Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 33 She went out of business to move bricks (33)

"Hello, Mu Junchen, I think we need to have a formal conversation..."

The more you memorize, the more stuttering you will be!
Depressed to death, the girl blew her bangs angrily, scratched her head in annoyance, a little regretful, she knew that she should write the lines on the palm of her hand, so that it would be convenient to read the cheat sheet if she forgot the words.

do not care!
Go!

Ruan You'an raised her hand with a face full of death, and knocked on the door.

The knock on the door was very clear in a quiet corridor.

Then she pushed open the door cautiously, poked her head in first, then half of her body, looked at the scene inside, caught off guard and stared at a few elite men in suits and leather shoes on the sofa.

The atmosphere is deadly.

Very dead.

The team who were still chattering closed their mouths at some point, and all stared at the figure at the door in unison.

They were talking about the joint planning this time, but who knew that a girl would suddenly come in!

Bai Jing fingered the door, revealing half of her figure. She was delicate and slender, wearing a white loose knitted vest with blue edges pinched, a round neck T-shirt, and a fluffy panda crossbody bag on her back. Thin waistline and fair skin.

He just barged in so stunned, with a high ponytail, soft and slightly curly hair, exquisite features, and clear eyes.

Ruan You'an rolled her eyes several times slowly, and met the man on the other side of the sofa.

Opposite the elites in suits and leather shoes, there was only one man sitting straight and thin. His slender fingers were flipping through documents. The lines from the phalanx to the wrist were sharp and clear.

Hearing the voice, he raised his eyes, looked at her, and casually threw the document in his hand on the coffee table, making a soft sound.

For Ruan You'an, it was a bit social.

"I'm sorry to disturb you!" Ruan You'an realized that they seemed to be in a meeting, bowed embarrassedly, and immediately backed out.

"Come in." After the deep voice fell, Mu Junchen casually said to those people, "You go out first."

Those elites came back to their senses with weird expressions, nodded to Mu Junchen, got up and walked out one after another, and smiled at Ruan You'an before leaving.

Ruan You'an also laughed back one by one, the villain in her heart was crying.

If she knew there were so many people, she would not have knocked on the door.

"What are you doing standing there stupidly?" Mu Juanchen looked lazily at the girl who was still standing there. She was well dressed, her eyes were naturally bright and pretty, so that there was a strange contrast, and her expression was a little dull. Like the round, stupid panda bag she was carrying.

Ruan Youan let out an oh, walked over slowly, and sat opposite Mu Junchen.

Four eyes facing each other.

"..."

- It's over.

She forgot the words! !
Ruan You'an felt as if his head was being hit by five thunderbolts, sweaty palms in panic, trying to recall the lines he had been chanting along the way.

'Hello, Mu Junchen. '

No no no, be polite.

'Hello, Mr. Mu, I have some small thoughts about our engagement. '

No way, this is too straightforward, so be more tactful.

'That's right, I've seriously thought about our issues for a long time along the way, and I sincerely hope to be with you...'

How about that?How about it! !

Seeing that the girl hadn't spoken for a long time, Mu Junchen's expression changed, and she rubbed her cuff buttons with her fingertips. Just as she was about to say something, Ruan You'an suddenly yelled aggressively: "Mu Junchen! You Listen to me!"

"..."

It's fine to call him, but what's the matter with the expression on the enemy's face?

"Have I been listening to the air all this time?" Mu Junchen stared at her expressionlessly.

Ruan You'an didn't expect that she couldn't take back the words she yelled in a hurry, so she could only bite the bullet and continue to answer, coughed, and accused in a low voice: "Your attitude is not correct at all."

"Go ahead." Mu Juanchen snorted, leaned back, his tie was meticulous, his suit and shirt collar matched each other, and he had the cold-blooded dignity of a rich man.

"Actually, I can understand you." Ruan You'an decided to use emotion to reason, with a sincere look on his face.

"...What do you understand about me?"

"We are all people dominated by the elders. This marriage contract was not in your and my wishes. I know it. You don't need to say it."

Mu Junchen's movements stopped at a certain moment, like a sculpture in an exhibition, it took him a long time to react, he looked at Ruan You'an steadfastly, the shadow cast by his eyelashes fell into his eyes, the color of his eyes was dark and unclear, There was no trace of warmth in the voice: "What do you mean?"

Ruan You'an was inexplicably startled, and paused for a few seconds: "This engagement is not suitable."

Mu Junchen laughed suddenly, the ending was low and soft, scattered in the air without leaving the slightest trace.

"Where it doesn't fit."

"You see, you're my black fan. It's hard for you to be with me." Ruan You'an thought for a while, and said to him with her fingers, "And our engagement shouldn't be voluntary, right? Neither Emotional, even if you get married, it won't last long..."

The girl's voice is thin and soft, it's a nice kind, like sugar.

Mu Juanchen suddenly interrupted her with a flat tone.

"It's voluntary."

"Ah?" Ruan You'an subconsciously looked at him, a little confused.

Mu Juanchen looked at her, sitting solemnly without expression, and repeated word by word: "I do it voluntarily."

voluntary what?
Volunteer to be engaged to her?

How could Ruan You'an have expected that Mu Junchen would say such a thing, and her thoughts that had finally been cleared up became messed up again, and she pointed at herself and then at Mu Junchen in disbelief, falling into a confused system of words: "You...I, I...you?"

"You haven't tried it, how do you know it won't last long?"

The office is bright and bright, and there is prosperity outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. He is the one who has strategized in business and won many contracts with ruthless means, but at this moment he is talking to a little girl, with thin lips and a hoarse voice.

"What is this all about?" The girl's cat pupils are very round, the end of her eyes is charming, her eyes are clear, like crystal grapes, black and clear, and she looks round and round, "You are my black fan! Black fans and the real master!"

"Is it because of this?" Mu Juanchen's fingers hanging by his side were bluish and white, and then slightly loosened. He raised his hand and pulled off his tie, so that he could breathe, "I'm not you now. Black powder."

"what?"

"You said before that one day, I would be willing to be your true fan. I love you so much..." Mu Juanchen frowned. It was hard to say those words, but he still spit out every word. , bluntly, "I love you so much that I can't extricate myself, I'm crazy about you..."

(End of this chapter)