Cao Feng was a little impatient and took a bag of melon seeds and poured them into the fruit tray: "Xiaoye, have some melon seeds. Dinner will be ready soon."

Ye Cheng reluctantly smiles with a lonely expression.

After dinner is ready, Ye Cheng and Mu Guohui go to the kitchen and bring out the food.

Mu Mian pulls Tang Jian to the table. Mu Guohui's face is not very good-looking.

He never thought that the second childe of Tang family could make a living in someone else's house.

What else can he say when he's begging so much?

The bowl in front of him was empty. Mu Guohui said coldly, "there is no rice for you."

Mu Mian quickly put more than half of the rice in his bowl into Tang Jian's bowl: "you eat, I'm not hungry."

Mu Guohui's face became more and more ugly.

Tang Jian could only turn a blind eye and eat dinner calmly.

Ye Cheng thought Tang Ji'an would feel uncomfortable, and then he would not come over.

But now he thought he was redundant.

He ate the food without knowing what to eat and looked at the two people sitting opposite. The two people did not speak, but their body movements showed that they were very dependent on each other.

Such a feeling made him feel lost and hesitating, and regretted.

"It's too late. It's new year's Eve again. Vice president Tang should go home quickly."

Vice president Tang: "it's OK. We have a car. We can get home soon."

Mu Guohui: "then your driver is still in the car, isn't it?"

"Yes."

Mu Guohui said unhappily, "then you can't make people wait so long. I really don't like your capitalist bureaucratic style."

Mu Mian's hand patted him on the back of his hand to show him not to be angry.

Tang Ji'an said with a smile: "next time I'll let the sixth uncle come to eat together."

Mu Guohui immediately blew his beard and glared at his eyes. Did he mean that? Did he ask his driver to come for dinner? Vice president Tang is really a fool.

Seeing that her father choked without a word, Mu Mian wanted to laugh.

Vice president Tang's ability to change concepts is beyond our reach.

She is really worried. He is the most powerful prosecutor. She really needs to prepare for war. Her father is not an opponent.

Seeing Mu Guohui's pale face, Tang Jian deliberately said, "isn't that what uncle means? Don't you want uncle Liu to eat at your house

Mu Guohui was driven to the shelves, can you say No: "yes Of course it can. "

Mu Mian couldn't help laughing.

Ye Cheng feels lonely more and more. No one talks to him or dislikes him, just as if he is marginalized.

Mu Mian can feel his lost eyes. She also feels uncomfortable, but she knows that she can only treat him like this. She wants him to give up this fruitless relationship.

Emotional things, just can't be sloppy.

After dinner, Mu Mian wants to take Tang Jian downstairs.

Before Mu Guohui opened his mouth, Tang Jian first refused: "it's cold outside. You just left the hospital. Don't freeze. I'll go downstairs myself."

Mu Guohui's face is a wise expression.

Mu Mian still sent him to the door. Tang Jian said softly, "go in."

Mu Guohui quickly grabbed her and shut the door: "it's chilly outside. Hurry in."

As soon as he came in, Mu Mian regained his expressionless face and looked at Ye Cheng: "it's late. You can also go home."

Mu Guohui two pairs of faces: "he is in the opposite door, any time can go home."