Ye Muyi was full of disgust: "I don't need a disposable cup."
"what?
Not dirty.”
Xia Songdao.
"A smell, I want to use a teacup."
Ye Muyi stared at the cup in Xia Song's hand.
"There are no extra new cups, why don't you drink mineral water?"
Xia Song suggested.
Ye Muyi glared: "I've come from all the way to deliver you midnight snacks. Did you actually let me drink mineral water or Nongfu Spring?"
He had already seen the Nongfu Spring boxes piled up in the corner of the wall.
"What's wrong with Nongfu Spring?"
Xia Song was puzzled, is Nongfu Spring no longer mineral water?
"I won't drink mineral water for less than 20 yuan."
Ye Muyi is so arrogant.
Xia Song cut off and said, "Pretty, don't drink it."
She put her cup on the table and opened the lunch box to see what she brought to her.
Ye Muyi took advantage of her inattention and quickly picked up her cup. When Xia Song realized it, he had already poured the remaining water into his stomach.
"That's my cup, what I drink left over."
Xia Song was furious: "Why are you so unhygienic?"
"You are my sister. What's wrong with my brother drinking water with his sister's cup?
When you were a kid…” “Shut up!”
When Xia Song heard him mentioning that he had a headache when he was a child, he interrupted him with glaring eyes.
"Shut up and shut up."
Ye Muyi pushed the water cup in front of her: "Go and pour another cup for me, I haven't drunk enough."
"I want to drink it myself, but I'm not your nanny."
Xia Song pushed the cup back angrily, and forgot that it was his own cup.
"If you pour it yourself, just eat it quickly, it will get cold later."
Ye Muyi got up and poured water himself.
Xia Song took out the lunch box layer by layer, including rice, braised pig's trotters, vegetables, and a bowl of red date bird's nest.
She gnawed the pig's trotter first, and it was chewed, obviously treating the pig's trotter as Ye Muyi.
"This pig's trotter is good, eat more to beautify and nourish the skin.
If you stay up late every day, you will get old and deteriorate if you are less than 30 years old.”
Ye Muyi came back with a water cup and sat opposite her with a big thorn.
"What does it have to do with you when you are old and lose your sex? As long as my future husband doesn't dislike me."
Xia Song stuffed his mouth full of pork trotters and said vaguely.
Ye Muyi disagrees with the education: "Men are all visual animals and always like young and beautiful women. Don't believe that I don't care about your appearance. I just like your inner words, they are all lying to you."
"You are talking about yourself, superficial!"
Xia Song despised him.
“I am a man, and men know men the best.
You can find your husband to look for his eyes in the future. Forget it, I'll help you check it out in the future, so as not to be deceived by others."
Ye Muyi looked worried.
Xia Song thanked me disrespectfully: "Thank you, there is no need, my grandfather will find me a reliable one."
Ye Muyi glanced at Grandpa Xia’s serious and serious look and said, “Forget it, Grandpa Xia will find you an old cadre, and you can cry.”
"What's wrong with the veteran cadre?
At least he is mature and steady, and he doesn't like to go out and spend time and tease the little girl."
Xia Song argued.
"What do you know? You like to go out and spend money on your life and harm the little girls. Are there few officials who raise little three, four and five?
The older the man, the more he likes to harm the little girls.”
Ye Muyi said.
"It seems like you didn't harm the little girl. Can you count the little girl you harmed yourself?"
Xia Song despised him even more.
Ye Muyi was angry: "Why are you talking about your lifelong affairs? Why do you always attack me?"
"To be honest, it's considered a personal attack?
What words did I wrong you?"
Xia Song asked innocently.
Ye Muyi's face turned dark with anger. He stood up and walked out, and angrily left: "It's not good to be ungrateful!"
Xia Song had no intention of gnawing pig's trotters. He slowly finished drinking the bird's nest, got up, washed his hands and continued to work overtime, but his heart was in a mess and he couldn't read the file.
After sitting for half an hour, Xia Song gave up, put down a page of unturned files, got up, put on a coat, and ended the overtime work with a briefcase.
She took the elevator downstairs, and as soon as she walked out of the office building, she heard the sound of honking. She subconsciously looked over and saw Ye Muyi's car still parked there.
The car slowly drove over and stopped in front of her. The passenger's window lowered, revealing Ye Muyi's handsome face.
"Why haven't you left yet?"
Xia Song blurted out.
"Who will send you away? Is it so late to let you go home alone?
Am I such a tasteless man?”
Ye Muyi's face was still very dark.
Xia Song covered the corner of his lips that wanted to rise, opened the car door and sat in.
In fact, she didn't plan to go home at night. She had an apartment near the court, which was only ten minutes away. Usually if she worked overtime at night, she would go directly to the apartment.
Ye Muyi sent her back to Xiayuan, but didn't talk to her all the way. After the car entered Xiayuan, Xia Song got out of the car and said, "I'm in, you'll be careful when you go back."
"Who said I'm going back?"
Ye Muyi said as he unbuttoned his seat belt and got off the car.
Xia Song was confused: "You want to live in my house again?"
"This is my godmother's house. I can't live there whenever I want, can't I?"
Ye Muyi left this sentence and walked into the villa with a familiarity.
Xia Song twitched the corner of his mouth, what kind of dog's temper?
It was already ten o'clock in the evening, and the servants had already gone to rest, leaving only a servant who was on duty. Seeing that the eldest lady was back, he hurriedly stepped forward and asked: "The eldest lady and Young Master Yi are back, do you want to eat something?
night snack?"
Not long after Xia Song had eaten it, he shook his head and said, "No, I just ate it."
Ye Muyi doesn’t need to do it either. He wants to maintain his figure and rarely eat midnight snacks.
The servant said, "Then I'll make the bed for Master Yi."
There is Ye Muyi's room in Xiayuan. When he didn't come to live, he put away his quilts. Every time he came, he would live there immediately.
"I'll go back to my room first."
Xia Song didn't need to greet the young master Ye Muyi, who is half the owner of Xia Garden, and he is even more arrogant than her.
Ye Muyi nodded coldly, and the young master was still angry.
Xia Song was too lazy to pay attention to him, so he went upstairs and went back to the room with his briefcase.
The servant quickly prepared the bed and asked Ye Muyi to go upstairs to sleep.
Ye Muyi nodded and went upstairs to return to his room.
The servant scratched his head and thought to himself what happened to Young Master Yi today. He is so cold and not like usual.
She secretly recorded Ye Muyi's mood tonight, and when she handed over the shift tomorrow morning, she would have to remind the servants of the morning shift to be careful to avoid causing trouble to Young Master Yi's bad intentions.
Thinking of this, the servant went to lock the door of the villa. The owners came back. After locking the doors and windows, she could go back to the servant's room to rest. There were phone calls in the room. If the owner had something to do, he would just call.
Just call her, she doesn't have to sleep all night.