When Mo Yang investigated Zhong Yinian, she didn't think that she would know anyone with means, so she didn't dig deeper.

It's normal that Zhong Yuhua was not investigated.

It's just that with such a big mistake, Pei Muchen was caught off guard.

Today, he is extremely anxious, as if Zhong Yinian is already someone else's bag.

"Don't contact him in the future, keep your distance from him, and don't let him do anything."

Pei Muchen sat there domineeringly and said that he was happy, and his tone was serious.

It looked like a parent reprimanding the child.

Zhong Yinian pouted, and even her friends began to care, should he be so domineering?

"I haven't been in touch with him for a long time, you can't stop me from making friends."

Zhong Yinian pursed his lips and stood there aggrieved, his big eyes watery, as if he had already been filled with tears and would burst at any time.

Pei Muchen choked, sighed and dragged her over, placed her on his lap, and tightly imprisoned her with his hands.

"Ahh What are you doing? ”

It was a second, and in an instant, she had been replaced, and her little face was flushed.

Looking at the handsome face who was close at hand, she hesitated for a moment, and also stretched out her small hand to put her arms around his neck.

"I have a simple friendship with him, and besides, people don't look down on me."

Zhong Yinian explained in a low voice with a smile, and he had already concluded in his heart that Pei Muchen was jealous.

"Why doesn't he look down on you?"

When Pei Muchen heard Zhong Yinian's words, he was immediately unhappy.

His rabbit is so good, why can't he Zhong Yuhua look down on it?

Zhong Yinian: ......

The corners of her mouth twitched, and she suddenly began to question the IQ of the god-like president.

He ...... He doesn't like my type, right? ”

"What's wrong with your type? Why doesn't he like it? ”

Zhong Yinian immediately buried his head in Pei Muchen's neck, and couldn't bear to look at it directly.

What else is she going to say?

Just don't say anything, just pretend to be dead.

After a long time, Pei Muchen didn't wait for Zhong Yinian's next sentence, and moved his shoulders unhappily.

"Zhong Yinian, don't tell me you're asleep."

He gritted his teeth, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his temples jerked.

As if sensing some dangerous aura, Zhong Yinian quickly dodged and struggled to stand up.

"Don't move."

How could Pei Muchen let her wish, he simply reached out and lifted her legs apart, and the two sat facing each other.

"Uncle ......"

Zhong Yinian was embarrassed and motionless, but he could still feel that somewhere below, there was a strong hard object against him.

Separated by several layers of fabric, Zhong Yinian could still feel the heat in that place, and her frightened eyes looked at a certain big president with a cold face.

"Uncle...... You...... Can you let me down first? ”

Zhong Yinian's eyes widened and he looked at him expectantly, hoping to hear the answer he wanted to hear.

However, it is not possible.

"Zhong Yinian, say you love me."

Pei Muchen frowned slightly, staring at her tightly somewhere, ready to go, his eyes were hooked, and he stared straight at Zhong Yinian.

Love?

Zhong Yinian's red little face crossed a trace of paleness, and after hearing that sentence, the whole person seemed to lose his reaction and remained motionless.

After Pei Muchen's words, the entire office fell into a sea of silence, and all that could be heard in his ears was the sound of breathing, as well as their respective heartbeats.