieved the pain, but the place where the skin was burned was a small bubble.

Xi He smiled bitterly, it seems that he was really stimulated a lot tonight, and even the nervous response system was sluggish.

Xi He only took a random shower, and as soon as he came out of the bathroom, the phone rang.

She came to the bedside, and on it was a string of unfamiliar numbers.

Xihe is Mr. Mu Yi's secretary, and no matter whether it is official or private, only the boss is the boss. She thought it was a customer, and pressed answer, her voice was gentle and polite: "Hey, hello, may I ask who you are?" ”

Usually, after asking this sentence, the other party will politely state their name and then state the purpose of the call.

Unexpectedly, there was silence on the other end of the phone.

Xihe took down the phone and saw that the call was still continuing, and she asked again suspiciously: "Hello, who are you?" ”

Just when she thought it might be a prank call, the other party spoke up, two words.

"Lu Yan."

Xihe's heart jumped suddenly, and the hand holding the mobile phone subconsciously clenched.

Her mind was a little blank and she stammered, "Oh, you, hello......"

The silence didn't last long, Xi He tried to find a place in his mind where he could clear his thoughts, why did Lu Yan call? Why did you call her?

She had offended him thoroughly last time, and tonight at the banquet, he had completely ignored her. It's just a stranger, passing by, and forgetting in an instant...... So why did he call?

I heard Lu Yan speak, and his cold voice came over like a howling cold wind: "Miss Xihe, it's about Mr. Mu Yi's itinerary." ”

All the throbbing and uneasiness, after hearing "Mr. Mu Yi", suddenly fell silent.

It turned out to be business!

Xihe slowly sat down on the edge of the bed, and she heard herself reply, "Oh, please say ......"

Lu Yan said: "I don't know if Miss Xihe has time?" ”

The "Miss Xihe" one after another, politely and detached, leaving everything involved, Xihe tried to ignore the sourness welling up in her heart, and she could still answer in a smooth voice: "Now?" ”

"Yes." Lu Yan paused, and said in a businesslike tone: "I want you to come out and tell me in detail about Mr. Mu Yi's recent itinerary, so that we can prepare for protection in advance." ”

“…… Okay, please wait. After hanging up the phone, Xihe couldn't care about his wet hair.

She took the towel and wiped it haphazardly, wanting to dry it with a hair dryer, but she was afraid of delaying the time, so she changed out of her pajamas as quickly as possible, put on her shirt, and put on a windbreaker jacket over it, because it had a hat, so that it was buttoned on her head, so that people would not see that her hair was wet.

Xihe had never rushed so fast, and when she got out of the hotel gate, she remembered that she forgot to ask Lu Yan, where to meet?

Just when he was at a loss for what to do, a blinding light suddenly came from ahead.

The eyes shining with strong light could barely be opened, Xi He subconsciously raised his hand to cover his eyes, and in the gap between his fingertips, a car slowly approached.

When the light moved away from her, Xihe saw the person sitting in the car.

Under the orange light, the cold and hard face was lonely and expressionless, the thin lips were pursed, and the tense demeanor was full of oppression, even if it was through a car and a glass, Xihe could still feel it.

The car slowly stopped, Lu Yan got out of the car, he went around the front of the car, came to the passenger seat, and opened the door for Xihe.

Without any words, he maintained his usual gentlemanly demeanor.

Xihe lowered her eyes and raised her feet and walked over, and the moment she passed by, she seemed to be able to smell the clear smell of him.

Sitting in the car, Xi He said softly and lightly: "Thank you." ”

She was responded with a "bang" and the sound of the car door closing.

Lu Yan got into the car, closed the door, started the engine, and the whole action was done in one go.

When the car drove onto the main road, Xihe broke the silence and asked him unconsciously, "Where are you going?" She wanted to say that if she wanted to know about Mr. Mu Yi's itinerary for the next few days, then she would be able to report it in the car.

He didn't answer, the car drove smoothly, but the open window, the cold wind poured in, and his hair was already wet, Xihe felt very cold.

However, in such a situation at this moment, she needs such cold.

With a strong autumn chill, it indicates the arrival of winter, which just offsets the cold breath exuded by him.

Xihe, don't feel oppressed and frightened!

Lu Yan turned his head to look outside, as if looking for a place.

