said don't mess with me

【Seven years later】

The March warbler flies and the grass grows.

Mucha, who has finally finished his work on a project, has a rare break, clamoring to go on a spring outing on a whim.

Han Qing couldn't help it, so he spared the weekend to accompany her to the southern suburbs where there were relatively few people to see the lakes and mountains.

After passing a rose field grown in a greenhouse, Mucha excitedly asked Han Qingshi to stop.

Han Qing was inexplicable, "It's not here yet."

"I know." Mucha had already unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car.

Han Qing had no choice but to get out of the car with Mu Xia.

After a while, she regretted it.

"Ah Shi, go and steal one for me." Mucha grabbed a gap in the shed and looked in.

Every cell in Han Qingshi's body was rejecting Mu Xia's absurd idea, "I can afford as much as you want, why steal it?"

"Stolen incense." Mu Xia turned around and shook Han Qingshi's wrist with two paws, "Please."

Han Qingshi firmly refused, "I won't go, it's too embarrassing."

Mu Xia put away his flattering expression, and let go of Han Qingshi's wrist, "Really not going?"

Han Qingshi, "...go."

After a few minutes of mental construction, Mr. Han, who spends money without blinking an eye, entered the greenhouse under the excited gaze of his girlfriend.

Han Qingshi lived to be nearly forty years old, and he had never done anything sneaky, so he couldn't get rid of that face at all.

At this moment, even though I knew it was stealing in my heart, I still stood upright, without any consciousness of stealing.

"Ah Shi, the waist is slack! The waist is slouch!" Mu Xia looked at Han Qing swaggeringly, and walked around in a hurry outside.

When Han Qing heard it, he pretended not to hear it, and walked towards the flower that Mu Xia had just spotted just now, just like the GN boss patrolling.

"Crack!" As soon as it was broken, and before it was completely pulled off, an uncle suddenly ran in from the door, holding a pair of oversized scissors, and shouted at Han Qing, "I have been watching you for a long time in the surveillance, immediately put down the evidence, and show me the evidence. Hands up!" Hearing the skilled tone, he knew that he was often doing things to catch people.

When Han Qing was caught, his already ugly expression suddenly turned black.

Why on earth did she come to do such stupid things under the threat of Mucha?

Outside, Mu Xia became anxious when he saw this, he quickly got into the car and fished out his mobile phone, ready to redeem him with money.

The closer you walked, the slower your pace, and you were completely discouraged before going in.

This uncle's swearing tone is too fierce...

"Seeing how well you are dressed, why don't you do any personnel work?"

"What's wrong with learning with hands and feet? Stealing from others?"

"Is the stolen thing so fragrant?"

"How much will it cost you to buy one?"

"..."

Mu Xia was lying at the door, clearly seeing that Han Qing's expression was getting worse at a speed visible to the naked eye, and when the uncle threw out the sentence, "If you don't have money, don't pretend to be romantic!", Han Qing's face was completely cold.

Mu Xia was sure that Han Qingshi was on the verge of eruption, but if the uncle said one more word, she would transform into the boss of GN, so that the uncle could deeply understand what is the lore of eyes and momentum.

However, the uncle seemed to have figured it out. After saying this, he immediately started to cry, holding the roses still hanging on the branches, "Is it easy for me to start a business? I get up early and work late every day, just waiting for the flowering period a few times a year." , Who would have thought that the money was not sold, and the thieves were thinking about it all day long..."

That rough voice, the penetrating voice.

Mucha's scalp felt numb even outside the door, not to mention that Han Qingshi was right in front of him, that feeling was so sour.

Han Qing closed his eyes hard, could not bear it anymore, and continued to bear it, forcing himself to calmly say: "How many acres does this piece of roses have?"

The uncle immediately stopped crying, stood up and said, "Ten mu."

Han Qingshi, "I bought them all, and I will send 8 flowers to this address before 3000:[-] tomorrow morning."

Han Qingshi took out a business card from his pocket.

He paused before handing it out and tore off his name and contact information.

The uncle took the business card with a look of disbelief, "Do you really want to buy them all?"

Han Qingshi didn't want to waste a second on this topic, so he asked bluntly, "Not for sale?"

"Sell, sell, sell, of course!" The uncle said hurriedly, "But you have to pay a 70.00% deposit first."

Han Qingshi, "I'll pay in one lump sum." After the flowers are delivered to GN, the final payment will be made, and her face will be unnecessary.

While talking, Han Qing went to get his cell phone, and when he touched the empty pocket, his face froze, and for the first time in his life, he had the urge to curse.

Not far away, Mu Xia rushed out when he saw this, bowed his waist, and handed out Han Qingshi's cell phone with both hands.

Han Qingshi took it with a sneer, and scanned the QR code to pay.

