Han Muxue returned to the door of her residence.

The dark door looked dull, like a sigh.

She stretched out her hand and opened the combination lock without hesitation. After the door opened, she saw the originally dull Xiaoyun who had just come out of his room. His back was pressed against the wall. When he faced her, he looked obviously nervous.

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"Xue, sister Xue'er, are you back?"

Han Muxue closed the door, put her hands in her pockets, and turned her eyes to the table in the open kitchen, the transparent container that she had thought about for a long time, the one she poured water into last night.

On a bright morning after a long absence, the sun shines into the house, illuminating all the shady activities.

Only then did she notice that the water actually showed a strange light blue color in the sunlight.

In the dim light last night, she didn't notice it at all.

Xiaoyun followed Han Muxue's sharp gaze. She was obviously even more panicked. When she met Han Muxue's sharp questioning eyes, she suddenly jumped up and rushed over to destroy the evidence.

Han Muxue's eyes flashed with coldness. She took a running start, held up one hand, and turned over the marble dining table with a light body. She grabbed the thing first. After getting it, she used the elbow of the other hand to backhand and grab it.

Xiaoyun was firmly pressed against the corner, telling her not to dare to move at all.

"Say, what is this?"

Her pair of eagle eyes seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts, which was very different from the gentle image of the past, and was chilling to the bone.

"No, I don't know."

Xiaoyun's voice floated, and although he refused to acknowledge it, there was fear in his eyes.

"Who ordered you?"

This time Xiaoyun simply turned his head away and resisted to the end.

"Is it Sister Hong?"

Xiaoyun's eyelids twitched obviously, and Han Muxue immediately sneered, "I guessed it right."

"You gave the medicine and you changed the clothes?"

"It has nothing to do with Sister Hong."

"You will consider her, but I don't know if she still has the heart to protect you!"

"Xue'er, Xue'er!"

There was a sound of the door lock being clicked outside. It was Sister Hong who was bringing the breakfast thoughtfully prepared for Han Muxue.

"Ah, Xue'er, what are you doing?"

Sister Hong shouted and rushed into the door. Just when she was about to rescue Xiaoyun, Han Muxue suddenly let go.

"Cough cough cough cough..."

Xiaoyun touched the neck that had been strangled, bent over and began to cough violently.

"It's nothing, Sister Hong, Xiaoyun and I are just joking."

She turned around gracefully, holding the dangerous glassware with a smile, which exuded a coquettish light in the sun.

Peng!

She let go without warning, and the glassware that suddenly fell to the ground exploded and shattered at Sister Hong's feet, with some crystal fragments flying everywhere, along with small light blue water droplets.

Sister Hong screamed "Ah" in fright and stamped her feet on the spot, fearing that the liquid would splash onto her designer clothes.

"Han Muxue, what are you doing?!"

Sister Hong, who always puts on a smiling face, finally showed her true face.

Han Muxue shrugged.

"Slippery hands."

Sister Hong's eyes scanned Han Muxue up and down.

A long, thick coat belonging to men, with a tightly belted belt, a low-cut burgundy suspender lining, and hotel slippers on the feet.

It seems that he has finished his work and is losing his temper.

She immediately burst into smiles. Her well-maintained face, as soon as she smiled, her plump apple muscles were so full that they were about to fall off, which was a bit scary.

Too many hyaluronic acid injections make me look like a vicious queen.

"Our Xue'er is angry? It's early in the morning. Being angry will turn ugly. Come on, have breakfast quickly. Later we will go to Chief Editor Xia of vfshion to do business together."

Sister Hong took a deep look. Xiaoyun, who was lowering his head and saying nothing, hugged Han Muxue's shoulders very affectionately and pushed him to sit down at the dining table. He was very attentive and took the food in his handbag.

One is placed on the table.

"Come on, come on, boiled eggs with longan and wolfberry, red date donkey-hide gelatin syrup, black-bone chicken and ginseng rice porridge, what do you think? These are all great tonics, right?"

The intention of sending such a "rich" thing so early in the morning is obvious.

Han Muxue sat down and glanced at the all-too-familiar, unique black lacquered rosewood compact wooden square oval lunch box.

Coupled with the matching bowls and chopsticks, she immediately guessed who sent this meal.

In Han's high-end intensive care unit for the past six months, the meals delivered every day were unique lunch boxes like this.

Specially prepared by the Han family’s small kitchen.

"Stop pretending, is it Han Zhixun or Hu Lina?"

Han Muxue's tone was cold.

Hu Lina, the newly married wife of her ruthless father, is also an equally sinister person. She is in her early forties, childless, and has been Han Zhixun's secretary for more than 20 years. It is said that she is Han Zhixun's long-time lover who has been away from home for a long time.

I have managed to get through it well, but I just feel bad for Han Muxue every day.

Sister Hong's hands froze in setting the tableware, and she immediately returned to her smiling face that had not changed for thousands of years.

"Xue'er, it's Lao Han's sincere thought that I can give you some face."

Sister Hong even picked up a piece and fed it to Han Muxue's mouth herself, thinking it would give her face.

Who knew that Han Muxue's red lips slightly opened and she directly spoke sarcastically.

"You don't even call me Chairman, but you call me Lao Han? Do you want to join our Han family as a child? Wait until I have time to go back to the Han family and ask Hu Lina if you are qualified to fight with her!"

"you!"

Sister Hong hated people calling her little wife. She thought that having Han Muxue in her hands would give her some face.

I didn't expect her to be so blind and rude.

Sister Hong tightly held the chopsticks in her hand and held back.

His tone also softened, and he smiled.

"Xue'er, I don't understand what you are talking about."

Han Muxue raised her hand, held her hand holding the chopsticks, and slowly put the piece of cold chicken into her mouth.

Under Sister Hong's surprised eyes, Han Muxue slowly chewed it a dozen times before swallowing it. He raised his head and stared at her with a wicked smile.

"I know Han Zhixun best. He doesn't like women who are completely obedient. You have to make yourself the most valuable to him."

"So he married Hu Lina."

"Maximum utilization, value?"

Sister Hong stared at Han Muxue's every move and was stunned.

At this time, she had already taken the chopsticks, picked up the bowl seriously, and ate every bite with dignity.

"I've long been tired of eating this dish from the Han family's small kitchen. If Sister Hong hadn't sent it to me, I wouldn't have even tasted it."

"Xue'er..."

Sister Hong couldn't say anything for a moment, but she felt a lot of emotion in her heart.

Does this acknowledge her?

With Han Muxue's full assistance, Hu Lina's position in the main palace may not be as stable as Mount Tai.

Sister Hong was very excited and quickly pulled out a chair. She happily put her head on one hand and watched Han Muxue eat. She also did not forget to wipe her with paper towels from time to time.

Looking at Han Muxue's eyes, she looked like a loving elder.

"Xue'er, if you are tired of eating, Sister Hong knows a restaurant that makes private dishes and the taste is very good. Can I take you to try it next time?"

"Okay, Sister Hong is such a lively person, so the restaurant she recommends must be very good."

Han Muxue's compliment made Sister Hong even more elated.

"Okay, let's go after work is over for today. Sister Hong will show you some new dishes."

"good!"

They were tense one second and soon became a family.

Han Muxue held Sister Hong's arm affectionately, but her heart was frozen.

Now that the crisis has come to her door, she should no longer sit still and wait for death.

The best defense is offense.

Twenty minutes later, the two of them were holding hands again, chatting and laughing, and appeared in the parking lot together, preparing to go to vfashion headquarters.
Chapter completed!