Elite Wife Full Fire

"It can only be said to be predestined." Yan Muhan didn't answer this question directly, it was just a sudden whim, without any special meaning, such words added a sense of mystery.

"Hehe." Yang Yunyun opened the corner of her mouth, looked at the serious and nonsense person in front of her, guessed something in her heart, but it was meaningless.

On the contrary, the book that Yang Yunyun put down just now is more worthy of discussion now, "Do you finally want to read it? I still have a lot in my study, I will bring it to you later."

Yan Muhan glanced at the contents of the book casually, and immediately recalled all the explanations in this book. No matter how proficient he is, familiarity can already be regarded as his compliment.

Hearing his words, Yang Yunyun recalled that a one-meter-high package suddenly appeared in the study. She didn't check what it was at the time, and when she went to the study again, it was gone. Yan Muhan didn't mention it, and she also I just forgot about such a thing, and now I have been reminded to connect the two things together.

Uncharacteristically, Yang Yunyun nodded very solemnly, and asked Yan Muhan to choose a few books that are suitable for her to read now. Yan Muhan's eyes showed a hint of surprise, and he also somewhat agreed.

But in a blink of an eye, he changed his expression again, "You don't need to read it, just ask me what you need to know, reading is also depressing."

Yang Yunyun especially wanted to ask, are you serious?How can it be so fickle?Not even a second has passed, has it?Are you going to regret what you just promised?What did the book do wrong?
Yan Muhan just thinks about too many books, even if he picks out a few books, they are really thick, and there is no need for the two of them to study, he is the one who takes care of Yang Yunyun, and he is the one who needs to understand, Yang Yunyun didn't need to look at it.

It's a pity that he, who has never been good at expressing himself, didn't express his thoughts, he didn't have the consciousness to speak out at all, how could Yang Yunyun guess it, but this is what she is determined to do today, even if Yan Muhan didn't agree , what she thought was that the other party went out, so she could see it too!

Thinking of this, he smiled slyly, and Yan Muhan raised his eyebrows curiously, assuming that this matter is over.

"Boss Yan, what can I do now?" Yang Yunyun asked Yan Muhan consciously as if she had never asked for it.

"Take your temperature first." As he spoke, he took out the thermometer that he had prepared at some time from behind.

Yang Yunyun looked at his movements in a daze, and finally measured the temperature in a compromise. Fortunately, everything has returned to normal now, Yan Muhan showed a satisfied smile and went to bring her food.

The life of a young lady started again, but fortunately this time it was because of illness, Yan Muhan also felt that it was time to strengthen the exercise, Yang Yunyun escaped the life of opening his mouth to eat and stretching out his hands.

I have complained in my heart more than once. Why would anyone want to live such a life? The most honorable emotion.

Life is like this, what some people desire may be what some people abandon, and what they abandon happens to be what some people desire, it is such a wonder, and it is this imbalance that makes With this world in constant motion.

Yang Yunyun's life at home was once again isolated from the outside world. This time, it was her own intention not to check the news. She was still stuck in the battle of wits with Yan Muhan every day, and she had a lot of fun. He never imagined that this kind of struggle was all unilaterally on his own, and Yan Muhan never cared about it.

But this is how life is spent, simple and happy, and a little silly, every time Yan Muhan comes home, he will tell her that he is leaving, and this is the time for her to eliminate the evidence.

Today is another afternoon when Yang Yunyun spends time with the book. Everything seems to be as usual, but Yang Yunyun always feels that something is different. This abnormal feeling made her search around the room for a while. , It wasn't until I saw the sunlight outside the window that I realized it.

"Why did you come back so late today?" Yang Yunyun murmured to herself, her eyes still fixed on the daylight which seemed a little dimmer than usual.

"There's no message on the phone either, maybe I'm busy with business." Yang Yunyun looked at the phone worriedly, adjusted the volume of the phone, and turned on the vibration, for fear of missing Yan Muhan's news.

Because she was thinking about things in her heart and walking at the usual speed, in Yang Yunyun's view, it seemed that she had slowed down a little, and she would check her phone once every minute, but never read a single book in her hand.

After all, she couldn't sit still anymore, Yang Yunyun sighed softly, put the book back to its original place a little bored, went downstairs by herself, was closer to the door, and seemed to be getting closer to Yan Muhan, and when she saw him, she would Some morning.

The time was passing by second by second, and the aunt who was in charge of the nutritious meal came to ask more than once. When Yan Muhan came home on time, naturally there was no need for the aunt to remind him, but today is really late, Under Yan Muhan's instructions, the aunt approached Yang Yunyun.

"Ma'am, you're not hungry, you're hungry too, or you might as well call your husband."

Yang Yunyun's eyes seemed to be glazed over, she didn't think about anything, and when she heard the voice, she responded a little dully, put her hands on her stomach and muttered silently, and then got up with the others.

The food, which obviously smelled very attractive, became tasteless the moment it was imported. Yang Yunyun returned to the sofa to wait after filling his stomach with a bowl of porridge.

The phone still didn't seem to make a sound, Yang Yunyun frowned fiercely, it was too unusual, if Yan Muhan was late, he would always say something, he wouldn't be so silent.

Instead of giving Yan Muhan a call, Yang Yunyun dialed Gu Yao's number.

"Beep~beep~beep~" Yang Yunyun frowned and listened to the soothing and rhythmic voices, but her heart was still beating like thunder, and she couldn't calm down for a moment.

It seemed that it took a long time before the phone was connected. At that moment, Yang Yunyun was sure that she heard a noisy voice, but after only a second, she regained her calm, so quiet that only Gu Yao's voice could be heard.

"What's the matter?" Yang Yunyun asked in a deep voice without any hesitation.

"Mr. Yang, what are you talking about? There's nothing wrong with it!" Gu Yao's voice was calm, with a hint of a smile at the end.