The next day, Han Muzi got up with a pair of frog eyes. Xiaoyan was shocked by her when she met her.

Damn, what are you playing with? Your eyes are so swollen

Han Muzi did not answer her, but took a towel and rinsed it with cold water, then wrung it out and applied it to her eyes and pressed it gently.

That would be ineffective. Xiaoyan said helplessly from the side, looking at Han Muzi's thin back, saying with some pain: I see that you have less smiles since you returned to China. If we had known that you would be like this, we shouldn't have come back at the beginning.

No. Han Muzi was still applying a towel, but she denied her words: Why shouldn't I come back? This is where I grew up, and it has nothing to do with others when I go back here.

But you are unhappy.

However, Xiao Yan can only say the following sentence in her heart.

It's okay. Han Muzi smiled again, "I'm fine, you don't have to worry about me. Five years have passed, are I still afraid that I can't survive this period?"

Xiaoyan complained in her heart.

You have been here in five years, but what kind of life do you live every day?

He was crazy about his design career, and he was so tired that he returned home like a dog that he fell asleep. Later, when Xiaomidou grew up, he would call her mommy and hugged her with heartache, which made the woman slightly regain her rationality.

Xiaoyan has been watching Han Muzi come over the years and always feels sorry for her.

Now that I have returned to China and saw her worrying about Ye Moshen’s affairs, Xiao Yan’s resentment towards Ye Moshen is getting deeper.

Stinky man!

I hurt Mu Zi back then, but I don’t plan to let her go now.

It would be amazing to think that I am the president of Yeshi Group!

When she sees him next time, she will definitely kill him.

Yeshi Group's top floor office

Ye Moshen sat in front of the desk, his eyebrows were frowning, and his fingertips were pressing against the desktop.

The documents on the table were piled up in half a mountain, but Ye Moshen had no intention of processing them at all.

His mind was full of that woman's appearance and he had no intention of working.

Knock--

The office door was knocked, but Ye Moshen seemed to have not heard it, and sat there frowned.

After that, it rang for a while, probably because I felt that no one was responding, so the person knocking on the door pushed the door and came in by himself.

After Song An opened the office door, he saw Ye Moshen sitting in the seat frowned. She was obviously moving so hard, but that person seemed to be wandering in space.

Thinking of the past few days, Song An curled his lips.

She walked over slowly, then placed the bag on the table, sat down on the sand not far from Ye Moshen, and began to make coffee for herself.

Perhaps the sound of water brought Ye Moshen's soul back to his position. He raised his eyes and saw Song An sitting on the sand drinking coffee, and then frowned.

Why are you here?

Song An glanced at him, took another sip of coffee in amused, and ignored him.

When did you come in? Ye Moshen's eyebrows frowned even deeper.

When you are wandering in space, Song An smiled slightly, then put the coffee back on the table. The collision between the porcelain and the table made a slight sound, followed by Song An's words: What? President Ye didn't deal with the work at this time, but was distracted in the office. Is he thinking about how to please women?

Ye Moshen stared at her unhappy with sharp eyes.

Song An wrapped his arms around his chest and glanced at him.

Although I know that these words are annoying today, my aunt still wants to tell you that she should stop forcing her.

What did you say? This sentence was like touching Ye Moshen's reverse scales, and his brows instantly frowned.

My aunt can see that she may still have feelings for you, but she will not be with you anymore.

These words made Ye Moshen's brows keep tightly locked, and his thin lips were also pursed tightly, staring at Song An unhappy.

Song An stood up and felt that what I said was unpleasant? I didn’t want to hear it? But that’s the truth.

What's the fact? Ye Moshen asked coldly, pursing his thin lips.

The fact that she doesn't want to be with you again, no matter how much you pay.

Why? Ye Moshen sneered: My aunt knows her very well? She even thought of this?

Seeing him sneering, Song An sneered without hesitation: I am a woman, how can I understand women more than you?

Ye Moshen stopped talking, but his attitude was very cold and he obviously didn't want to dump her.

Song An came here to clean up his brain today, so naturally he would not give up just like that, so he just took a step forward.

Back then, why did you think your mother gave you a single child?

Night time:

When he mentioned his mother, a stinging pain flashed in his eyes.

So many years have passed, but my mother is still a needle in his heart.

When he thinks of his mother, he hates the people in the Ye family and why he is bleeding from the Ye family.

Your mother had many suitors back then, but he never married anyone else for you, and even if it wasn't for you, she wouldn't marry her again. Do you know why?

Night time:

Song An: Because she was seriously hurt, she gave all her sincerity, but was ruined. From then on, her hopes and the world collapsed. How big do you think she would have to build trust in you again? No, it should be to say that trust in men. Her situation is much worse than your mother, and she is even more stubborn than your mother. What is the chance of she being with you again? There is no chance of half. If you have to count, it is only about ten percent.

Although what Song An said was unspeakable, it came to the point and revealed Han Muzi's true situation.

No wonder she always rejects herself so much.

However—Ye Moshen's eyes became deeper, and his hands hanging on both sides tightened.

So what?

So what? Do you know what my aunt meant to you? Even if there is only a 10% chance, do you still have to continue to be stupid? You are already old and don’t have time to waste like this again.

Haha. Ye Moshen glanced at his aunt with a funny look: You are still my aunt, you don’t even know what kind of temperament I am? Not to mention 10%, even if it is only 0.1%, I will force it to the end.

Song An:

Ye Moshen: I must be her in this life.

You are hopeless! Song An couldn't help but curse with a pale face: Who are you pretending to be affectionate to now? If you really have to beg her, what did you do back then? I heard Xiao Su say that someone begged to see you, but you left a pregnant woman in a rainy night.
Chapter completed!