Love at First Sight With Doctor He

Chapter 683

"Mr. Mu." He wanted to cry but turned around to look at him with extremely pitiful eyes.

On the surface, Muganai had no waves at all, and his face was as calm as water. He stretched out his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows, and after a few seconds of silence, he said, "Drive."

"Hey!" Lian Xiaofei responded immediately, it's okay, it's okay, there's no need to run away.

They didn't go to the hotel because Muganai had a house here.

Lian Xiaofei drove the car to the outskirts of the villa, and was told by him that he could do whatever he wanted and not disturb him for the time being.

Lian Xiaofei couldn't wait for it, so he slipped away immediately.

On the other side, Liang Yisheng had already scolded Third Brother Xie and ran away.

For him, all she has is friendship and gratitude, and she has no other feelings. She didn't want to say such decisive words to embarrass the relationship between the two of them. In the end, she found that it was impossible to say nothing.

If he didn't say anything, he would feel that she was hesitating, giving him a chance, and waiting for him to act.

The manager came over and rubbed her forehead, and said, "Fortunately, no one was photographed. If this is posted on the Internet, your reputation will be ruined. This is also Xie Hanwen, who actually risked his own future to do such a thing. I'm an adult, and I don't have any reason at all."

Liang Yisheng closed his eyes, "Sister, I want to be quiet, you go out first."

"Okay, you take a break, you'll be filming later."

She nods.

After the agent went out, she leaned her head back on the chair, a little irritable.

Reaching out for the phone, she slid to Muganai's WeChat chat interface.

I don't know, what is he doing now?

If you send him a message, his first sentence must be: What's the matter?

It seemed that, in his world, other people could only find him because of something.

She thought about it, and suddenly found a reason.

He immediately sent a voice message to him.

"Is there anything else I need to do during this time?"

Five seconds passed with no reply.

A minute passed and still no reply.

She thought, maybe it was because she was in a meeting and it was inconvenient to listen to the voice.

She immediately edited the text and sent it to him.

The man sat quietly on the sofa, staring down at the mobile phone that received another new message, his frown did not unfold.

He picked up the phone, clicked on the voice and listened to it.

After staring at the line on the phone with indifferent eyes for a long time, he didn't reply anything, put down the phone, got up and went upstairs to change clothes, ready to go to the meeting.

Liang Yisheng held the phone until the filming of her part started, and once the filming was over, she took out her phone to check.

Still no news.

Although it was the expected result, my mood was still unavoidable.

She thought, he must be too busy, or in a bad mood.

She put down her phone, without any expectations.

In the evening, her mobile phone suddenly rang with a voice of special concern.

At that second, her heart tightened, her whole body became tense, and her calm mood was suddenly surprised and joyful.

He was the only one in her special attention.

[Get down to the parking lot. 】

With a few numbers, let her change clothes at the best speed and run on.

He knew she was in the hotel, so he must have asked the people around her before coming here.

She likes the feeling of being cared about by him.

In the silent parking lot, Muganai was sitting in the driver's seat, pinching the tense eyebrows uncontrollably with his fingers, but he still couldn't get rid of the dizziness and annoyance.

Two minutes later, he heard urgent footsteps lingering somewhere, as if looking for it.

Fingers opened the car door unintentionally, opened the door, closed his eyes slightly, and leaned on the back of the chair.

After a while, the sound of footsteps found his position, and when he approached the car door, the faint fragrance of the woman's body also passed into his breath.

Without opening his eyes, he could already imagine what kind of expression she had on her face—a little helpless, a little scared.

He handed over a box directly, "The old lady said that you are busy and can't see each other, let me give you this."

The box was quickly taken by her, and her cold fingers touched the back of his hand. It was so cold that it made people suddenly want to grab it and squeeze it.

"I'm going to visit grandma right away."

With a soft voice, people can immediately imagine her lip color and watery eyes.

The man's irritability intensified, he closed his eyes and said calmly, "You can go."

The next second, the woman's hand stretched out directly and rested on his arm.

"Drinking so much wine?"

The meaning of caring is strong and obvious.

He breathed a little more easily, and said two words softly; "Entertainment."

After saying this, the woman suddenly grabbed his arm and pulled it out, "You'd better rest right away in this state, I have a guest room in my room, I'll help you go up and rest."

The suffocation in his heart suddenly dissipated slowly, and he slowly opened his eyes, looking at her quietly.

His expression was as he expected, bewildered, scared, and a little more worried.

The delicate and beautiful facial features are wrinkled together.

Being looked at by him, she seemed very uncomfortable, her eyes drifted away, she wanted to look but didn't dare to look at him, she moved her lips softly and said a word: "There are paparazzi following me, as soon as the news of our wedding is announced, everyone They all want to search for information about us, I don't want them to think that I have a bad relationship after marriage."

This reason was quite sufficient, and he had already agreed in his heart, but sat for a while before he unbuckled his seat belt and went down with her.

As he was walking, his arm was held by a woman.

He frowned, always so afraid of him, even the gesture of supporting him was like a servant girl and a master.

He shook it off lightly.

Then, take the initiative to hold her hand.

It was really cold, like touching ice.

He spread her fingers, inserted five fingers into the gaps between his fingers, held it naturally, and quickly passed the warmth to her.

The woman seemed very nervous, she didn't dare to move her hand, and he held it stiffly.

He wasn't used to small talk, so he opened his lips a few times, but he couldn't find anything to talk about, so he gave up.

When he reached the hotel, he felt her hands warm up, so he let go.

He thought, if he continued to hold it, she would faint stiffly.

She took him into the guest room, found a set of pajamas, and explained in a very solemn way how the pajamas came from, emphasizing that no one had ever used them.

He looked at her nervous and cautious, as if she was dealing with a very difficult person, unlike the natural and free and easy way she faced that man during the day.

That is the real her.

"No need." He rejected her, feeling sullen in his heart.

After the door closed, he sat on the side of the bed with his long legs spread apart, his elbows resting on his thighs, his head drooped, and his forehead resting on his fingers.

The cold breath slowly spread from his body.

The pain in his head seemed to intensify, so he leaned on the bed and rested with his eyes closed.

It was quiet around, but he couldn't hear her.

Can't hear anything.

With his fingers close to his lips, he coughed out the discomfort in his throat.

The next second, the door was knocked open.

"Kanai, are you okay? Are you okay?"