The eyes were cold without the slightest warmth, and the cold tone that made people feel cold all over the body, like strangers meeting for the first time.

Perhaps beneath that frozen exterior was a subtle dislike for her.

Xihe only felt that she couldn't breathe down when she was depressed, and when she returned to China this time, it would be a lie to say that there was no hope at all. At the beginning, she didn't say goodbye, but she comforted herself that he was stumped by something, so she didn't show up when the news was flying all over the sky.

But she forgot the warning given to her by the housekeeper and nanny.

That unhurried euphemistic advice is still in her ears, like a basin of cold water, poured from head to toe, so that she realizes her identity and the distance between them.

It's kind of ridiculous, she's been making a fool of herself!

-

"Officer Lu, thank you on my behalf, but I still have a lot of confidence in China's law and order." Mr. Mu Yi's foreign accent resounded outside.

"Just in case, hopefully it didn't bother you." Lu Yan is neither humble nor silent.

Xihe lowered her eyes and glanced at the time on her wrist, she didn't want him to go out in his presence, but Mr. Mu Yi's schedule was very full, and he couldn't delay.

Xihe only hesitated for a few seconds, and she took the tie and went out.

Mr. Mu Yi stood in the center of the hall, bowed his head and buttoned his sleeves, and talked to Lu Yan.

Lu Yan's body is straight, his physique is strong, his hands are behind his back, and the awe-inspiring characteristics of a soldier are impossible to ignore.

Her presence did not interrupt the conversation between the two.

Mr. Mu Yi was talking to himself, curious about China's vast and profound cultural life.

Lu Yan occasionally replied one or two sentences, the sound like a clear spring flowing, familiar and unfamiliar.

When helping Mr. Mu Yi tie his tie, Xi He obviously felt the strong gaze that fell on her body, she was a little absent-minded, Mr. Mu Yi remembered something, and suddenly asked her.

"Xihe, I remember that your hometown is in S City, right?"

You can't tell a curious person the purpose of his question, Xihe's voice was calm, "yes." ”

"Oh, that would give you a day off."

Xihe helped him put on a suit, and when he buttoned it, he raised his calm eyes, which seemed to be a pool of clear water: "Today?" ”

Mr. Mu Yi said seriously: "Not today, I can't do without you." ”

He is of mixed Chinese and British descent, and has been in England for a long time, although he can speak Chinese, the tone is full of weirdness, and some words do not make sense.

Xihe slightly bent the corners of his mouth and went to prepare for the others.

-

Zhang Yi soon arrived, accompanied by the person in charge of the project.

The battle is a bit big, and the duties of a private secretary are basically personal services 24 hours a day, but Mr. Mu Yi takes care of Xihe, and in front of the dignitaries, he only needs Zhang Yi to accompany him.

Xihe is only responsible for his diet and daily life.

A group of people had breakfast and headed to the meeting place.

Out of the door, Xihe saw the battle outside.

Almost every once in a while, there were one or two soldiers standing guard, all of them armed to defend themselves, solemnly guarding their posts.

Out of the hotel, under invisible protection, get in the car and go to the meeting place.

Of course, Xihe accompanied, but he was sitting in the back car.

She had just sat down and sorted out the information that Zhang Yi had handed over to her in a hurry, when the right car door was opened, and a cold wind rushed in, and at the same time, Lu Yan, who was dressed in a gloomy body, sat down beside her.

The slightest awe-inspiring aura enveloped him, and Xihe's body instinctively stiffened, and the fingers holding the paper seemed to have lost consciousness and could not lift their strength.