Chapter 646: "Ma'am, a woman named Muse came to see her at home."

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Seeing him reaching out to lift the quilt, Wen Ye couldn't bend the whole back. This action was very challenging for him. It was slow and difficult. She didn't care about anything else, and hurriedly walked over, reaching out to lift the quilt. "Okay, just be careful. Don't do this kind of thing that you can't do for now, so as not to aggravate your injury."
Mo Shichen sat down slowly without looking at her. "This little thing will bother you, I'm not more annoying."
"..."
Wen Yan didn't speak, frowning and watching him slowly lie down.
She looked down at him, and at last she said, "Why didn't you just listen to the doctor's advice and go to the hospital for a few days to rest?"
The man closed his eyes. "There is no difference between being at home and being in the hospital, I have to deal with work."
"jobs?"
"I'm going to work if my brain is not paralyzed, let alone just a little hurt," he opened his eyes, his dark and deep eyes were like the ancient wells, and the corners of the lips of the thin lips pulled out a slight arc. "You think, I'm to Lai Take care of you at home? "
Wen Yan, "..."
She did have this ... well, doubt.
Based on his character, it seems normal for her to make such speculations and doubts?
Mo Shichen looked at her for a while, but did not speak, and closed her eyes again.
If he didn't speak, she wouldn't naturally say anything more. When she walked to the sofa and turned off the floor lamp, she returned to the bed, and the lamp on the bedside went out, and the whole bedroom fell into darkness. No moonlight.
Wen Yan lay on his side, facing the window.
She held the quilt and opened her eyes to see the darkness which could not see anything.
She walked back and forth in her mind, remembering what happened all day, thinking that in the end, her mind was disordered like a ball of wool, and she slept slowly in this messy picture and thoughts. past.
Realizing that the person lying next to him finally calmed down and evenly calmed down, Mo Shichen seemed to be liberated. He extended his arm to turn on the bedside lamp on his side, and then turned his head to see the lying Woman on the other side.
Her short black hair fell loosely around her neck, was quiet, fell asleep, and was not disturbed by the lights.
He remembered the turbulent, incomplete picture of memories that came to his mind in the early morning, the warmth and the bleak face inside, the girl with the love of the hot pillow Chicheng in her heart.
Then he remembered Wen Wen again, cold and mocking.
[At least I would n’t be like you and Muse. It ’s as if someone else is taking advantage of the sky when we get married. I wish they would offer you as Buddha and Buddha. Qing is not lingering. 】
[Nothing, that is, she must come to enjoy each piano performance in person, and then she will give her favorite champagne roses, and the roses must be the best variety. Occasionally, the roses in the flower shop are bought by others. Grandpa Mo also sent a private jet to air the freshest and best-looking gifts to the beauties. Bojia smiled. 】
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Wen Yi was busy all morning the next morning, first "serving" the injured person to wash, wipe, take breakfast, went to the study to get his laptop, then changed his clothes and made up, ready to go to the company.
Mo Shichen frowned and watched her busy, she said in a low voice, "Isn't it good before, have you been on vacation at home for the past few months?"
She had not previously expressed any objection or raised any opinions, and he assumed her consent and agreed to it.
Wen Ye did agree. "I didn't have to go to work. It didn't matter. But ... now you are injured. Even if you can handle business at home, there are always things that can't come out. If I don't do it at this time, you definitely won't. How does it affect the company? "
He said lightly, "I can't show up, just let Mo Shiqian show up."
Wen Yan didn't speak, only a long whistle.
Mo Shichen also saw what she was thinking about, and she said nothing. "Even if I have to lose my wife and fold my property after more than two months, I want to take advantage of you more. It ’s a human way of thinking, right?

She paused and nodded.
Having said that, what else could she say?
Some people, the more honest he is, the more people can't fight it.
"Then I'll go to the company and bring the documents you need to deal with with Kang Ding. I also have some trivial matters and little tails to deal with. Come back at noon. I will arrange a servant at the door later. Outside waiting for you to call. "
Mo Shichen was not very happy at first, but could not find any reason or excuse for objection, so he could only nod his head to avoid difficult consent.
"I'm leaving."
The man hummed.
When she turned to leave, she heard the man on the bed indifferent, with a slightly mute voice, "Come back soon after you're busy."
She froze for a few seconds without speaking, and just walked out.
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Kang Shiben was able to prepare the work documents that Mo Shichen needed to handle. There was nothing she needed to intervene. After communicating with Kangding, she returned to her office and was ready to improve her work efficiency and handle some small tails.
In fact, because she had spent more than two months in Jiangcheng before, she had almost no big projects in her hands.
Near eleven o'clock at noon, she leaned back, stretched out a long lazy waist, and was about to take a rest to pack things back to the manor, but before she got up, the mobile phone next to the laptop vibrated first. Already.
She glanced at it and was called by a domestic servant.
I didn't think about it. I picked it up and answered, "I'm going to come back now, is there something wrong at home?"
"No, no," the old maid of the manor called her, and this time she found a new maid, and she came back again, at an older age, she lowered her voice, as if she was afraid of being heard, " Mrs .... A woman named Muse said she heard that the eldest son was ill, and came to see him specially ... you should come back soon. "
Muse?
Wen Yan raised his lips and smiled silently. The news was fast and the action was fast.
She said lightly, "I know, come back here, Grandpa let her in?"
"Yes ..." The servant was hesitant, presumably afraid she would mind, so she said gently, "The visitor is a visitor, and the granddaughter is probably not good enough not to let people enter the house, but it shouldn't be long before you return."
"Okay, you don't have to do anything else."
"Ah."
Wen Heng hung up the phone, played with his finger for a while, still got up, looked at things in an orderly manner, took out the car key from the drawer, and got out.