After Xiaoyan got the answer from Han Muzi, she was instantly full of confidence and resumed her struggle.

She first discovered that Mu Zi actually had this skill, so she couldn't help but say, "Mu Zi, you are really amazing. I think you can be an emotional mentor."

Hearing this, Han Muzi could only smile bitterly in her heart. Who would she be her emotional mentor? She couldn't even sort out her own feelings well.

But what I said to Xiaoyan just now...

It was really beyond her own expectations.

She lowered her eyes and looked at the information on the table. So, do she want to see Ye Moshen now?

It seems like I want to see it.

Then would she call him by obedience to her heart?

He has always been around him for the time being. Now that he has gone abroad, he has not called her. It is probably because he promised not to come to him, so he did not notify her?

It is possible that this is indeed the case.

After thinking about it, Han Muzi unconsciously took out her phone, entered the WeChat interface, found Ye Moshen's business card, and after clicking in, she wanted to give him information, but her hand stopped again.

If you have information now, will you be less reserved?

After all, she has never taken the initiative during this period.

Thinking of this, Han Muzi sighed and put her phone back on the table, and then started to handle the work.

The busy day ended like this. When it was time to get off work, Han Muzi packed up her things and prepared to pick up Xiaomidou after school.

As a result, before she could walk out of the company's door, her phone rang.

An unfamiliar number.

Han Muzi frowned slightly and answered the phone.

"Hello?"

"Mommy!"

"Xiaomidou?" Hearing Xiaomidou's voice, Han Muzi frowned in surprise: "Whose cell phone are you holding to make the phone call?"

"Mommy, it's Uncle Han's phone number."

Uncle Han?

Hearing the word Han, Han Muzi paused in an instant, and then an unknown premonition arose, "What, what does it mean? Uncle Han... who is it?"

A figure automatically appeared in his mind, and Han Muzi felt cold.

A little noise came from the other end of the phone, as if the phone was transferred to another person's hand. Then Han Muzi heard a familiar male voice, warm and indifferent.

"Mu Zi, it's me."

Night is cold!!

Han Muzi bit her lower lip, and her anger surged almost instantly, "Ye Linhan, what do you want to do? What do you mean?"

After questioning, Han Muzi ran out without having time to think about anything.

Xiaoyan, who was not far behind her, saw her running away, and shouted to her: "Mu Zi, where are you going? Wait for me."

But Han Muzi seemed to have not heard her words, and she was helpless and could only stamp her feet.

Forget it, I'd better ask her what happened when she got home in the evening.

Now she... wants to go to the Han Group first, she wants to... see him!

Han Muzi rushed to the parking lot, opened the car door and sat in, and said to Ye Linhan.

"Tell me directly, what do you want to do? Where is Xiaomidou now?"

After a brief silence on the end, Han Muzi was a little panicked: "Ye Linhan? You're talking."

Then there sighed.

"I'm really worried that you'll keep calling me Mr. Han. I didn't expect that my name would be restored so soon. It's nothing... I just happened to pass by the school and saw the little guy standing at the door, so I picked him up home."

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Go home?" Han Muzi narrowed her eyes.

"Mommy, Uncle Han and I are in the cake shop downstairs of the community."

Han Muzi: "...I understand, I'll come over immediately. Don't run around. If you have any questions, please ask the shopkeeper's aunt for help. The shopkeeper's aunt and mommy are good friends, do you know?"

The last sentence was a hint, suggesting that if Ye Linhan did anything to Xiaomidou, she would not let him go.

With a last tick, Han Muzi hung up the phone directly and turned around the car.

At this time, she just avoided the peak period and there were not many cars on the road, so Han Muzi's car was very fast, but she just took some time to wait for the traffic light.

Han Muzi's whole heart was hanging along the way, feeling so uncomfortable that she wished she could move to Xiaomi Dou in an instant, and then carry him into her arms to stay away from Ye Linhan.

Ye Linhan...

She really couldn't see through this man.

Last time he met in the city, he only said that he lived nearby and said that she didn't believe it and could go to investigate.

What did she check?

If he really appeared in front of her on purpose, he would definitely have prepared all the results that could be investigated. Even if she checked, what she found was probably just a superficial matter.

So, she wouldn't spend this time checking out what Ye Linhan is now.

But she didn't expect that he would try his best to get close to him and reach a cooperation with his company, but he would even get close to Xiaomidou now.

What exactly does he mean? What are his intentions?

In this way, Han Muzi came to the entrance of the cake shop with random thoughts.

She had no time to think about anything, so she pulled the car keys, threw them onto the car door and ran directly into the store.

Pushing open the glass door, Han Muzi shouted directly: "Xiaomi Dou."

"Mommy, I'm here."

There was a seat in the cake shop. Han Muzi looked at the source of the sound and saw Xiaomi Dou sitting in a place inside. A fruit cake was placed in front of him. He waved his little hand at her, and the corners of his mouth were still covered with white cream.

Seeing Xiaomidou, Han Muzi's heart was tightened and she walked over quickly.

"Come?"

A gentle voice sounded.

Han Muzi remembered that there was another person beside Xiaomidou, Ye Linhan.

Seeing Ye Linhan, Han Muzi's beautiful eyes surged in anger, and she could hardly suppress her anger. However, in front of Xiaomi Dou, she still forcibly suppressed the anger that was thrilling.

She ignored Ye Linhan, but walked to Xiaomi Dou to sit down, took out a tissue and gently wiped the cream stains on the corner of Xiaomi Dou's mouth, and smiled slightly.

“Is the fruit cake delicious?”

Xiaomidou nodded innocently: "It's delicious, mommy."

"Be good." Han Muzi reached out and rubbed his head and said softly: "When will you finish eating?"

“There are still many more,”

Xiaomidou pointed at the fruit cake in front of him. Han Muzi saw that there were indeed many. She turned her eyes and said softly: "You bring this fruit cake to the car first. Mom has a few words to say to Uncle Han, okay?"

"Ah?" Xiaomidou blinked and asked naively, "What are mommy saying?"

Han Muzi gently pinched his cheek: "Mommy and Uncle Han cooperate in business is about some work. Even if Xiaomidou stays here, she doesn't understand it, so... go back to the car and wait for Mommy for two minutes, okay?"

Xiaomi Dou thought for a while, then nodded.

"Okay mom, Xiaomidou listens to mom."
Chapter completed!