Chapter 344 You Need To Care About Your Future Husband
Shen Muhan smiled like a flower and looked like a mountain man with a clever plan, "What do you think?"
Then Mu Qianyan saw him get out of the car and walked to the girl at the front with elegant and dignified steps. After chatting with the girl for a few words, the girl took a step back shyly and asked He bought it first.
Mu Qianyan frowned in disgust, haha, this is his method, a honey trap!
After a while, Shen Muhan returned to the car with the porridge bag and gently handed the bag to Mu Qianyan, "Here, I've bought it."
Mu Qianyan took the packed porridge and glanced at him with cold eyes, "What did you just say to that woman?"
Shen Muhan said with his unique gentle smile: "I said I was sick and asked her if I could buy it first."
Mu Qianyan's face was full of disgust, "You cut in line, it's not fair to the people behind you."
Shen Muhan curled his lips and smiled, "So, I bought everyone's orders, and they were all very happy."
Mu Qianyan was startled and snorted lightly at this. It turned out to be a beauty trick to spend money!
But that's it.
She took out her wallet from her pocket, took out a red ticket, placed it in the center console of the car, and said calmly: "Here's the porridge money for you."
While starting the car, Shen Muhan glanced at the hundred-dollar bill, frowned in feign dissatisfaction, and said:
"Isn't it right? In order to buy the one you asked for, I bought the orders of all the people in line behind me. How can you have the nerve to only give me the money for one?"
Mu Qianyan didn't look embarrassed at all and said expressionlessly:
"I originally wanted to queue up by myself, but you didn't let me. It's your own decision to pay for those people, and it has nothing to do with me. I only want this share, so I should only give you a share of the money."
Shen Muhan regained his usual smile, reached out with a big hand and poked her head, with a tone of 'good intentions are not rewarded', "Xiao Yanyan, you are like this when you get an advantage and act like a good girl!"
Mu Qianyan moved her head and body to the side, making it clear that she didn't like to be touched by him again.
In fact, she doesn't care about money, she can give him all the money.
It's just that she doesn't want to reciprocate courtesy with Shen Muhan endlessly!
She did it on purpose, deliberately acting stingy and calculating. It would be best if she could be completely hated by this man. That would actually be a relief for her.
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The car was driving on the way back to the city hospital...
Shen Muhan looked at the road ahead and asked quietly: "Xiao Yanyan, it seems you haven't asked me why I'm in the hospital?"
Mu Qianyan looked boredly at the retreating scenery outside the car window, "Do I have to ask?"
Shen Muhan hummed in a matter-of-fact manner, "I think you need to care about your future husband!"
Mu Qianyan seemed to be used to his glib tone and didn't even look at him. "I am a non-marriage person and will not have a husband in the future."
"That's not necessarily the case!"
"It won't be you."
"That's not necessarily the case!"
Mu Qianyan closed her eyes and listened, and didn't want to pay attention to him.
She didn't make a sound. Shen Muhan was silent for a while and then asked: "Xiao Yanyan, are you really not going to ask me why I am in the hospital?"
Mu Qianyan frowned irritably and asked absently, "Why are you in the hospital?"
Shen Muhan's eyebrows curved, "I'm going to see a doctor."
"oh."
"Don't you ask me what kind of disease I am treating?"
"I'm not interested in knowing."
"Xiao Yanyan, you really don't have the slightest interest in my affairs!"
"Can you just concentrate on driving and stop talking!"
Shen Muhan smiled helplessly, "Okay."
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Ten minutes later, the car drove into the hospital parking lot and parked.
Mu Qianyan unbuckled her seat belt, opened the car door and was about to get out of the car...
The man who got out of the car before her took a pair of men's slippers from the trunk, placed them at her feet, and said, "I know you don't like to be hugged, so put these on before walking by yourself."
Mu Qianyan looked at the pair of men's slippers, which were in the size forties, then raised her head and looked at him incomprehensibly, and asked, "Why do you put slippers in the car?"
Shen Muhan smiled lightly and replied: "I occasionally need to spend the night in the car, and wearing leather shoes is not comfortable."
Mu Qianyan's expression immediately showed a complex look of disgust, "Shen Gou, you are so shameless!"
Huh? What did she understand? Shen Muhan put one hand on the car door and the other on the seat back behind her. He pressed his body and smiled playfully, "Xiao Yanyan, I'm very curious, what do you think of me?" What happened?"
"I didn't think about anything. I put on my slippers and left."
Mu Qianyan put on her slippers as she spoke, and then very quickly slipped under his arm, carrying the porridge bag, and walked into the hospital...
Shen Muhan closed the car door casually, with a deep smile on his lips, and followed her into the hospital with elegant steps.
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Back in the ward, Mu Qianyan put the packed porridge on the cabinet next to the hospital bed. Her usually cold face revealed rare gentleness and softness, and she said to Mao Zhanting, who was leaning on the hospital bed:
"Lao Mao, I bought some porridge from the store you liked before. You can drink some."
Mao Zhanting gave her a very grateful smile, "Qianyan, thank you for your hard work. I'm not hungry yet. I'll eat with her when Sesu wakes up."
While he was speaking, his eyes were fixed in a certain direction, full of tenderness.
Mu Qianyan turned her head and looked in the direction he was looking at. The boss fell asleep on the sofa over there, covered with the coat of the sixth young master of the Zeng family.
Qin Se was tired and fell asleep there for a while.
Mu Qianyan turned around and nodded, a hint of imperceptible disappointment flashed across her face, but she said nothing.
Mao Zhanting didn't say anything to her anymore. He lowered his head and looked at his phone as if no one else was watching. His expression became solemn, as if he was replying to some important message...
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Jiang Xinghan saw that Mu Qianyan was wearing a pair of men's slippers. To Qianyan, those slippers were very big. When worn on her feet, it was like a child running out of an adult's shoes...
He walked over sensitively, looked at her feet closely, and asked with concern: "Lao Mu, what's wrong with your shoes?"
Faced with this problem, Mu Qianyan instinctively glanced at Mao Zhanting, fearing that he might misunderstand something...
However, Mao Zhanting didn't seem to hear it. He still lowered his head and looked at his mobile phone without raising his head.
Mu Qianyan's face was gloomy, and she replied listlessly to Jiang Xinghan: "It's okay, I lost one of my high-heeled shoes, so I borrowed a pair of slippers."
Jiang Xinghan grew up with Mu Qianyan and knew her well enough. He obviously didn't believe that things would be as simple as she said, "Then why are the insteps of your feet red?"
Mu Qianyan turned her head and looked at Mao Zhanting again. The concern she expected did not appear, and Mao Zhanting still did not raise his head.
If it were the boss who was red anywhere now, Lao Mao would definitely be very nervous...
It's a pity that she is not the boss.
Mu Qianyan lowered her eyes and said, "It's a bit cold outside and it's red from the cold."