If Mu Chengfeng knew that she comforted herself by treating him as a stray cat or dog, she would definitely strangle him to death on the spot.
Ning Yazhi held back her anger and fed her patiently one bite at a time.
But he ate very slowly. The food was in his mouth, chewed slowly, and then rolled down his sexy throat into his stomach.
Ning Yazhi stared, wishing she could put a fork in his throat and end his life.
"Want to kill me?" he asked suddenly.
"...What?" Ning Yazhi couldn't hold her fork steady and almost pricked his lips. Fortunately, she stabilized herself in time.
He bit into the last piece of the sandwich, chewed it gracefully, and looked at him calmly, his eyes not concealing his sarcasm.
"You hate me?" he asked.
Ning Yazhi shook her head and smiled professionally: "Mr. Mu thinks too much. I never hate my boss, let alone pay my boss a salary."
To her, he is just a BOSS?
Such an answer... is very good and very smart.
He knew from the beginning that this woman was cunning enough.
Mu Chengfeng did not speak, but elegantly pressed his lips with a white and clean handkerchief. He stood up and his eyes fell on the back of her burned hand. In just one second, he left his place and walked outside.
I heard from the news that the road has been opened, but he has been very busy these two days and doesn't want to waste time on the road, so the helicopter is already waiting outside.
"Mr. Mu——"
He stopped and did not turn around, his back looked cold.
"What's up?"
"My hand is severely burned. Can I go to the hospital for a check-up?" Ning Yazhi tried her best to make her voice sound normal and tried to hide the excitement in her heart.
The inspection was her excuse. She was going to find An Xia and ask An Xia to help take care of Sister Li. Then she left the city and that bastard Mu Chengfeng. She didn't want to be fooled by him. He didn't want to pay back his money.
Those who care about the money.
Mu Chengfeng turned around slowly, stared at her sharply, and then said calmly: "Is your hand injured?"
Ning Ya was so angry that it was obviously him who caused her hand to be scalded and swollen, and now there were bubbles on it, and it would hurt like hell if she touched it, yet he actually asked this question in an understatement, whether it was a human being.
of.
She swallowed and replied: "Yes... I will not delay my work."
His eyes were so cold and sharp that her heart began to beat nervously, worried that he would refuse her to go to the city.
There are too many bodyguards in this house. Even if some of them go with him, some still stay in the house and protect the place with a very professional sense.
His eyes were locked on hers for at least a minute.
Until Ning Yazhi felt a little desperate and thought, could it be that he saw that he wanted to seek help from An Xia? What should he do if that was the case?
She clenched her fingers so nervously that she almost forgot about the pain on the back of her hand.
"Since you are injured, I will take you to the city." He said calmly.
"What?" Her eyes widened, thinking she was hallucinating. He sent her to the city?
"No, I'm just a servant on Mr. Mu's private jet. I'm not qualified to ride on it. I can just go to the city by myself." Ning Yazhi refused without thinking, and at the end she thanked him humbly with a smile: "Mr. Mu is really awesome.