you are sweeter than chocolate

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Mu Mian frowned slightly, "That's all?"

Ling Yueran laughed and said, "What the hell? You still want me to treat you to supper at night?"

She sighed amusedly, childish, walked towards the sofa, looked at the shirt that she splashed today, it felt good to the touch, slightly hard, with dried coffee stains on it, a few brown spots hardened on it, and it was still the same on the black clothes obvious.

"Understood, then I'll go first." She casually folded the clothes, Ling Yueran yawned, watched her go out, put down the chopsticks, and took out the documents on the table to read.

After getting off the Huanzhi Building, she went to the front desk to change a card. When she went out, she found that it was already dark, signaling the end of the day.

She took out her phone and checked the route to see if there was a bus.

"... 45 pass twelve stations, turn to 68, then turn to 115..." She put down her phone discouragedly, and it was probably past ten o'clock when she got home, no wonder it cost more than 200 to take a taxi in the morning.

On the platform of the bus station is a newly replaced background board, Xu Qi's beautiful and exquisite smile shines on it, Mu Mian looks at her and laughs, a little silly, "I'm so envious."

It took about two hours to get home from Huanzhi by bus. She dragged herself upstairs and calculated the time. She estimated that she would arrive at the bus stop at six o'clock in the morning and take the first stop, so that she could arrive before eight o'clock. There was still time on the way. May be stuck in traffic.

He fell asleep after washing in a hurry. Before going to sleep, he thought about whether he wanted to change houses. Tomorrow, he would ask how long Zhou Nan would stay in Huanzhi.

Sleeping in a daze, I feel as if I forgot to do something.

When she woke up in the morning, she looked at the crumpled shirt in her bag with a bitter face, "How did I forget this!"

Ling Yueran's angry expression immediately appeared in her mind, but she didn't have time to worry about it. She took her things and went out. The dry cleaners along the road were not open, so she had to go to Huanzhi before eight o'clock.

There were not so many people on the road in the early morning. She prayed all the way to avoid traffic jams. Maybe it was really effective, and the journey went smoothly.

She ran into Huanzhi, pressed the elevator to go upstairs, it was still yesterday's floor, and almost knocked over the breakfast in the hands of someone outside, Mu Mian calmed down, "Good morning."

Holding the soy milk in her hand, Zhang Lu looked at her in a daze, "Miss Mu? Good morning."

Mu Mian collected himself, "Is Mr. Ling there?"

"In the office, hey..." Before Zhang Lu finished speaking, Mu Mian ran to Ling Yueran's office with a brisk walk, and went in quickly. Zhang Lu stretched out her hand and continued, "Boss Ling is still sleeping..."

Mu Mian pushed open the door, took a sharp breath, patted his chest, looked up and was almost startled.

Ling Yueran's hair was messed up, wrapped in a quilt hastily and curled up on the stretched sofa, looking at her vigilantly and angrily, "What are you doing?"

Mu Mian looked embarrassed, neither went out nor came in, "That's eight o'clock."

"Can't you knock on the door?" She frowned, kicked the quilt angrily, Mu Mian said sorry, I didn't see it last time, this guy is still angry.

Ling Yueran raised his hands and scratched his hair, his expression still worried.

Zhang Lu knocked on the door and came in, "Boss Ling, your breakfast." As if she didn't see the embarrassment of the two of them, she asked Mu Mian, "Have Miss Mu eaten?"

"Eat...no." She answered honestly, Zhang Lu smiled and said, "We have a staff restaurant downstairs, Miss Mu can go downstairs and get my meal card to eat."

She handed over a card, and Mu Mian quickly took it, "Then I'll go eat first." She ran away as if fleeing.

Mu Mian grabbed the meal card and went downstairs, her heart beating extremely fast. It was the scene when she saw Ling Yueran get up from bed just now. The previous time, Ling Yueran got up first and slept well. Unlike this time, it was a bit cute.

Mu Mian snorted, he really was a brat.

But I'm also glad that Ling Yueran didn't kick her off the bed when she got up last time.

