When Mu Wanqing returned to the studio to work, the slap marks on her face had not completely disappeared. Tinnitus occasionally occurred in the injured ear, and her hearing had not fully recovered.
Ye Huan felt guilty for her in every possible way, taking care of her almost like a porcelain doll, serving her tea and water, and helping her order food and get documents.
In the end, Mu Wanqing was embarrassed.
The operation of the video account was still not popular. After Mu Wanqing came back, Yu Qiao still asked her to continue shooting short videos, hoping that her return would bring something different.
Fortunately, the slap marks on her face were covered with makeup, and the camera could be turned on for beauty, so Mu Wanqing started to be the heroine of short videos again.
She lost track of time as soon as she got busy. When Jingjing reminded her that her phone had been ringing in the office for a long time, she ended her work communication with Mark and returned to the office to take a drink of water.
I picked up the phone and took a look. The three missed calls were all from Wen Zhan.
When I looked at the time again, it was already six o'clock.
Worried that something bad might happen to her daughter again, she thought for a moment and took the initiative to call back.
Wen Zhan got angry the moment the call was connected: "Is your cell phone a decoration? I called several times but didn't answer the call! Or are you deliberately not answering my call?"
Mu Wanqing frowned, pressed the corners of her mouth, and waited until he finished cursing before explaining weakly: "I have been with Xiaoya these days, and I set the vibrator on my phone and forgot to set it back."
Wen Zhan was so angry that he didn't speak.
She accompanied her and asked with some caution: "What's wrong? Is Xiaoya feeling uncomfortable again?"
"No. I'm off work and I'll pick you up over there." Wen Zhan said angrily.
"Are you coming to pick me up?" Mu Wanqing looked embarrassed upon hearing this, "Um... no need, I'm not done yet."
In fact, she didn't want to go back to Yujingwan today.
She thought about taking the subway back to her home after working overtime.
I haven't been back for several days. The clothes are still hanging on the balcony and the house needs to be tidied up.
But Wen Zhan arrogantly refused to give her a chance to refuse: "I'll be there in fifteen minutes."
The words fell and he hung up before she could speak.
Mu Wanqing stared at her phone, exasperated.
Who is this!
Do things according to your own wishes, regardless of whether others accept it or not. Do you know what respect is?
Mark knocked on the door and came in: "Sister Qing, I re-edited it, do you think it would be a better job?"
Mu Wanqing put down her phone and took the tablet.
Mark stood aside, staring intently at Mu Wanqing's delicate profile.
When Wen Zhan appeared in the small office area, he saw the scene in the office through the glass wall.
The mother of his child was being stared at by a young boy with an expression of secret love and fascination, making her look like someone from a youth idol drama.
He instantly became furious!
No wonder she has to stay in the company to work overtime and refuses to go back. It turns out that she is just here to flirt with the little girl!
It's just that his vision is too bad. This young boy exudes an unconventional and slutty vibe. Does he know what "love" is?
Mr. Wen didn't think about it, and he didn't think through the word himself.
Ye Huan put on his bag and stood up, and was about to leave after get off work. When he raised his eyes and saw the man standing quietly in the cubicle corridor, he was startled.
After being stunned for a moment, she realized what she was doing and quickly walked to Mu Wanqing's office and knocked on the door: "Xiao Qing, look who's here!"
"Who?" Mu Wanqing asked subconsciously. When she raised her head, she looked across the door and saw the figure walking towards her, and immediately stood up.
Mark was originally standing diagonally behind her, bending slightly and lowering his head to listen to her talk about how to modify the video.
As she stood up, Mark had to step back. When he saw the man walking outside the door, he felt guilty for no reason. He continued to step back two feet and accidentally bumped into the file cabinet against the wall. , making a "塡" sound.
His guilty-minded behavior made Wen Zhan even more displeased.
Mu Wanqing was so startled by Mark's move against the cabinet that she looked back, then turned to look at Wen Zhan, her eyebrows wrinkled irritably: "Why are you up here?"
Wen Zhan asked, "Can't I come up?"
"No, I..." Mu Wanqing wanted to explain, but when she saw the curious faces of Mark and Ye Huan, she immediately stopped and handed the tablet to Mark, "Just adjust it a little bit as I just said. Come on, just send it to me."
"Okay, Sister Qing." Mark took the tablet and left.
However, when he passed by Wen Zhan, he was severely gouged out by Wen Zhan's sharp eyes like knives.
Ye Huan sensed something was wrong in the atmosphere and whispered to his best friend: "Um... I'm leaving after get off work. You guys can chat slowly."
As soon as he finished speaking, he ran away.
There were only two people left in the office for a moment.
Mu Wanqing sat down again, returned her eyes to the computer screen, and continued to proofread her novel manuscript.
Wen Zhan did not rush into her small office, but turned to look at the small office area. A hint of disdain seemed to pass between his handsome and charming eyebrows, and then he walked in slowly and pulled away from the woman. Sit on the chair opposite.
"Although the sparrow is small and has all the internal organs, you, the boss, still think it is interesting, but the place is a bit small." After he sat down and settled down, he looked at the woman and commented.
Mu Wanqing was too lazy to pay attention to him and said without raising her head: "The temple is too small to accommodate a giant Buddha like yours. Please leave slowly without seeing him off."
Wen Zhan smiled, sat up, put his hands on the table with his fingers intertwined, looked at her serious work, and explained gently: "I don't mean to laugh at you, I admire you very much. From nothing to something, Now there is a world that really impresses me.”
"..." Mu Wanqing said nothing, but glanced at him, obviously surprised by what he said.
Wen Zhan added: "Really, from the bottom of my heart."
She believed that this person was indeed sincere, so after pondering for a moment, she told the truth: "The reason why Yu Qiao fell in love with me who had nothing and chose to start a business with me is probably because I am your ex-wife."
Of course, it was also because she and Zhou Yiru were close friends.
But I dare not say this, otherwise this person will be jealous again and look for trouble.
"So, I have to thank you for today." After Mu Wanqing said this seriously, her eyes stayed on his face for a few seconds before looking back at the computer screen.
But Wen Zhan looked at her and was stunned.
Even the original intention to hold her responsible for flirting with the little girl was forgotten.
After being silent for a while, he suddenly smiled inexplicably, "You are so humble...it makes me feel strange."
"It's not humility, it's facts," Mu Wanqing looked at the screen and continued to say quietly, "In the final analysis, the relationship between people is the mutual use of values. If you are really worthless and impoverished, why should others choose You? I’m not narcissistic enough to think I’m different.”
"Not bad." Wen Zhan nodded, pleased with the improvement in her knowledge.
After she left him, she has indeed matured a lot and sees problems more clearly than before.
"Then you left me because I was no longer of use?" Wen Zhan grasped the key point of her words and asked curiously.
