Chapter 182: Didn’t you say you were hungry?

Chu Che's lips opened slightly, and the level of surprise in his eyes was no less than that of a human in primitive society, and suddenly he picked up a smartphone.
Obviously, he hadn't fully understood the situation before him.
When did these two people become so familiar?
Chu Che stood there in a daze, looking at the back of the man holding the woman walking away quickly, and suddenly had a sense of consciousness.
The woman in Mu Yichen's arms is beyond his reach in this life.
And the tissue he was holding in his hand, like him, seemed to be abandoned by others, looking lonely.
Zhao Donghan lay in Mu Yichen's arms and bit his lip.
The embrace of this man is very warm.
"Your hand... doesn't it matter?"
Glancing at his arm, she asked in a low voice.
There seemed to be liquid leaking out of his sleeves and it was wet. The light in the stairwell was a bit dim, and it was not clear whether it was sweat or blood.
Mu Yichen ignored her, his face was gloomy, but his steps were extremely steady.
He can still hold her downstairs, his arms shouldn't be serious, right?
She rubbed her nose awkwardly, tilted her head in silence for a while, and changed her question:
"When did you come?"
This time, he paused slightly and answered her:
"Just when you said,'Chu Che is a nice man.'"
"Those are all my nonsense." She quickly explained, not wanting to be misunderstood by him again, let alone being unreasonable.
In fact, she said that Chu Che is a good person, but it is true. But Mu Yichen was afraid that he would understand it in another way.
"is it?"
Mu Yichen's words sounded no temperature. She is not sure whether she has passed the test.
Clearing her throat, she changed the subject again:
"Just... thank you for helping me again."
"I said, there is only one way to thank me, and that is to behave better in bed." He snorted coldly, and pressed his lips together to suppress his anger. "If you weren't distracted, I'm afraid it would not be so easy to get caught. People are plotting."
Just now in the corridor, I heard it again, spit out the man's name from her mouth. Mu Yichen was very depressed, and wanted to sway her shoulder to ask:
Is Ouyang Tian really that good? It’s so good that you can’t forget it, so that you lose your mind in front of people with bad intentions, even the danger around you?
After gritting his teeth, he finally did not ask. Hugging the little woman in her arms tightly, she walked out of the bathroom quickly.
Zhao Donghan flinched in his arms, noticing the man's discomfort, she closed her mouth interestingly, and did not speak again.
Behind them, a middle-aged woman looked at me suspiciously, thoughtfully.
"What are you looking at?"
The middle-aged man walked up to her, grabbed her white and tender hand and asked.
"Nothing." Mrs. Zhao narrowed her eyes, turned around slowly, and smiled and said to the man next to her, "It seems that she has met an acquaintance."
Holding Zhao Donghan in his arms, Mu Yichen walked to the side of Maybach. The bodyguard who did not know when he appeared, opened the door for them first. Mu Yichen stuffed Zhao Donghan into the back seat of the car, and then he also leaned down and sat in the cab.
After Zhao Donghan fastened her seat belt, she threw an object from the front seat, and she subconsciously reached out to catch it. A closer look reveals a beautifully packaged biscuit.
She looked at Mu Yichen in a puzzled manner. He stepped on the accelerator hard, and when the car rushed out, he coldly dropped a sentence:
"Isn't it hungry?"
Zhao Donghan reacted, just to prevent him from hurting others, she casually found an excuse, saying that she was hungry, and he took it seriously.
This man is not entirely without merit!
The corners of Zhao Donghan's lips rose, and Mu Yichen taught Xu Jie in Xiuwei, and also blocked the danger for her. She was not completely moved.
Unable to brush his kindness, she gently tore open the packaging bag and slowly ate it in small bites.
The biscuits were sweet and waxy, and they tasted delicious. I don't know where he bought them.
Perhaps because of eating sweets, Zhao Donghan's mood suddenly became a little more cheerful.
The depressed mood that Xu Jie brought to her disappeared in an instant.
On the way back to the villa, Mu Yichen answered the phone call from Leng Kun:
"Master, according to your order, the restaurant reservation has been cancelled. I have ordered the kitchen. You and Miss Zhao will have dinner at home today.
It is said that someone called the police for the toilet. Xu Jie was seriously injured and was just sent to the hospital. With new progress, I will report to you again. "
"Well, let the servant prepare a pair of women's shoes."
After answering the phone, the car became quiet again.
Zhao Donghan sat in the back seat restlessly, and wanted to speak several times. As soon as a syllable was pronounced, it was stopped by Mu Yichen:
"What's the matter? Go back and talk about it."
She shrank her neck and closed her eyes and pretended to die.
No words on the way, the car quickly came to the villa.
There was a maid long ago, holding a pair of comfortable and lightweight flat shoes, and waiting at the door.
As soon as the car stopped, someone opened the door for them.
The maid squatted down and put on shoes for Zhao Donghan.
She stepped out of the car, and before she could say anything, the man grabbed her slender wrist. He dragged her into the villa.
Zhao Donghan staggered all the way, still did not dare to speak. He staggered and followed silently, and there was always a strong feeling of "the eve of the storm" in my heart.
Usually Mu Yichen was upset, and would always ridicule her, or tell her where she provoke him. But this time, he didn't ask her anything along the way, he was obviously holding back his anger.
In order to use the divorce scheme, she said a lot of interesting things to Chu Che. Although she explained to Mu Yichen, his reaction seemed to be faint, she didn't ask her any more, she just threw her one sentence back and talked about it.
He is not usually such an easy to send person, if today is not a sudden change of sex, then there must be some terrible follow-up.
It wasn't until she sent her back to the room and threw her on the sofa that Mu Yichen let go, turned his head and said to the steward Zhou who followed him:
"You go to the Zhao family tomorrow and complete the resignation procedures for Miss Zhao."
"Yes, master."
Housekeeper Zhou agreed, and just as he turned to leave, Zhao Donghan jumped up from the sofa like a rabbit.
Two steps to Mu Yichen, due to the difference in height, she had to raise her face to look at him and questioned:
"Why do you need to resign for me? When did I say that I would resign?"
Hearing Zhao Donghan's objection, and knowing her position in Mu Yichen's mind, Zhou Guanjia stood still. He raised his head and observed his young master's face, waiting for the next instructions. He was also not sure whether the young master would take his life back.
The man ignored her and glanced at the steward Zhou coldly:
"It's nothing to do with you here, go out!"
"Yes."
Butler Zhou didn't dare to hesitate anymore, and left quickly.
"Hey, what am I asking you? Why ignore me?"
Zhao Donghan put his hands on his waist, his eyes widened, and he stared at the man in front of him who was much taller than himself.
Mu Yichen bypassed her and walked to the transparent French window. Turning his back to her, looking at the distant scenery, said lightly:
"I have already decided on this matter, and there is no need to seek your opinion."