First Love and Marriage: Bidong Double-Faced Male God

Life is going on in an orderly manner, but Song Qianyan is very uneasy.

Recently, Song Qianyan always went to Ou Jinchuan's office, and didn't bother Ou Jinchuan when he came, but just stared at Mu Shudie vaguely.

As if Mu Shudie didn't see her, he was doing his own thing seriously, busy and methodical.

Looking at Ou Jinchuan who was buried in a pile of documents, Song Qianyan's head was already vertical to the ground, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Seeing Mu Shudie get up and walk out with a cup, Song Qianyan felt that his chance had come.

He picked up the cup on the table and walked towards the tea room.

"Assistant Mu, come get the water too,"

Mu Shudie nodded slightly, and Song Qianyan felt a little embarrassed again for a while, but thinking about his purpose, he still walked into the tea room.

Song Qianyan was absent-mindedly making tea, "Assistant Mu, what do you usually do after work? You don't seem to like going out to play very much."

"Go home." There was no trace of popularity in Mu Shudie's voice.

"go home?"

Song Qianyan raised her big almond eyes with a strange expression on her face. Does anyone still live the life of a nun?
But the object is Mu Shudie, which seems to be acceptable.

"There are some things at work that need to be dealt with after returning home."

Mu Shudie stared at Song Qianyan's big almond eyes, a trace of resentment flashed in his heart, but there was neither sadness nor joy in his eyes.

"Then do you go shopping?"

"rare."

"Did we... know each other before?" Song Qianyan stared at his pure white bone china teacup, and said tentatively.

Mu Shudie's originally impatient expression froze suddenly, and slowly recovered after two seconds.

Turning to look at Song Qianyan, "Madam, how could we know each other? I just returned to China."

"Oh," Song Qianyan's hand unconsciously touched the smooth edge of the wooden teacup, thinking about his own calculations.

"Then why don't I take you out to play, you have never been here before, there are so many interesting places here! I know it very well."

"I don't like going out,"

Hearing Mu Shudie's rejection without even thinking about it, Song Qianyan was a little anxious.

"Don't! It's easy to get sick if you're bored alone for a long time." Mu Shudie turned his head and looked at Song Qianyan quietly.

She couldn't figure out what Song Qianyan was thinking. As President Ou's assistant, Song Qianyan didn't want to stay as far away from them as possible.

Did she discover something?
"Well, I have time on Sunday."

"Okay, I'll call you when the time comes," Song Qianyan said happily, her eyes bent into crescents.

Mu Shudie looked at the crescent moon for a few seconds longer, with something brewing in his eyes, then turned and left.

Song Qianyan looked at Mu Shudie's back and sighed, why is this woman so cold, could it be her?
On the weekend, Song Qianyan started to prepare a long time ago. She touched her uneasy heart, thinking that she would know Mu Shudish better soon.

For a moment Song Qianyan felt motivated.

On Saturday afternoon, Song Qianyan dragged Ou Jinchuan, who was still watching the news, all the way to the supermarket.

In Ou Jinchuan's impression, he didn't seem to have been to a supermarket, so he couldn't help being a little curious.

Watching Song Qianyan holding a long list in his hand, dragging him around in the supermarket.

Ou Jinchuan was a little confused, "Qianyan, do you want to buy so many things? Can you finish it?"

"I don't know what Mu Shudish likes to eat. Besides, not everything is eaten, and there are many other useful things. Aren't we going to have a barbecue tomorrow?"

He was so busy that he forgot about it.

But her wife is too concerned about Mu Shudie.

"What do you buy green peppers for?"

"Barbecue," Song Qianyan gave Ou Jinchuan a big roll of his eyes,

"Then let's go buy meat and get a hairy crab." Song Qianyan, who was struggling to "fight" in front, couldn't help but staggered, "Ou Jinchuan, tell me, how do you grill a hairy crab?"

"Just roast like that, beggar crab, why don't we buy another chicken and make beggar chicken!"

"Oh," Song Qianyan was quite speechless, "but we are going to the river."

"Beggar chicken can be made by the river, but so can beggar fish!"

"Okay," Song Qianyan was also a little eager to try.

"Jinchuan, look at how big this tomato is,"

"Why do you buy tomatoes?" Ou Jinchuan looked at the big red tomatoes in surprise.

"Barbecue," Song Qianyan shook the long list.

"Are you... sure... you can bake?"

"Yes, it should be... yes?" Song Qianyan's tone was hesitant.

She wasn't sure either, as if she hadn't heard of anyone who could roast tomatoes.

The last two people stood in front of the grill and hesitated, "Jinchuan, do you want this for convenient storage or buy this big grill!"

"Well, it's big,"

"But there are only three of us,"

"The big one is comfortable to use, but the one that is convenient for storage is too small."

"Let me see what the strategy says." Looking at Song Qianyan's head, Ou Jinchuan's face was full of black lines.

Song Qianyan was holding a long list, which was a strategy she found on the Internet. It was written in great detail, including the steps of grilling, all the materials needed and the follow-up treatment.

Finally, after a few hours, the two of them finished shopping. Looking at the large bags after the checkout, Ou Jinchuan couldn't help being very speechless.

Isn't it just barbecue?Need so many things!

Song Qianyan was a little embarrassed, if he had known, he would have called a few more people, the two of them seemed unable to take it away.