Half an hour later, Han Qingshi was sent out of the rose garden by the uncle with a smile, still holding the rose that she failed to steal, and now it has been packaged gorgeously and exquisitely by the uncle, with a pleasing appearance.

Mu Xia followed silently, not daring to touch Han Qing's bad luck at all.

It was like this throughout the spring outing.

No matter how Ren Mucha probed openly and secretly, Han Qingshi remained unmoved. Even making out at night was like skating in the sun, it was cold and hot, and the taste was extremely unforgettable.

The next morning when he went to work, Mucha was in a state of panic.

When they arrived at the company, Mucha used to take the same elevator upstairs with Han Qingshi.

No, the elevator stopped on the first floor.

The door opened, and Zhao Jiahui stood outside the door, greeting Han Qingshi respectfully, "President Han."

Han Qingshi gave a faint 'hmm' and said to her, "I'll take it away."

Zhao Jiahui, "Yes." Then she bowed to Mu Xia and said, "Mu Gong, this way please."

Mucha, "???" What are you going to do?

Not long after, Mucha despaired.

There are 3000 roses piled up behind her, but only one belongs to her. That's fine. The point is that she needs to send the other 2999 roses to every female employee in person, wishing them a happy '3.8 Goddess' Day'.

"Mu Gong, why did you offend Boss Han?" Seeing that Mu Xia was so tired, Zhao Jiahui couldn't help asking her.

Mu Xia was about to cry, "Yesterday I urged her to steal flowers, but the boss of Huatian caught me right away."

Zhao Jiahui, "..." No wonder she felt the flower was hot.

After Mu Xia sent out the flowers, it was already past working hours, so she rushed upstairs to preside over the morning meeting and devoted herself to a busy day's work.

During the lunch break, Mu Xia finally had some free time, and quietly inquired about the news from Zhao Jiahui: [Sister Jiahui, is Mr. Han in the office now? 】

Zhao Jiahui received Mu Xia's WeChat, looked up at the closed door of Han Qingshi's office, and thought to herself, why are there really troubles?Boss Han asked her if he wanted to know about Mu Gong's situation, and Mu Gong also asked her if he wanted to know about Boss Han's situation.

After pondering for a moment, Zhao Jiahui answered truthfully: [Yes, I didn't eat much for lunch. 】

Mucha: [crying, crying, crying]

Zhao Jiahui had one head and two big ones, so it's not appropriate to comfort her, and it's not appropriate to comfort her, so she had no choice but to bite the bullet and say: [Why don't you come up to coax? 】

Mucha: [I dare not cry quickly]

Zhao Jiahui, "..." So, what can she do?

Zhao Jiahui exhaled exhaustedly, and continued to circle around: [Isn't there a little flower left in the morning?It's left in the logistics, and I will let the logistics know and let you go over and pick something.As the saying goes, if you reach out and don't hit the smiling face, when you come, the flowers will also come, Mr. Han will not be cruel to drive you out, what do you think? 】

Mucha touched it for a while, then wavered: 【Really? 】

Zhao Jiahui can't guarantee that, who knows if "chasing after me" is a little fun between human beings and wives.

In the end, Mu Xia followed Zhao Jiahui's suggestion, went to the logistics to pick a large bunch of flowers, and sneaked upstairs to find Han Qingshi.

The door knocked open, and there was no one there.

Mucha poked his head and looked inside strangely.

His gaze drifted to the window, and he bumped into Han Qing who was leaning against the glass wall.

Mu Xia felt guilty for a while, and subconsciously retreated, not wanting to get her neck stuck in the door, which made her groan in pain.

Han Qingshi tightened his slack posture, straightened up quickly, walked over, and carried Mu Xia inside.

"You can get yourself stuck in any door, Mu Xia, why do you think of ways to impress me every day?" Han Qing said with a cold face and a scary tone.

Mu Xia leaned close to the wall with his body and flowers, and said pitifully, "I'm afraid you're still angry. You're in a hurry." As he spoke, he tentatively leaned his head into Han Qingshi's arms.

Han Qing looked down at her and didn't look away.

Seeing a rose leaf entangled in her hair, her eyes dizzy with a smile, and said softly: "I haven't said anything for a long time at work, I thought your conscience was all fed to the dog."

Mucha shook his head immediately, "The one who feeds the dog is the half for others, and the half for you is well protected."

"Really?" Han Qing held back his smile, "What's the best way?"

Mucha quickly brought the bouquet behind her back to Han Qingshi, and said without conscience: "I have specially hidden it for you, 38 flowers. Happy Goddess' Day."

Han Qing didn't pick it up, put one hand in his pocket, stood upright and bowed slightly, pulled off a petal and put it in his palm to observe for a while, then raised his hand, and blew gently on his palm, the petal hit Mu Xia's upturned nose, frightened She was startled, and instinctively shrank back. No matter how cute she looked, she didn't look like a project manager who was promoted to a senior engineer in her late thirties at all.

