The love life of a men's clothing boss

Yan Muzhen rolled her eyes.

"I don't know what her face looks like, but you have turned into a gossip face."

Huai Sen couldn't help being taken aback when he heard this.

"Hey hey hey..."

Yan Muzhen's smile also gradually enlarged, and finally became a little dark.

"I'll give you some time to think about it carefully, how should I explain the matter between you and Gu Nancheng."

Huaisen swallowed, with a hint of guilt in his voice. "What's the matter with Gu Nancheng and I? We have nothing."

Yan Muzhen looked out of the window and turned her head suddenly, which made people feel oppressed.

There was a wicked sneer on the corner of her mouth, "You'd better think it through before you talk."

The car quickly returned to the gate of the villa.

Yan Muzhen jumped out of the car, and made love with Old Li.　
"Mr. Yan, do you really not want to take Assistant Huaisen over?"

Yan Muzhen immediately shook her head, "You don't need to go back."

That guy Huaisen has such a thick skin, let him be fine, and he is sober and sober.

And she still has to wait for Suspect Sun to explain to herself!

Huaisen looked helplessly at the direction the car was leaving, and made a call.

"Hey?"

A man's deep, nice, magnetic voice came from the other end of the phone.

Huai Sen said helplessly, "What should Mr. Gu do?

My little ancestor, I asked you a question. "

Gu Nancheng on the other end of the phone paused slightly.

"Oh!"

When Huai Sen heard this tone, the corners of his eyes twitched.

"Oh?"

Did he hear wrong?
Still got it wrong!
Why can the tone be so indifferent?

It felt as if Gu Nancheng was an outsider.

"Mr. Gu, what should we do about this matter? Our little ancestor is angry, and I'm afraid he will punish me."

"Say what you want to say."

Upon hearing this, Huai Sen took a deep breath.

"That's not good."

"What's wrong?"

"If you tell the truth about this matter, my little ancestor will definitely be angry, and you are also involved in this matter."

"Am I afraid of him?"

When Huai Sen heard such domineering words, the corners of his eyes twitched fiercely.

Gu Nancheng is indeed not afraid of Yan Mujin, but he is.

If Yan Mujin knew that he intentionally ignored the affair between Gu Nancheng and him, and if he knew that the decline in fan numbers was caused by him on purpose, he really couldn't imagine whether he would have a good life.

Yan Muzhen has a bad temper.

If he knew the truth, would he be crushed to death?

Thinking of this, Huai Sen couldn't help swallowing, and secretly raised his hand to touch his neck.

Why do you feel a little cold?

Gu Nancheng hung up the phone without any sound.

Huaisen's mouth twitched when he heard the beeping call from the hangup.

I really doubt that if I chat with the big iceberg Gu Nancheng, after a long time, will I become the type of person with cerebral thrombosis sequelae.

Although he didn't suffer from cerebral thrombosis, his mouth twitched in various ways because of Gu Nancheng's stimulation.

Just when Huai Sen was a little skeptical about life, suddenly there was an extra 100 million in his account.

　He widened his eyes in disbelief, and checked one zero after another.

Randomly jumping and jumping happily.

Then he sent a text message to Gu Nancheng.

Huai Sen quickly took a taxi to the villa.

When Yan Muzhen heard the doorbell, she was not in a hurry to open the door, but drank a cup of tea slowly.

She walked slowly into the kitchen with the teacup again, wiped the cup clean and came out.

At this time, the doorbell had already thought of it countless times.

Yan Muzhen walked slowly to Nengkou and opened the door.

Huaisen just raised his hand and was about to ring the doorbell, but saw the people inside the room suddenly open the door, which made him startled.

Then he smiled happily and said, "Baby, you are really very understanding."

Yan Muzhen didn't answer immediately, but glanced leisurely at the bamboo basket by the door.

Huaisen was about to walk in, but he quickly took a few steps back.

Yan Muzhen picked up the bamboo building and almost pushed it into his arms.

Huai Sen was a little scared, but also said helplessly: "Honey, you are really too bad. If I react slowly, you put the trash can in my arms."

When Yan Mujin heard this, she didn't reflect on her intentions, but instead showed a faint smile on her face.

"I did it on purpose."

"So..."

Huaisen looked deflated, took a deep breath, and pursed his lips.

"What's the matter, don't you want to help me take out the trash?"

Yan Muzhen raised the trash can to Huai Sen's face with a slightly provocative expression.

　  Those who didn't know thought they were going to give Wysen some good present.　
When Huaisheng changed his face, it was like turning the pages of a book. The originally unbearable face suddenly became a smile.

"Hey, little ancestor, don't ask me to take out the trash for you, even if you ask me to go through fire and water for you, I will not hesitate."

"Oh……"

Yan Muzhen responded meaningfully, raised her eyebrows and did not speak, but firmly held the trash can.

Huaisen's smiling eyes rolled back and forth, and finally a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, and he stepped forward to pick up the trash can.

He has a serious cleanliness addiction, and he feels like he has been bitten by ants when he touches a trash can.

Yan Mujin asked him to throw the trash can, obviously on purpose.

And Yan Muzhen has a bad habit, that is, when Yihe gets angry with him, the trash can is never bagged, and if he is asked to take out the trash, he will have to clean the trash can in the future.

Sometimes he really felt that Yan Muzhen was a pervert.

For a woman to be so handsome, the key is that her heart is still dark, her hands are still reading and there is no femininity at all.

Yan Muzhen looked at Huai Sen who was carefully holding the trash can and said quietly: "Are you trying to eat the trash in my trash can?"

"vomit!"

Hearing this, Huai Sen couldn't help retching for the rest of his life, turned around and hurriedly rushed to the garbage station with the trash can.

Yan Mujin looked at the figure running away, and the corner of her mouth unconsciously curled up into a faint smile.

Huai Sen looks somewhat pitiful in this way.

She smiled and turned around and walked into the room, picking up an orange and about to pick it up...

　  "stop!"　
I heard Huai Sen yelling with great excitement.

Yan Muzhen paused slightly.

Huaisen rushed over at this time, snatched the orange, and looked at Yan Muzhen with a look of resentment.

"You just took the trash can, did you wash your hands, you just eat."

Seeing Huai Sen like this, Yan Mujin suddenly couldn't help laughing.

Huai Sen was a little puzzled by the laugh, "What's wrong?"

"To be honest, you remind me of my mother like this."

"I!"

Huai Sen took a deep breath, choking on these words for a moment, not knowing whether to be angry or laugh.

In the end, he smiled helplessly, breathed a sigh of relief, and rolled his eyes.

"You, if you let me save myself, I won't become your mother."