Chapter 200: not my style

Leng Kun believes that to risk losing his job to disobey his boss's intentions is stupid and not in line with the way of survival.
Even in the face of people he doesn't like, as long as the young master cares, he will definitely be kind. At least on the surface, try to keep it innocent.
Moreover, through recent contacts, his impression of Zhao Donghan can be said to be pretty good.
She has a low-key and introverted personality, never willful and domineering, is also very good to her family, and is an easy person to get along with.
Except that she doesn't like his young master, she seems to have no shortcomings.
The young master is deep-minded, not so smart. When two people get along, the young master should not suffer. Although Miss Zhao is also very clever, she is still very shallow in her cultivation, and she can't beat her young master for the time being. He is not too worried about this.
However, when the young master sinks deeper in the future, it will be difficult to tell.
Leng Kun was silent and reported:
"There have been new developments regarding what the young master asked me to follow up.
After Xu Jie was sent to the hospital, he became very manic and refused to cooperate with treatment.
After examination, the doctor found that she had severe delusions.
He has now been diagnosed and was transferred to a psychiatric hospital for treatment. "
Hearing this news, Zhao Donghan was silent.
She couldn't help but secretly thought that since Xu Jie had a mental illness, she would not be held accountable.
Then Mu Yichen, who was attacked by her, had no choice but to admit that he was unlucky.
Since she was driving the speakerphone, Mu Yichen also heard Leng Kun's words.
He raised his eyes and glanced at Zhao Donghan, and saw her bowing his head silently, thinking she was lamenting the impermanence of life. The narrow eyes slowly narrowed, and he said calmly:
"This person really needs treatment. Let her take care of her care in there, she won't have to come out in this life."
"Yes."
Hearing Mu Yichen's instructions, Leng Kun quickly agreed.
This time, Zhao Donghan did not speak for Xu Jie.
Illnesses should indeed be treated, and letting them out is also harmful.
Xu Jie did a lot of evil, and let her live like this, perhaps more painful than let her die!
After hanging up the phone, Zhao Donghan continued to play with his mobile phone silently, and Mu Yichen proceeded to deal with business matters.
If two people are busy with each other, they can be considered peaceful.
Zhao Donghan still remembers that she and Mu Yichen first met at that time.
In front of others, he is always filled with a arrogant and indifferent temperament; when confronting him alone, either two people are arguing, or she is ravaged by him in various ways.
Therefore, as long as she is alone with Mu Yichen, she will subconsciously develop a nervous and defensive psychology.
In the past few days, facing him all day, maybe she is used to it, she seems to be less afraid of him. For example, if he is in the room at the moment, she can play games comfortably.
I have to say that her adaptability is amazing.
After the mobile game was successfully cleared, she played another round, and then prepared to continue to chase the drama.
Suddenly jumped into a text message from Xiao Liu:
Sister Zhao, come on WeChat! ╮(￣▽￣")╭
Zhao Donghan didn't know what was wrong with her, so he logged into WeChat.
In an instant, hundreds of messages popped up.
She hadn't come for a few days, and there were hundreds of people in the "Mu Yichen Global Support Association WeChat Group" of Xiao Liujian.
Everyone is chatting in full swing, and the chat content keeps scrolling up.
Zhao Donghan is familiar with these names, knowing that they are all Zhao's colleagues. When I thought that she couldn't go to work anymore, she couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.
A glance at the content of their chats, the keyword is nothing more than Mu Yichen, and the conversation is unnutritive.
"My husband has become handsome again recently!"
"What's your husband? That's my husband, OK?"
Zhao Donghan only watched two and closed the dialog.
Xiao Liu sent her a voice message, Zhao Donghan plugged in the headset and clicked on the voice bar.
"Sister Zhao, are you here?"
Xiao Liu's voice was brisk and full of joy. Zhao Donghan can almost imagine her expression of excitement as she speaks.
Well, what's the matter?
Afraid of making Mu Yichen work, she didn't dare to use voice, instead typing reply.
"A colleague from another department took pictures of Mu Nanshen's side face." Xiao Liu laughed twice, and said as if offering treasures, "It is said that there are bodyguards who have been protecting near the Nanshen. Too close.
The distance is a little far away, and I didn’t get close-ups, which is a pity. But the photos are very clear and the angles are very good.
Just now, I have set it as a screensaver.
Wait, I will send it to you, and you can set it as a screensaver too! "
As soon as Zhao Donghan wanted to type and say no, he couldn't say anything, so he sent the photos directly.
The man in the photo, dressed in a white suit with his hands behind him, stands in front of the window. The nose is dangling, and the eyes look like bright stars. The sun shines on his handsome side face, as if it is plated with a layer of golden yellow.
Judging from Mu Yichen's dress and the background behind him, this photo should have been taken in Zhao's today.
"How? Is the male very handsome? Has he been picked up?"
Xiao Liu sent another voice over and asked three questions in a series, which was prominent between the lines. The ending sounded upward, and it seemed that she was looking forward to it, and her views could be recognized.
Zhao Donghan turned his head and glanced at a certain man who was working with his head down. Unfortunately, that is the deity of this photo.
She thought to herself that it seemed not very good to judge her character in front of others.
But after all, a colleague, and the gift was not handed over to her last time, Zhao Donghan felt a little sad. Therefore, she did not want to sweep Xiao Liu's Xing.
Mu Yichen seemed to be aware of it, raising his eyes and looking in her direction, the two of them met unsuspectingly.
"Something?"
He raised his eyebrows and asked.
"No...no."
She lowered her head with a guilty conscience, secretly made up her mind, and when she finished talking with Xiao Liu, she quickly deleted the photo so that he must not see it.
Next, she began to consider how to respond to Xiao Liu's question.
I must not say that other people's idols are ugly, otherwise they will be blacked out. However, it was too difficult for her to praise Mu Yichen.
Thinking of what he did, she was like a throat, unable to boast.
She tilted her head and thought about it, and had to type a few lines vaguely:
Fortunately, it's a pity that it's not my food, and I am totally indifferent.
After sending it out, Zhao Donghan read it again and was satisfied with his clever answer.
Looking around, in three sentences, they answered each other's three questions separately, and they were neatly matched. Neither denied Xiao Liu's statement, but also expressed his own opinions.
perfect!
Zhao Donghan held his mobile phone and couldn't help but cocked his lips.
Suddenly, her palms were empty and the phone was taken away from her hands.
"What are you looking at? Smiling so happy."
Mu Yichen stood in front of her in his spare time, playing with her mobile phone in his hand.
The phone used by Zhao Donghan has a lavender shell.
Similar to her temperament, very delicate and small, Mu Yichen personally selected for her.