When the petals fluttered and fell into the bouquet, Han Qing turned around and walked gracefully towards the desk.

Mucha hugged the flower, her mind was turning back and forth, wondering if she should follow.

After hesitating for a moment, Mucha decided to act first, and ran over in a big stride.

As soon as Han Qing sat down, she immediately stuffed the flowers into her arms, and said loudly: "You have already received the flowers, so you can't be angry anymore. When you go home at night, you must talk to me carefully and hug me to sleep. In the morning Get up and want to kiss me, you can't turn your back on me without saying a word."

Han Qingshi held the flowers with a calm expression, "Buy and sell by force?"

When Mu Xia heard Han Qing's tone, his heart suddenly tripped.

After a moment of silence, she skillfully sat on Han Qingshi's lap and acted coquettishly with her, "It's obviously a combination of soft and hard. Don't be angry, I will never persuade you to steal again, ah, no, I will never encourage you to go to the side of the road again Cauliflower, where wild flowers have the fragrance of home flowers, right? If you don’t believe me, you can smell it.”

As Mu Xia spoke, he approached Han Qingshi.

Naturally, Han Qing would not refuse the little daughter-in-law who offered to deliver it to her door, so he buried his head in her neck and took a slow breath.

In an instant, Han Qingshi's breath was filled with a familiar smell.

There is Mu Xia's unique fragrance, as well as the fragrance of Han Qingshi's own perfume.

This fragrance has been 'borrowed' by Mu Xia for a long time, and it fits like it was specially selected for her - mature, calm, capable, very similar to the manager Mu who becomes a strong woman once she enters the working state .

Han Qingshi suddenly felt emotional.

Over the years, Mucha has been doing better and better in the R&D center, from a junior engineer to a senior engineer, it only took less than 5 years.

At the end of last year, because of two large projects, he was exceptionally promoted to project manager.

It won't take many years for her to be promoted to department manager, or even chief engineer or technical director, and she will shine in her field of expertise.

Recalling carefully, Han Qingshi couldn't remember when Mu Xia began to wear professional attire, and could skillfully put on makeup even while sitting in a bumpy car.

She is always refreshing, and fell in love with her favorite perfume, saying that smelling it is like seeing her, no matter how difficult the project is, no matter how big the occasion is, she can confidently handle it.

In fact, she has already gained that confidence by her own ability, and it has nothing to do with whether she is by her side or not.

Han Qingshi always knew that Mu Xia was excellent, she really came to GN, came to her side, and chased him so fast step by step, she suddenly discovered that Mu Xia's excellence has its own halo, sometimes so bright that it makes her feel proud .

Han Qing raised his head, did not leave Mu Xia, but rested his chin on her shoulder, and called her, "Manager Mu," just like the dozens of programmers under her.

Mucha felt embarrassed, twisted his body and approached Han Qing, and said awkwardly, "Don't call me that, it's strange."

"Strange? How did I hear that you have become more and more like a technical expert outside these few years?" Han Qing joked, seeing the flowers in his arms from the corner of his eyes, and remembering what happened to him yesterday, his attitude changed, and he tried hard Wrapping Mu Xia's waist, he said, "You can still torment me so much in private, do I owe you?"

Mu Xia's waist tightened, and he sat up straight for a moment, "All you meet outside are outsiders, so you must pretend to be serious in front of outsiders."

"What about me?" Han Qing asked back.

Mucha said without thinking, "You are a wife."

Han Qing smiled lightly, "Slick tongue. Go out, I'll be upset when I see you."

When Mu Xia heard this, he hugged Han Qing quickly, and said with a mournful face, "I'm going to have a meeting with Mr. Wang in the afternoon, and the great gods are gathered. Do you really have the heart to see me go with a stomach full of anxiety? It would be embarrassing if I said the wrong thing." .”

"Is it my people who are ashamed? Why can't I bear it?" Han Qing deliberately provoked Mu Xia.

Mu Xia's mind was spinning fast, "I am your person, I am ashamed, and you must be ashamed too."

Han Qing glanced at her from the side of his head, and felt that this made sense, "Get up," she said.

Mucha hugged tightly, "I'm sorry."

"Don't ask for that flower either."

"Huh???" Mucha wondered, "What kind of flower?"

Han Qingshi slid forward with the chair, turned sideways and took out a beautifully packaged rose from the drawer, and handed it to Mucha.

Mucha caught it with both hands in surprise, "Isn't this the one you stole yesterday?"

Han Qingshi was very against the word 'steal', but it made Mu Xia happy, and she didn't mind playing around with her occasionally.

"Do you like it?" Han Qing asked.

Mucha nodded heavily, "I like it, I like it so much."

Han Qing raised his eyes, looked at the delicate makeup on Mu Xia's face, and his increasingly mature eyebrows, and said with a smile, "Happy holidays, my little goddess."

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