219: C219 Building and Floor to Floor to Torture Each Other?

C219 Building and Floor to Floor to Torture Each Other?

Besides the staff, there was no one else in the children's park.

Mu Siyi and Moo Yifeng could be said to have gone crazy. Almost every project had them in it.

Even Mu Qianhan admired this kind of spirit.

It wasn't until Mu Siyi got tired of playing that they finally came out of the children's park.

At this time, Ang Zizhu was waiting for them inside the carriage. After they got in the car, Moo Yifeng didn't have any orders, so Ang Zizhu directly sent them to Jade Sea Market.

All the way to Jade Sea Market, Mu Siyi had already fallen asleep in Moo Yifeng's arms. After getting off the car, Moo Yifeng sent Mu Siyi to the old apartment.

After opening the apartment door, Mu Qianhan put down the things in her hands and said, "Mr. Moo, please escort Siyi to the room on the left."

Moo Yifeng nodded and sent Mu Siyi to the room.

When she came out of her room, Mu Qianhan was busy in the kitchen.

Moo Yifeng stood in the living room and greedily looked at the back view of the busy kitchen.

This time he would not let go, no matter who the man was.

Just as Siyi said, he had no father, and he was his father.

At this moment, the doorbell rang. Moo Yifeng frowned.

Mu Qianhan turned around and her eyes met Moo Yifeng's.

She was stunned for a moment and quickly looked away. Moo Yifeng looked away in disappointment, "I'll be leaving first …"

Hearing Moo Yifeng say he was leaving, Mu Qianhan ran out of the kitchen with a spatula in her hand. "You haven't eaten dinner …"

Moo Yifeng stopped walking and turned around to look at Mu Qianhan.

"That... I'll open the door. " With that said, Mu Qianhan fled in panic.

She walked to the door and patted her flushed face. Then she opened the door and saw Ang Zizhu standing outside with a bunch of bags in his hands.

"Miss Mu, let me bring the things over." Ang Zizhu had a smile on his face as he raised the bag in his hand.

"Sorry for the trouble, Assistant Ang." Mu Qianhan originally wanted to take the bag from Ang Zizhu, but she suddenly remembered that she was holding a spatula in her hand, so she moved it to the side to let Ang Zizhu in.

"Miss Mu, the items are on the sofa …" Wu Tie stopped talking when he saw Moo Yifeng standing in the living room looking at him.

"Yes." Mu Qianhan replied as she closed the door.

"Assistant Ang, stay here for dinner with Mr. Moo before you leave." As she entered the kitchen, Mu Qianhan did not forget to tell her.

In the next moment, Ang Zizhu felt Young Master Feng's cold gaze.

His back felt numb. After putting down the bag in his hand, he turned to the kitchen and said, "Miss Mu, I don't need it …"

Before Ang Zizhu could finish his words, Moo Yifeng's voice sounded, "Stay and eat."

"Oh." Ang Zizhu shrunk his neck as if he was sitting on pins and needles.

He knew very well that Young Master Feng had made a note for him, he really didn't come on purpose to disturb Young Master Feng's and Miss Mu's world.

He was just going to put his stuff down and leave.

It was Miss Mu who wanted to keep him here...

Ang Zizhu really felt like crying but had no tears.

Mu Qianhan cooked a few simple dishes, but Ang Zizhu almost swallowed his tongue.

"Miss Mu, your cooking skills are really good." Ang Zizhu glanced at Young Master Feng without saying a word.

Young Master Feng lowered his head as he ate, looking serious.

Ang Zizhu saw it clearly from Miss Mu's dishes. None of the chili, carrots, celery, garlic, onions that Wu steels loathes.

Obviously, Miss Mu remembered Young Master Feng's taste.

How long had it been since he last saw Young Master Feng eat so much?

After Miss Mu left, Young Master Feng was dejected for a long time.

Later, he was no longer depressed, but he became a working machine.

Young Master Feng, who was originally full of turtle hair, wasn't that particular anymore.

Almost every day, he got his master to bring him food. Even though it was a box lunch in a big restaurant, Young Master Feng would always take a quick bite or two each time.

Ang Zizhu wasn't an idiot, he naturally wouldn't stay here for too long.

With his fastest speed, he finished eating the rice in the bowl, put down the bowl of chopsticks and said, "Young Master Feng, the car is out of oil. I'll go and fill it up first. "Miss Mu thanks you for your dinner." With that, Ang Zizhu hurriedly left without waiting for their response.

Only Mu Qianhan and Moo Yifeng were left staring at each other.

His clear eyes were just like back then, attracting all of his attention at first glance.

Moo Yifeng watched unblinkingly, thinking about the scene between him and Mu Qianhan again and again.

After three years, this was the first time Mu Qianhan saw Moo Yifeng so closely.

Previously, she had always deliberately distanced herself, or looked away from him, rarely resting her gaze on him.

He was thinner, much thinner than he had been three years ago.

Is there too much work? Mu Qianhan guessed.

Ye Zichen's personality had changed a lot, he could tell from the relationship he had with Siyi.

Had Wei changed him?

Mu Qianhan's heart was a little bitter as she looked away.

Moo Yifeng retracted his gaze and put down the chopsticks in his hand, "Thank you for dinner."

"En!" Mu Qianhan did not look up. There was no food in the bowl.

"Rest early." Then, she heard the sound of Moo Yifeng getting up. Then, she heard the door open and Moo Yifeng walk out.

She didn't dare look up. She was afraid that if she looked up, he would see her face full of tears.

She still couldn't bear to part with this man that no longer belonged to her.

Mu Qianhan, don't think too much.

He just likes Sayo.2

He had already formed a family with Ruan Lingwei …

The more Mu Qianhan spoke to him like this, the more she couldn't help but cry.

An unknown amount of time passed before Ye Hanyan leaned absent-mindedly on the sofa …

Ang Zizhu watched as Young Master Feng walked out of the apartment. He looked at him strangely as he thought Young Master Feng would stay here tonight.

He still planned to drive away first and pick Young Master Feng up early in the morning.

Unexpectedly, Young Master Feng actually came down.

"Young Master Feng …"

Moo Yifeng sat in the back seat and did not react.

Ang Zizhu no longer disturbed Moo Yifeng, and only quietly waited for Moo Yifeng's order.

In Mu Qianhan's apartment, the lights in the living room were still on, while Moo Yifeng was sitting in the backseat.

Ang Zizhu felt a bit bitter in his heart.

There was no movement upstairs, and no movement behind him.

That night, Ang Zizhu experienced what was called torture.

The lights in the apartment hadn't been turned on that night. It was unknown if Miss Mu hadn't rested or if she had forgotten to turn off the lights.

Young Master Feng sat in the back seat and didn't close his eyes. He stared at the lights upstairs without blinking.

Ang Zizhu really wanted to say something. Young Master Feng, why don't you knock on Miss Mu's door? It's better than sitting in this car and torturing yourself.

Unfortunately, Ang Zizhu didn't have the courage to do so. He quietly sat in the driver's seat as a dutiful mute.

It wasn't until the surroundings started to brighten and there were noises coming from the surroundings that Moo Yifeng finally opened his mouth, "Enter the company."

Ang Zizhu immediately started the car and slid out Jade Sea Market.

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