Ou Jinchuan stared at Song Qianyan, his face flushed slightly, like a cherry waiting to be picked.

Why is his family's shallow words so stupid and cute?
Taking out his mobile phone, Ou Jinchuan stared at Song Qianyan and shook his head, "Housekeeper, come to Rongmao International and take home the things my wife bought."

Ou Jinchuan bit the word "madame" very hard.

After hanging up the phone, Ou Jinchuan took Song Qianyan's warm jade-like hand and left leisurely.

Song Qianyan took two steps and turned around, "Jinchuan, will our things be lost here?"

"Let's go, the housekeeper will come to get it, and I won't lose it,"

"But..." Song Qianyan still hesitated in his tone.

It's a pity that Ou Jinchuan didn't give her another chance at all.

The car was driving on the road, and the evening wind was blowing slowly. Ou Jinchuan enjoyed the leisure time of the two of them very much.

"Qianyan, why are you so interested in Mu Shudie?"

Song Qianyan was lowering her head and seriously thinking about tomorrow's things, and she couldn't help being a little startled when Ou Jinchuan asked her this question.

Could he have seen something?
No, she can't let Ou Jinchuan feel that she is suspicious and ashamed.

Song Qingyan's tone was as calm as possible, "No, I just like her a lot."

Song Qianyan's head was facing out of the window, his brows were wrinkled, and those clear almond eyes kept blinking.

Tomorrow shouldn't show his feet!
But the uneasiness in her heart was lingering, and she had to confirm it.

"In a nutshell, if you have any objections to Mu Shudie being my assistant, then I will try to find another assistant."

Song Qianyan shook her little head, "No, you're thinking too much, I just think...well...she's quite to my liking."

Ou Jinchuan looked at the traffic light ahead and rolled his eyes. When did Song Qianyan have such a strong taste?
Mu Shudie's appearance of not getting close to strangers is actually to her taste, why didn't he realize that Song Qianyan has such a thick skin and likes to post back.

"Really? But I don't see how Mu Shudie feels about you!"

"Really?" Facing Ou Jinchuan's blow, Song Qianyan couldn't help but pouted.

Do you want to be so blunt and subtle!

"You don't understand the friendship between women," Ou Jinchuan didn't say any more when he saw Song Qianyan's stubborn expression.

No matter what she does, as long as Song Qianyan is happy, he can rely on her for anything.

It's just that it better not be what he thinks.

Otherwise...Look at Song Qianyan who is playing with his fingers with his head down next to him.

You have to be prepared to pay the price.

The next day, Song Qianyan enthusiastically dragged Ou Jinchuan to Mu Shudie's house.

Mu Shudie's residence is only a 10-minute drive away from the company, so he really is a workaholic.

The two had just arrived at the downstairs of Mu Shudie. Mu Shudie was wearing tight black tight leggings to make his beautiful legs more slender and straight. A simple white casual shirt hid his exquisite figure in it. It was obviously a leisurely experience. .

It's just that Mu Shudie's face is still so otherworldly, giving people a kind of cool beauty.

"This side of Shudie," Song Qianyan let go of Ou Jinchuan's hand and grabbed Mu Shudie's arm affectionately, with a sunny smile on his face.

Ou Jinchuan's face turned dark in an instant. Why did he think that Mu Shudie was Song Qianyan's husband? As soon as he saw Mu Shudian leaving him behind, he ran over.

Mu Shudie pulled out Song Qianyan's arm without a trace, and walked into their car.

"General Manager Europe".

Mu Shudie lowered his head, Ou Jinchuan looked at the long and curved eyelashes hanging on Mu Shudie's eyes, "En,"

Today, Ou Jinchuan is wearing a casual loose sweater with black and white stripes, paired with a pair of casual trousers, his temperament is elegant and noble.

It is very different from his usual image in that company. Now he is not as strict and high-ranking in the company.

Looking at Ou Jinchuan who was looking at the car in front, Mu Shudie's color darkened, and he had never had a chance to see him like this before.

The atmosphere of the three of them in the car was a little awkward because of Mu Shudi's presence, Song Qianyan coughed uncomfortably.

"Shudie, I asked you what you like to eat the other day and you didn't say anything. I prepared almost everything. When the time comes, what do you like to eat?"

Because there was one more person in the space, Mu Shudie's attitude was not as alienated as in the tea room, and he said lightly, "I'm not picky eaters,"

Then she turned her head to the window again, frowning slightly, she didn't like this kind of space very much, she felt suffocated but suppressed desperately.

"Then what is your favorite food?"

"a lot of,"

"What kind of vegetable do you think it is!"

"Carob,"

"Beans?"

"It's not often eaten abroad." Mu Shudish gritted his teeth as his hair was slightly moist.

At this moment, she really wanted to break Song Qianyan's neck so that she would stop chattering. It seemed that it was a wrong decision to come out with Song Qianyan.

But this way you can get close to Ou Jinchuan, only Ou Jinchuan next to Song Qianyan can get close.

Song Qianyan made a silent comparison in his heart and shook his head, no!Her favorite food is shiitake mushrooms, grilled shiitake mushrooms.

"Then what's your favorite meat?"

"Chicken breast, no oil,"

Song Qianyan was startled, she also likes to eat chicken breasts without oil.