Ghost husband knocks on the door at night: Obediently marry

"Yes, I don't care." Yuanyuan said suddenly, she looked at Lu Ye with displeasure in her eyes: "I've already said it, don't sit here!"

What kind of temper is this?
Lu Ye was disturbed by Yuanyuan, and at the same time, he thought of the scene of Yuanyuan and Matthew together, and felt as if a needle had been pricked in his heart.

"What if I have to sit here?" Lu Ye asked in a low voice with a cold face.

"Not so good, that's my place." Another voice interposed between them.

Lu Ye looked up in surprise, and saw Matthew wearing a casual gray shirt and carrying a small nylon backpack, looking at them with a smile.

Seeing that it was Matthew who came, Yuanyuan felt uneasy.

She clenched a backpack she had on hand, the only thing she carried with her.

Inside is the white bird mask.

"Master Lu, if I remember correctly, your place is over there." Matthew said with a smile, while pointing to Xiaozhi.

Lu Ye cast a glance, and didn't care. Instead, he seemed to remember something, and suddenly his eyes were a little wary: "Why are you here?"

"Me?" Matthew was stunned for a moment, pointed at himself, then smiled, and unconsciously glanced at Yuanyuan: "I was with her."

After hearing this, Lu Ye's face changed drastically.

Yuanyuan is much calmer, just looking at Matthew silently, as for the expression... It's an expression of waiting to see what happens.

A look of admiration flashed across Matthew's eyes at her reaction.

Lu Ye looked at Yuanyuan, then at Matthew.

The two people looked at each other, which made him feel very angry.

Unable to bear it any longer, he stood up with a "huh", turned around and walked to Xiaozhi's side, and sat down directly.

"Why? Not willing?" Seeing Yuanyuan's gaze unconsciously following her, Matthew sat down next to her.

The tall figure blocked her view, Yuanyuan turned her head and didn't make a sound.

"Why don't you talk?" Matthew pinched a round strand of hair intimately, and kneaded it in his hands.

"What the hell are you doing?" Yuanyuan looked at him quietly, her eyes full of displeasure.

Matthew let go of her hair and moved closer: "What do you mean?"

"The phone call that day, and why did you appear here today?" Yuanyuan's expression became very serious now.

"Is the IQ on the line?" Matthew reached out and patted the top of her head affectionately, and then felt piercing eyes staring at him.

He smiled, ignored it, and looked down at Yuanyuan's expression carefully: "You will know sooner or later."

Now obediently go according to my plan.

With this thought in his heart, Matthew inadvertently glanced at Yuanyuan's backpack. His eyes were shocked, and then his expression became serious.

"What's that?" He frowned, looking very disturbed.

It was the first time she saw his expression like this, Yuanyuan's eyes widened curiously.

"What are you nervous about?" Yuanyuan asked suspiciously.

"Nervous? Huh..." Matthew sneered, he seemed to be very disdainful of this description: "But you, don't you find it inconvenient to carry such a big bag?"

"No." Yuanyuan answered very simply, and at the same time she looked at Matthew's backpack: "Aren't you the same?"

Matthew didn't speak. He narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at Yuanyuan's backpack for a long time, and finally showed his usual smile.

Yuanyuan didn't know why and looked at him.

"Tao Yuanyuan, it seems that I missed something." Matthew smiled playfully, with excitement in his eyes: "That's fine, otherwise it would be too monotonous."

"Can you speak human language?" Yuanyuan gave him a disgusted look, then subconsciously hugged her bag tightly in her arms.

Xiaozhi looked at Matthew's smiling and happy side face, and her eyes were a little confusing.

The fire in Lu Ye's heart kept running wildly. He stared at Matthew, his brows knit into knots.

On the other hand, when Sha Yue returned home, she saw Cheng Moxun who was sleeping leaning on the window sill in the room, and hurried up to wake her up gently: "Xunxun, get up quickly! I'm going to catch a cold!"

Cheng Moxun just frowned, showing no sign of waking up.

"Xunxun, wake up." Sha Yue shook her helplessly.

Sunlight shone in through the floor-to-ceiling windows on one side, and the room was brightly illuminated, but for some reason, the air was extremely cold.

Cheng Moxun finally opened her eyes slightly. Seeing Sha Yue's obviously relaxed expression, she asked in doubt, "What's wrong?"

The voice had the hoarseness of just waking up.

Sha Yue sighed: "Don't sleep here."

Now the two of them have completely swapped their past states.

Cheng Moxun shook his head: "It's okay, don't worry about me."

With Sha Yue's support, she stood up slowly, and then shivered uncontrollably: "Why is it so cold?"

Sha Yue frowned, since she just walked into this room, she only felt a little too cold.

Although the sun is shining now, it seems to have entered the cold winter.

