Chapter 8 You're Thinking a Bit Much...

After being surprised, the butler greeted him: "Madam, you are back, what is wrong with you?"

After speaking, he frowned, because as soon as he got close to Mu Yanxin, the housekeeper asked about the strong smell of blood, and after a closer look, he saw that there was a lot of blood stuck to Mu Yanxin's red skirt.

Butler: ( ฬโ—‘ะดโ—')

"Madame... ......... on you"

Before the housekeeper finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mu Yanxin:

"Oh, it's okay, it's just that I'm too tired to walk in high heels, so I took it off. Mu Yanxin replied evasively.

"Is there dinner? I'm hungry",

Mu Yanxin shielded the butler's puzzled and surprised expression, and asked as she walked.

"It's already been prepared, Your Excellency is waiting for you in the restaurant at this time..."The butler retracted his surprised expression and replied with a straight face.

As the housekeeper of the presidential palace, he should ask what he should ask, and he should not ask what he shouldn't ask, and seeing that Mu Yanxin didn't plan to say more, the housekeeper didn't continue to ask.

"Well, if you have something to do, go and get busy, I'll go in by myself." Looking at the lights in the living room, Mu Yanxin said softly.

"Yes, ma'am"

Seeing that Mu Yanxin was fine and her tone of voice was normal, the housekeeper went to do other things.

Mu Yanxin entered the restaurant barefoot, and saw that Gong Yifeng was eating, so he said to the subordinate standing next to him: "Go, serve me a pair of dishes and chopsticks." โ€

"Yes, ma'am" The maid quickly went to the kitchen to get a pair of dishes and chopsticks, set them up and left.

Listening to the sound of the conversation, Gong Yifeng looked up at Mu Yanxin, and saw that she was barefoot, her hair was messy, and her dress was bloody, Gong Yifeng's surprise flashed for a moment...

And Mu Yanxin was looking at the rich dinner at this time, and instantly felt hungry, so she pulled out a chair and was about to sit down...

"Go... Wash up and eat," Gong Yifeng said with a frown.

Mu Yanxin pulled the chair for a moment, and lowered her head to look at the bloody dress on her body: โ•ฎ(ใ€‰_ใ€‰)โ•ญ

It's really dirty, it's okay, it's a good wash.

Mu Yanxin turned around and went upstairs as fast as he could, took a bath, changed clothes, and went downstairs, it only took half an hour.

Looking at the woman gobbling up at the table, Gong Yifeng asked expressionlessly:

"Explain why you came back so late, and what's the matter with the blood?"

Listening to this emotionless tone of questioning, Mu Yanxin: ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚

She is really a woman whose husband doesn't love and dislikes her, she came back in such an embarrassment, or came back in the middle of the night, can't the tone of this question be gentle?

Mu Yanxin complained in her heart, but she didn't hide it, and said the truth: "I made a hairstyle, and I saved someone on the way back." โ€

Gong Yifeng listened: โ•ฎ(ใ€‰_ใ€‰)โ•ญ

She... Save?

What kind of person who is not long-sighted wants to be saved by a woman who has just come out of a mental hospital?

But... This woman should also be warned, she has just come out of the mental hospital, and she has started to run around and meddle in her business...

It's been a good day... If you meet someone who really needs to be saved, if you meet a bad person, with her appearance and weak appearance, she will not suffer a big loss...

Thinking of this, Gong Yifeng sank his face:

"Don't worry about what you shouldn't take care of in the future, you are the president's wife, and your words and deeds represent the presidential palace. โ€

Mu Yanxin, who is eating happily: (ใƒผ_ใƒผ)!!

"You're thinking a little too much... A few people knew that I was the president's wife, but I didn't make it public. Mu Yanxin pursed her lips and said.

Looking at Mu Yanxin's indifferent expression, Gong Yifeng's deep eyes looked directly at her:

"Do you mean that I didn't disclose your identity as the president's wife?"