After being taken into the room, Ye Moshen took Han Muzi to wash his hands in front of the sink, and then he found that his hand had broken.

She accidentally caught it when she squatted down to pick up the pieces.

At that time, she was stunned for a moment and then stood up. No matter how she couldn't figure out how things would turn out like this.

Han Muzi looked at the wound, "How did you find such a small wound?"

Ye Moshen: “…”

He pursed his thin lips unhappily, then took the wounded place into his mouth and sucked it gently.

"You!" Han Muzi was anxious and blushed to pull her hand back.

But Ye Moshen was too strong and kept holding her hand. After a while, he put it back for her, and said coldly: "Don't do these things in the future, call the nanny back."

Han Muzi curled her lips, "This is just an accident. I have done it well before, but..."

She hesitated for a moment, and was still curious about what Song An and Ye Moshen said in the living room just now. She hid her hand behind her and asked, "Did my aunt tell you what did you mean by now?"

Ye Moshen looked at her without answering.

His appearance made Han Muzi anxious, and his subordinates moved to grab his sleeve: "You said that."

"What's the hurry?"

He spoke lightly, his voice was low and nice, and a smile hidden in his ink-colored eyes: "Is this the accident you said?"

"...No!" Han Muzi shook her head after a moment of silence.

"rest assured."

Seeing that the breath around her seemed to be depressed, Ye Moshen lowered his hands to catch her hands and pinched her white palm in his hand.

"I will handle it with my grandfather. If it really doesn't work, isn't there any option to elope with you?"

Hearing the last sentence, Han Muzi suffocated and widened her eyes: "Are you serious? If my grandfather disagreed, will you... go back to China with me?"

"If there is no way, I can only do this." He was already holding her palm, but now he had moved to her lips. He leaned over and said in a low voice: "I will rely on you to support me at that time."

Without thinking, Han Muzi grabbed his hand and nodded: "Carry it!"

No hesitation at all.

The marriage he gave to his brother before the wedding was quite a matter of giving all his property to her name. To him, she was more important than anything else.

To her, he is naturally more important than anything else.

If you raise him, just raise him. Anyway, Han Muzi thought secretly.

Ye Moshen was stunned when he saw her unwavering appearance, stared at her for a while, and suddenly laughed.

"Why are you so stupid?"

"Um?"

"When a girl hears this, her first reaction shouldn't she be scared?"

Han Muzi blinked: "Why are you scared?"

"You don't dislike a man who is stingy?"

Have a soft meal?

Han Muzi subconsciously wrinkled her delicate nose, "Of course I dislike the man who eats soft food."

Before Ye Moshen could say the following words, she said again: "But if this person is you, I won't dislike you!"

Ye Moshen was completely stunned.

The woman in front of her had a clean and pure relationship with him, without any impurities. She seemed to not dislike herself no matter what she was.

Thinking of this, Ye Moshen couldn't help but raise his hand and pull her into his arms.

The first time I saw her appeared in my mind.

At that time, she rushed over with an excited look on her face. Her eyes looked hot and bright, like the kind of lost and regained feelings.

Later, a man came over and told him that she had recognized the wrong person.

She cried and said no, and was taken away.

Now, she is so kind to herself, is she acknowledging the wrong person again? Or is she treating him as a substitute?

Thinking of this, Ye Moshen's black eyes rolled over and his hand tightened a little.

Han Muzi only felt his hug getting tighter and tighter, and she was a little breathless when she was hugged by him. Her hands subconsciously blocked the two of them, a little distance apart.

Although this hug is warm, she is still worried that it will hurt the baby.

But this action made Ye Moshen frown and widen the distance between the two: "What's wrong?"

Han Muzi came back to her senses and smiled: "No."

Seeing that her heart and eyes were full of herself, Ye Moshen felt that she was thinking too much. She had called her aunt over. How could she treat him as a substitute?

"It's okay." He hugged her in his arms again, this time his strength was much softer than before.

After lunch, Ye Moshen left. Before leaving, he called the previous nanny back. Han Muzi wanted to say something, but later he silenced again under his gloomy eyes.

Later, the nanny came, said hello to Han Muzi and Song An, and then went into the kitchen.

Han Muzi was a little helpless. Song An couldn't help but tease her when she saw her like this: "If you don't throw the plate, he won't call the nanny back."

Hearing this... Han Muzi was a little embarrassed, "Auntie, don't you think I broke the plate on purpose, do you?"

Song An raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Isn't it?"

Han Muzi: "No!"

Song An seemed to be smiling, obviously not believing her, Han Muzi emphasized: "Auntie, it's really not!"

She opened her mouth and wanted to explain a few words to herself, but looking at Song An's expression and eyes made Han Muzi feel that she should save more effort. No matter what she said, Song An would probably only think that she had thrown things down on purpose.

There wasn't so much to talk about when the two women were together. After a while, Song An felt bored while staying and said he wanted to go back.

Han Muzi sent her to the door, but when she opened the door, she happened to meet Butler Yu who was about to reach out to ring the doorbell.

Butler Yu's hands reached the doorbell, but the door opened, and then the eyes of the three people met.

Both sides were stunned for a moment.

After a while, Yu Bo put his hands down awkwardly, rubbed his hands, nodded to the two of them, and showed an awkward smile.

As soon as he was about to speak, Song An put his hands on his chest and looked at the other person coldly.

"Uncle Yu, I don't even want to answer the phone. Do you think I will go to see him?" Song An was too lazy to be polite. She knew that Yu Bo was here to find the purpose, so she simply spoke directly.

Yu Bo's expression was also a little embarrassed. He glanced at Han Muzi standing next to him and touched his nose awkwardly: "The old man misses Miss An very much. It's been so many years. The old man is looking forward to Miss An's return. It's rare to come back. Does Miss An really not go and reminisce about the old man?"

Upon hearing the words, Song An snorted coldly, "I'm looking forward to my return? I think he's looking forward to me dying outside, right? Don't you let me come back and show him a shame? As for reminiscing about the past? I don't think it's necessary. What's the point of talking about with such an old man who has been stubborn all his life?"
Chapter completed!