The love life of a men's clothing boss

"you."

"Okay, I'll say the same thing again, I can't help you, there's nothing between me and Gu Nancheng, if you die, you're just a friend who can't get on the stage."

"He likes you?"

Yan Xianglin looked like he had realized the truth.

Yan Muzhen suddenly had a plan in her heart.

"Yeah, he likes me."

A gleam of joy appeared on Yan Xianglin's face.

Immediately afterwards, Yan Muzhen said another sentence, which made his face suddenly become ugly.

"But he likes men.

If you want to give me to him, it's not impossible, after all, who wouldn't want to hug such thighs?
It's just that my gender is not good. If I get exposed, I'm afraid I don't even have the qualifications to stay by his side.

But I want to guess based on his appearance, my brother's appearance should also be good. "

Yan Xianglin was still thinking about something, but when he heard this, he picked up the folder on the table and patted Yan Mujin on the head.

Yan Muzhen was caught off guard, the folder was tightly packed, and blood was left on his forehead in time.

Yan Xianglin looked at the blood dripping from the forehead of the person in front of him, he was stunned for a moment, and then said with a little confidence: "You deserve it, why did you mess with me."

Yan Muzhen smiled calmly, and touched the blood on her forehead with her hand.

She looks like a seductive vampire in her calm appearance.

"Hehehe..."

She smiled meaningfully, turned and left.

"What are you doing? You took care of the wound on your forehead."

When Yan Xianglin said this again, his voice trembled a little. In his heart, no matter what, he still regarded Yan Muzhen as his daughter.

Yan Muzhen stubbornly didn't look back, opened the door and went out directly.

Yan Xianglin took a deep breath and sat down on the chair with a headache on his face.

Wang Yazhi kept calling the person who sold her chopsticks, but she couldn't get through anyway.

How could it be possible to run?

Normally, it shouldn't be.

Every time I buy chopsticks from that person, that person will answer the phone immediately.

What the hell are you doing if you don't answer the phone?
Wang Yazhi was puzzled and even guessed.

This matter of Yan Muzhen is definitely not the first day she knew about it, and she must mention it today.

Now she can't get through to this chopsticks seller. Is it really a coincidence?
When Wang Yazhi was full of doubts, she looked up.

I saw that Yan Muzhen was already standing at the door of the stairs and walking down slowly, but what was a little frightening was that Yan Muzhen's forehead was covered with blood at this time, which made people feel terrified.

"What did you do?"

Yan Muzhen looked at Wang Yazhi with a frightened look and looked at her indifferently.

"It's just me and that person in the study. Could it be that I will harm myself?"

Wang Yazhi glanced at the door of the study with flickering eyes when asked by such a question.

"Your father hit it?"

Yan Muzhen smiled and shrugged her shoulders in an indifferent manner.

The conversation between the two made them instantly think of them five years ago.

I remember that five years ago, Yan Muzhen was brought back for dinner by Wang Yazhi on a whim.

It's just that Yan Xianglin couldn't understand how Yan Muzhen was sitting at the table eating with them, and Wang Yazhi took Yan Muzhen home for dinner and asked Yan Xianglin for credit.

Yan Xianglin scolded Yan Muzhen for nothing in a few sentences.

After all, Yan Muzhen couldn't bear it any longer, she slapped her forehead a few words later, and it shattered instantly.

Yan Muzhen's first thought was that her head was really hard, and she was not directly crushed to death.

But the same also made her a little speechless, Yan Xianglin was really ruthless enough, any biological father probably wouldn't do such a heavy hand.

Wang Yazhi thought for a while, and then sent over the package of napkins on the table.

"Hurry up and wipe your head, don't let it continue to flow."

The subtext in her heart was creepy and panicky.

When Yan Muzhen took out the napkin, she felt a little conflicted in her heart.

Every time Wang Yazhi was in his worst embarrassment, he would give her a little warmth that she didn't even know.

It's ridiculous, this stepmother is a little more humane than that biological father.

Yan Muzhen wiped her forehead with a napkin and looked at Wang Yazhi.

Wang Yazhi didn't know why she looked at it like this, but she felt an indescribable sense of guilt, and took a step back involuntarily.

"It has nothing to do with me that your father treats you like this today."

If it was normal, she would never explain anything.

But today she just doesn't want to take the blame.

While wiping her forehead, Yan Muzhen looked at the napkin in her hand that was soon stained red.

Wang Yazhi thought for a while, "Well, I'll find you a Band-Aid, just wait for a while, I'll be back soon."

Yan Muzhen couldn't help laughing at the person who was in a hurry to go upstairs to find a Band-Aid.

The people in this family really made her feel more and more ironic.

"There's no need to look for it, let's just leave it at that, and don't bother with Gu Nancheng anymore, he's not suitable for Yan Qingqing."

Wang Yazhi was going upstairs to find a band-aid, but when she heard this, she stopped and looked at Yan Muzhen with some doubts.

"why?"

"There are rumors in the world that Gu Nancheng likes men, it's true.

And it's not like you don't know Yan Qingqing's temper. If you don't want to drag the whole family to her funeral, don't mess with Gu Nancheng.

Of course, you don't have to listen to my advice, you can try it and see if you will die miserably in the end. "

After Yan Muzhen finished speaking, she smiled lightly, turned and left.

Wang Yazhi stood there quietly, not knowing what she was thinking.

After Yan Muzhen left, she drove to the hospital immediately.

Although there is only a small cut of two centimeters on her forehead, she is a star, she has to rely on her face for food, and she will have to go to work in a month, so how good is this broken appearance?
But halfway through the drive, Gu Nancheng called.

"Hey!"

"What are you doing, you haven't come back at this point, are you trying to starve me to death?"

Yan Muzhen was a little helpless, Gu Nancheng's words sounded like a child who was not weaned.

Waiting for it.

"Whether you starve to death or not is not important to me at all. I'm going to the hospital now. If there is a wound on my face, I will be the one who will starve to death."

Gu Nancheng originally made this call to hear Yan Muzhen's voice.

But she didn't expect Yan Muzhen to say that her face was injured in a calm manner.

If a star is disfigured, he will indeed starve to death.

"You are hurt?
Who hurt you? "

Gu Nancheng was really curious. Didn't Yan Muzhen go home for dinner? How could she be injured?
Could it be that there are nails in their food?
Yan Muzhen sighed lightly and casually.

The car also drove to the gate of the hospital.

"Small injuries are fine, just go to the hospital for simple treatment.

When I'm done, tell me what you want to eat, and I'll pack it for you.

Hang up first. "