Xihe thought for a while and spoke: "Actually, in the car, we can also talk." ”

Lu Yan frowned slightly, and said coldly: "I'm sorry, I don't have the habit of talking about business in the car." ”

Xihe lowered his head, the corners of his mouth trying to raise a smile, and the scene at the banquet flashed in his mind...... She wants to escape, but she inevitably has to face it, so the only thing she shows at this time is to be calm and generous, smiling and polite.

She built herself in her heart, her eyes moved lightly, and she inadvertently glanced at a pair of women's high heels placed under the driver's seat, and Xihe's heart trembled.

Her eyes were fixed on the pair of high heels, in the orange light, in fact, it was not real, but it was so obvious!

Who is this for?

The car ......

Yes, Xihe suddenly remembered that when she was so ridiculed by Pei Yuqing at the banquet, Lu Yan happened to come down, and he heard their conversation not far away, he came to ask Pei Yuqing to get the car keys and send Yaoyao back......

Nails embedded in the palm, as if it can't withstand the thick surging dark emotions, Xihe doesn't know how to stabilize himself, the pervasive dullness will be rendered, little by little overflowing all parts of the body, like being stabbed by an awl, the pain in the chest is getting clearer and clearer.

Xihe wanted to get out of the car, she regretted coming stupidly, at the door of the hotel, she should quickly tell him, what is Mr. Mu Yi going to do these days!

You won't make a mistake, and you ...... do business!

The car squeaked and stopped suddenly.

Xihe raised his head stiffly, the storefront of a café was brightly lit.

Lu Yan had already gotten out of the car, Xihe was not waiting for him to open the door, she unbuckled her seat belt and got out of the car.

The hat on his head shook, and some of it fell, Xi He raised his hand to fix it, and turned around to look at Lu Yan's deep and unknown gaze.

She pulled the corners of her mouth and said in a hoarse voice, "It's a little cold." ”

Lu Yan didn't speak, but turned around and entered the café.

The tall back quickly disappeared into the glass door, Xihe blinked lightly, her hands tightened her clothes, and her self-control struggled to suppress the disturbances. This time I came out just to talk about business, and I didn't think about anything else!

Approaching the café, she saw him sitting in front of the window at a glance, his back was like a soldier's posture, which could invisibly make people stay away.

Xihe walked over with her feet up, she didn't take off her hat, she just wanted to leave after talking.

Lu Yan beckoned to the waiter and asked her, "What to drink?" ”

It's already so late, naturally I can't drink coffee.

Xi He only said: "Boiled water, thank you." ”

He ordered a cup of coffee, and when the waiter stepped back, Xi He went through the information about Mr. Mu Yi's recent itinerary in his mind, raised his eyes to meet his dark pupils, and the prepared words were stuck in his throat, and suddenly stared at the unfamiliar handsome face in a daze.

This is the first time they have faced each other, sitting together at such a close distance, Xihe sometimes feels that all this is a dream.

When she woke up from a dream, she was still renting a small house of more than ten square meters in the United States, commuting from 9 to 5 every day, and working hard to make money to support herself!

Xihe blinked, laughing at herself in her heart, she was like memorizing a text, but it was mixed with paying attention, and said to Lu Yan: "Mr. Mu Yi will meet friends tomorrow, at the Gulai Tea House." Evenings may change, but he is usually invited by friends to attend certain parties. ”

Soft voice, no waves, serious report.

"No, don't go and follow his wishes, if you go back to the hotel, you can rest!"

Lu Yan didn't speak, and only stared at her with a calm face.

Xihe raised the corners of her mouth lightly, because she smiled, her eyes were inlaid with fine points of light: "On the 28th, I went to survey the terrain and met with government dignitaries in the afternoon to discuss the content of the meeting." ...... evening" Xihe paused, "There is a concert, he ......"

"Miss Xihe." Lu Yan interrupted her lightly, he leaned back casually, resting one hand on the table, a little impatient in his laziness, as if he was not interested in her report.

"You remember your boss's itinerary clearly."

Xihe didn't understand whether his sentence meant anything else, she smiled and said, "If you think you may not remember what I said, I'll send the form to your mailbox?" ”

Lu Yan's pupils narrowed slightly, and a trace of coldness shot out of it, "A personal secretary like you, what is beyond your ability, don't care?" ”