Mu Mian dawdled for a while before going up, knocked on the door this time, and Ling Yueran responded slowly, as soon as she entered, she saw Ling Yueran sitting on the sofa, eating with a bucket of potato chips.She glanced at her with resentful eyes.

"That... I took back your shirt yesterday and forgot to wash it. I'll give it to you tomorrow." She didn't know what to say, so she had to talk about the shirt to break the embarrassment.

She responded lightly, crunching her potato chips.

Mu Mian couldn't hold back, and glanced at her, this guy licked his fingers after eating potato chips, really childish.

"Take this and go to the recording studio on the [-]th floor. I'll go there after dinner." Ling Yueran finally got up, pushed down a few pieces of paper on the table, Mu Mian took it, nodded, and went out.

"I'm looking for you, Mr. Ling." A man led a few men who didn't know whether they were assistants or bodyguards in the stairwell, and his voice was a little shrill. It felt like he wanted to yell, but he couldn't lift it up.

Zhang Lu spoke kindly at the side, "Boss Ling doesn't have time right now, so you can tell me something."

Mu Mian thought for a while, but it was better not to worry too much, and got into the elevator.

There is only a large recording studio on the [-]th floor, and there is a rest room next to it, which is transparent to the recording studio glass.

She knocked on the door and entered the recording studio, the studio teacher got up and smiled at her, "Who are you?"

"I'm Mu Mian." She showed him the paper in her hand, and he frowned, not knowing what he was thinking, and hesitated for a while, "You should sit in the lounge first."

"Okay." Mu Mian had no objection, and went out into the rest room.

I didn’t notice it just now, but when I looked out from the glass of the lounge, I found that someone was already sitting in front of the microphone in the recording studio. A thin girl was auditioning the sound with earphones. Mu Mian frowned. Could it be that there is someone else in Ling Yueran today?

But after thinking about it, she felt that she was thinking too well. As a gold medal producer, Ling Yueran had too many people asking her out.

When Ling Yueran came over, Mu Mian was about to fall asleep looking at the manuscript. She made a lot of noise, and Mu Mian didn't close the door of the lounge, so she could hear it clearly.

"Go in." Ling Yueran said, Mu Mian got up, went out, and saw that the man who was making trouble below followed him, Ling Yueran let him into the recording studio.

Mu Mian looked at her, she also looked at her, did not speak, followed in together, Mu Mian thought about it, and followed in together.

The girl inside was singing, and when the door opened, Mu Mian could hear it clearly, she was startled, and looked at the manuscript in her hand, wasn't it this song?

"This song is not yours." Ling Yueran directly turned off the sound effects, went in and snatched her earphones, the girl was taken aback, "I'll try it out."

Only then did Mu Mian see the girl's appearance, she was very beautiful and petite, with fair skin and a sweet smile, Ling Yueran felt calm, "No need, let's go out." Her tone was calm, with an unquestionable command.

The girl's expression was slightly stiff, she jumped off the chair and left the recording studio to stand next to Mu Mian.

"Come here." Ling Yueran glanced at Mu Mian, who was taken aback for a moment, but just as she was about to step forward, she averted her eyes and looked at the man next to her.

The man became excited and ran over to sit down. Ling Yueran came over and sat down and put on the earphones. Mu Mian heard her exhale heavily.

Zhang Lu drove out the idlers, and Mu Mian sat beside the girl.

"Hello, are you Mu Mian?" The girl smiled at Mu Mian, and Mu Mian looked at her, feeling uncomfortable, but still stretched out her hand, "Hello."

"I'm Xiao Minglang, I've watched your live broadcast before."

Mu Mian sneered, "Thank you, I've seen yours too."

Ling Yueran sat in front of the debugging table, wearing earphones with a slightly condensed expression, completely different from her usual talking and laughing appearance, and Mu Mian could still feel her anger.

"Let's sing." She suddenly spoke into the microphone, and the person inside heard it immediately, and sat up straight after being startled.

Mu Mian looked at the man and was still thinking about his background, Xiao Minglang suddenly smiled and said: "He is also an anchor, don't you know him?"