"Maybe you just woke up." Sha Yue faintly felt that something was wrong, but she still tried her best to comfort Cheng Moxun: "Go to the living room and sit for a while, I will cook."

Cheng Moxun didn't speak any more, until she sat on the sofa in the living room, she murmured: "Sha Yue, I feel flustered."

"Uh." Sha Yue thought she thought of Xu Ziyu again, so she didn't know how to comfort her.

"Here." Cheng Moxun's eyes were a little empty, and she pressed her chest: "I'm very flustered, and I always feel that something bad happened."

Her fingers pressed something hard through the thin fabric, and she reached out to take it out.

It turned out to be the bronze ring, the engraved pattern on it seemed to be brighter than before.

Cheng Moxun stared at the ring suspiciously. She remembered that a few days ago, it seemed that the rope binding the ring broke, and she temporarily put it in the drawer.

Why... When did she put the ring back around her neck again.

Seeing her looking at the ring, Sha Yue was in a daze again.

He had no choice but to sigh, patted her on the back lightly, turned and walked out of the living room.

The ring exuded a faint silver-white radiance, Cheng Moxun blinked, and the radiance could no longer be seen.

Xu Ziyu flipped through the documents distractedly. He looked up at the door from time to time, but each time after a few seconds, he lowered his head and held the pen in his hand even tighter.

He couldn't restrain the inexplicable impulse in his heart, but he was used to the feeling that the emotions he wanted to express contradicted his heart.

But what's with this damn longing?

He couldn't rest well these days, and he couldn't concentrate.

He could see the secretary's hesitant expression, and he knew what the secretary wanted to say.

But he just refused to ask about Cheng Moxun's affairs.

Even according to the company's regulations, he should have been dismissed for so many days without reason.

But Xu Ziyu didn't care about it, just pretending that nothing happened.

The secretary was really sweating because of this. She didn't want Cheng Moxun to be fired or transferred, but she couldn't ask Xu Ziyu directly what he planned to do.

Xu Ziyu has not mentioned Cheng Moxun for so long, nor has he produced any disciplinary documents.

The secretary was afraid that he would bring it up, which just gave Xu Ziyu the opportunity to consider dismissing Cheng Moxun.

But it's not a solution to drag on like this, Cheng Moxun's phone can't be reached, and someone was sent to guard outside her house, but she didn't see her go out.

The managers of each department of the company reported that the employees of the department had a very heated discussion about the news, and they also expressed sideways whether they should punish Cheng Moxun, so as to end the rumors in the company that affect work.

Xu Ziyu didn't respond positively at first, but then he seemed tired of hearing it, so his face darkened, and immediately made the managers afraid to say more.

The secretary doesn't understand, what does the president think of Cheng Moxun now?

Xu Ziyu didn't know either. When he saw Cheng Moxun before, he would feel that besides the inexplicable anger, there was also unspeakable excitement in his heart.

Now I can't see Cheng Moxun, and I don't have the feeling of heartbeat that would come out of thin air, but when he hasn't seen him for many days, his longing has become out of control.

This made him even more uncomfortable than the conflicted mood when he saw him!
"Damn it, damn it!" Xu Ziyu slammed his pen on the table, thinking about it, his mood would only get worse and worse.

He stood up and walked to the French window.

The originally vast and magnificent vision, but at this moment I can't appreciate it at all.

It's really too bad!
It really really couldn't be worse!
As if a certain emotion in his heart was being tolerated to the extreme, Xu Ziyu took a deep breath, trying his best to calm down.

"Dong dong dong!" The office door was knocked three times.

"Come in!" Xu Ziyu replied impatiently, only when the voice came out did he realize how furious he was.

The secretary quietly put his head into the door, met Xu Ziyu's eyes that had not yet stretched, and couldn't help being startled.

"What's the matter?" Xu Ziyu's expression was a little unnatural after being bumped into his unrestrained emotional side.

He walked back to his desk, trying to maintain an outwardly calm face.

"President, you..." The secretary looked at him, hesitant to speak.

"What's the matter?" Xu Ziyu grabbed the pen on the table, but found that the fall was too hard just now, and even broke the end of the good metal signature pen.

"There is a...sir, I want to see you." The secretary hesitated in describing it, and her expression also changed slightly: "But there is no appointment, and it is not a client we are familiar with..."

"Then I won't see you." Xu Ziyu was in a state of impatience. He didn't want to see anyone who was not within the scope of the appointment and tried to break the rules he could control.

The secretary shook his head and continued, "But..."

Xu Ziyu swept over with a sharp look.

The secretary understood what he meant, but still took the risk to finish the sentence: "He claimed to be a guest at the last banquet, and he had contact with Miss Tao's family and Assistant Cheng."