After walking into the wrong room, the president tried to mess with me every night

Mu Qingtong returned to the apartment.

The light in the corridor turned on, and she saw clearly the figure sitting motionless by the door.

Mu Qingtong frowned, ignored the other party, opened the door and walked in.

The moment she was about to close the door, Xie Xingchen called out: "Sister."

Mu Qingtong didn't want to pay attention to him, but he was sitting on the ground with a plaster on his left leg, looking a little pitiful.

Feeling soft for a moment, he still asked: "What are you here for?"

"Sister, I can't stand up, can you help me?"

Mu Qingtong frowned and stood motionless with his arms crossed, "Call your family over."

"Don't." Xie Xingchen looked at her pleadingly, "I finally deceived my mother, and it took a lot of hard work to get here."

"What are you doing here?" Mu Qingtong said expressionlessly, "Go back!"

"I just came to see you." Xie Xingchen's voice was low, and he felt a little sad when he listened carefully, "Sister, I miss you."

Even though he knew they had no future, Xie Xingchen couldn't help it.

The days he was hospitalized...no, the days he was separated, there was not a day when he didn't miss Mu Qingtong.

But Mu Qingtong refused to see him or reply to his messages.

He felt like he was going crazy.

"Now that I've finished reading, let's go."

Mu Qingtong could hold it up and put it down, and her head would not get hot just because of the little wolf dog's soft words. She quickly took out her mobile phone and said, "What's Mrs. Xie's phone number? I'll call it for you."

Seeing that Mu Qingtong was not getting enough, Xie Xingchen became anxious and tried to stand up by holding on to the wall, but fell down halfway.

He probably fell on the injured leg again, and his entire facial expression was a bit ferocious.

But he remained silent and tried to stand up again.

Mu Qingtong looked at his pale face, but still felt soft, and went over to help him stand up.

Facts have proven that distressing a man can bring him bad luck.

Xie Xingchen stood up and entered the apartment using the strength of her shoulder.

Sitting on the soft sofa, Xie Xingchen looked at the familiar furnishings and recalled the time when he and Mu Qingtong were in love, thinking that he had pressed Mu Qingtong on this sofa several times...

At that time, he said over and over again in her ear: "Sister, I love you..."

Xie Xingchen's eyes grew hot for no reason.

He could no longer hold his goddess or kiss her passionately.

Mu Qingtong poured him a glass of warm water and said in a businesslike tone, "Are you going to contact your family to pick you up? Or should I check your family's phone number?"

Xie Xingchen whispered: "Sister, don't be so cruel to me. I just want to stay here for a while."

Mu Qingtong frowned and said nothing.

Xie Xingchen was silent for a few seconds and suddenly asked: "Did sister delete my fingerprints?"

When he just came over, he found that his fingerprints could not open the door, and he felt a strong sense of loss.

"I'm not used to keeping anything from my ex." Mu Qingtong said in a cold tone, "Sorry, I'm not very nostalgic."

Xie Xingchen asked sadly: "If you don't miss the past, will you find a new boyfriend soon?"

Mu Qingtong finally looked at him and said seriously: "It shouldn't be as fast as your wedding day."

Xie Xingchen felt as if he had been slapped with a sap, and his fingertips were trembling with pain, "You know everything?"

"Yes." Mu Qingtong admitted generously, "In Jinghai City, I want to check a Xie family. It is very easy."

But for the Fu family, she was very sure that the Mu family could not afford to offend them.

Don't even want to offend.

"So brother, before the Fu family is aware of the existence of my ex, you have to adjust yourself in time."

"I can't do it." Xie Xingchen's voice was hoarse, "Sister, I miss you every day."

"Xie Xingchen, can you behave like a man?" Mu Qingtong suddenly became a little irritated, "You want to give up on this relationship, and now you are crying and crying about your mother-in-law, what do you think?"

Xie Xingchen didn't expect Mu Qingtong to be so cold, and his eyes turned red.

Perhaps an illness or injury makes a person more sensitive/vulnerable than usual.

Xie Xingchen felt that he couldn't hold on any longer.

The daughter of the Fu family didn't want to see him at all. Whenever she saw him, she would sneer or yell out of control.

Xie Xingchen was exhausted mentally and physically, and just wanted to escape to a safe haven where he could rest temporarily.

But his goddess sister is not his safe haven either.

Mu Qingtong couldn't stand it when he saw his red eyes, but knowing that he wanted to marry another woman, she couldn't get entangled with him.

This is her bottom line and principle.

She hardened her heart and said, "Although I am older, I am not your mother. If you want to cry, go back and cry to your mother."

Mu Qingtong has already said this, no matter how thick-skinned Xie Xingchen is, he can't rely on it anymore.

He picked up the water glass, took a sip, and asked cautiously: "Sister, can I take this glass with me?"

This was the water cup Mu Qingtong bought specially for him when he checked into the apartment, saying it was for Xie Xingchen's exclusive use.

Mu Qingtong responded without any reaction, "Okay."

"Then I'm leaving, take care of yourself."

Xie Xingchen walked out slowly, holding a water glass in one hand and a cane in the other.

It wasn't until his figure disappeared that Mu Qingtong slowly turned his head and looked over.

She closed the door, exhaled heavily, took out her notebook, and started a meeting with her assistant.

start working.

She is the head of the Mu family, and she has to deal with a lot of things in the company. Let's put all these small loves aside!

Mu Qingtong returned to his normal work rhythm, which was no different from before he met Xie Xingchen last year. I have been traveling abroad for more than half of a month, and only come back to China once in a while.

Xie Xingchen has had his plaster removed and can pick up the basketball and play again.

He dribbled the ball flexibly, but his teammates knew that he had an injury on his leg, and they all tacitly let him go, fearing that he would be injured again.

Xie Xingchen shouted irritably, "What are you doing? If you don't grab the ball, what are you playing for?"

Zhou Zi advised him worriedly, "Xingchen, your plaster has only been removed not long ago. You should listen to the doctor and take a good rest. Don't get into trouble by then, or you will regret it for the rest of your life."

"It's okay if something goes wrong." Xie Xingchen thought of the unfortunate daughter lying on the hospital bed who refused to cooperate with the treatment, and also thought of Mu Qingtong's cold and heartless face.

He suddenly hit the ball hard on the ground and sat down on the ground.

"Anyway, my sister won't care. Even if I'm disabled and lying in bed for the rest of my life, she won't look at me again."

Everyone looked at each other.

Zhou Zigang was about to reach out and pat him on the shoulder to express comfort.

Xie Xingchen suddenly started crying without warning.

"Sister, she has given up on me. She no longer loves me! I took the initiative to break up, but she will never give me another chance..."

The boy in his early twenties was crying loudly, as sad as a child who couldn't find a home.

Zhou Zi originally wanted to laugh at him, but when he saw him crying like this, he felt a little sad for some reason and tried to persuade him with a choked voice.

"It's okay, it's just a woman. You are so handsome, it will be easy to find another one."

Others also tried to persuade me.

It was okay not to persuade him, but he cried even more miserably after he was persuaded.