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On Whitehall Road, adjacent to No. 11 Downing Street, is a Victorian luxury hotel. It not only has two world-class restaurants, but also has a five-star flagship spa center of ESPA.

Ruan Mu stepped on ten centimeter high heels, just walked through the huge hall, and walked near the service desk, when he accidentally saw a familiar figure.

The woman was wearing a light-colored overcoat and a sleeveless slim skirt, and her smooth black hair was pulled back carefully, in a consistent simple and elegant style.

"Please fill in this form, we also have services such as physical therapy rooms, private spa suites, ice springs, private sleeping cabins..." The waitress was explaining something to her.

"Okay, thank you."

Ruan Mu walked slowly to Jing Han's side, and before he said anything, his gaze seemed to realize something, and he looked over.

Jing Han was a little surprised, why did she meet Ruan Mu here, "..." The moment her eyes met, she vaguely felt the slight change in Ruan Mu's eyes, as if she hadn't known whether it was a reconciliation since that conversation. , Ruan Mu is not as enthusiastic about her as before.

A Christmas holiday is almost over, and she didn't intend to pursue the other party's forced kissing of her, so why did Ruan Mu still want to continue to quarrel with her?

"..."

Jing Han nodded politely at her, not expecting any response.

But Ruan Mu looked down at the book she was putting on her hand, and suddenly asked inexplicably, "Jing Han, do you have to work so hard?" Ruan Mu pursed his thin lips, "Why do you still bring your clothes when you come out to the spa?" Are you banking?"

Jing Han didn't expect Ruan Mu's first sentence to be like this, she was a little surprised, but then she was dispelled by the natural conversation.

"No,"

She paused when she was about to pick up the pen, and her tone softened a little, "I just went to listen to Joshuapearl's speech, and I brought it here."

As soon as these words were spoken, Ruan Mu frowned.

"So you went to listen to the speech by yourself again, and didn't call me?" Ruan Mu looked straight at Jing Han, as if a little angry again, "Jing Han, are you going to treat me like this forever?" Light the desktop.

"..."

Ruan Mu's words made Jing Han frown.

It is true that when he first joined ubs, although Jing Han always thought that Ruan Mu was a strange person, and his habit of attracting bees and butterflies was also annoying, but he had to admit that Ruan Mu was really serious about his work.

So no matter how tired she is of Ruan Mu's entanglement, she will still read the books that Ruan Mu recommends to her every time, and occasionally go to UCL or lse with her to listen to some speeches.

But that was all in the past, as if it hadn't been done since she came back.

As for the reason, both Ruan Mu and she knew it all.

She didn't understand what Ruan Mu was still asking herself at this point.Taking a step back, even if you don't calculate those things, the relationship between the two of them has become like this in the past few days, no matter what, it is impossible for her to go and coax Ruan Mu.

What did Ruan Mu think of them, and must he be responsible for her?

"..."

"Weren't we arguing a few days ago?"

Jing Han originally wanted to deal with it coldly, but a few days ago, Ruan Mu's fierce reaction left a deep impression on her, so she tactfully made a concession, "If you really mind, I will inform you next time you."

Ruan Mu was not too moved by her words, instead he pursed the corners of his bright red lips, "..."

……

"Excuse me, do you all want to go to spa?"

Seeing that they had stopped talking, the waiter at the front desk politely interrupted, "If you both know each other, would you mind arranging them in the same room?"

Before Jing Han could react, Ruan Mu said directly, "I mind, please separate."

"..."

Jing Han looked at Ruan Mu with a frown, the man looked very serious, could it be that the anger is really not over yet.

"Separate?"

The waiter confirmed it again, then lowered his head and prepared to take out another form, "Wait a minute..."

The atmosphere is still so stiff.

Jing Han sighed inwardly, and finally compromised when the form was handed to Ruan Mu, she smiled faintly at the waiter, "I don't mind, please arrange it together."

As if knowing that Ruan Mu would not refuse twice in a row, she asked softly, "Can I go?"

Ruan Mu really didn't say anything more.

……

In the room decorated with black marble, there are only two white reclining chairs, and a section of the wall is decorated with built-in flames, which makes people feel a little hot just looking at it.

Ruan Mu had already taken off her short skirt, and her whole body was only wrapped in a towel.

Speaking of which, the reason why she had been arguing with Jing Han for so long was because she was enraged by that woman.

Ruan Mu promised Jing Han not to use mind reading techniques on her, and she did.Thinking about it now, the time of this promise alone far exceeds the time of any previous relationship of hers.

But the person she promised was Jing Han, but she didn't promise not to use it for other people.

Before the quarrel that day, Ruan Mu had an appointment with Jing Yang in private, and asked about what happened to Jing Han three years after returning to China. Although Jing Yang already knew her thoughts and was very reluctant to answer, it didn't matter whether she answered or not. , Ruan Mu read it directly... That was a surprising result.

During those three years, Jing Han almost got married?

Ruan Mu didn't know what she was angry about. It was Jing Han's own choice to insist on celibacy, and it was Jing Han's own choice to marry without love. In the end, she couldn't bear the pressure around her and returned to London was also her own choice.

So what is she angry about?

After knowing this fact, Ruan Mu thought he would be disappointed by Jing Han's compromise, and eventually lost interest in her.

But it wasn't like this at all, but she couldn't bear it more and more, why did that woman choose herself among so many choices, could she be worse than a marriage without love?

……

When Jing Han came in, her soft black hair was rarely removed, because only the key parts were wrapped in towels, her slender legs and shoulders were exposed, and she looked a little different from usual sexy.

Ruan Mu leaned on the soft chair and looked at her, but his eyes moved away the moment they touched her body, "..."

Jing Han frowned, as if Ruan Mu's reaction was really a bit strange.

I remember that before, they met by chance in the swimming pool of the hotel. At that time, Ruan Mu looked at her and wanted to eat her. Jing Han didn't like her like that, and she never went to that hotel again.

But to be honest, she also doesn't like the way Ruan Mu is silent now.

She didn't understand that she had given in so much, what on earth was that woman thinking.

……

Two dark-skinned masseuses pushed the door in, finally breaking the silence between them.

"..."

Ruan Mu closed her eyes slightly, the masseur applied essential oil on her legs, and pressed them gently.If you are not happy, you are not happy, but Ruan Muxin is quite honest, but Jing Han's long white legs and delicate collarbone keep appearing in her mind.

Just thinking about it made her feel a little unbearable.

"...please turn around and get down on the ground"

Ruan Mu stabilized his mind, sat up from the soft chair, and was about to untie his towel, "..." She subconsciously raised her eyes to the side, and the beautiful curve of Jing Han's back immediately came into view.

I saw the thin arm pressing the towel on the chest. Although it was not real, the side could be vaguely seen at the moment of bending over.

Ruan Mu gasped.

She tried to tell herself repeatedly that she couldn't go on like this, but after all these years of thinking about it, the fact that Jing Han was lying naked next to her was enough to torture her.

It's the first time in three years that I can still make my heart itch like this, there is really no one else except Jing Han.

at this time.

"Um……"

But there was a soft muffled hum from the side, and the masseur quickly relaxed his movements, "Sorry, I'll be gentle." "Yes," Jing Han frowned in pain.

"what happened to you?"

Ruan Mu glanced at her lower back, and couldn't help asking, "Does your back hurt?"

Ruan Mu's concerned tone made Jing Han feel better, "Well, the lumbar muscles are strained." The pain still lingered on the skin, and she frowned and added, "I was tired in those three years in China."

This is the first time Jing Han is willing to mention the transfer period.

Is this a slow compromise to myself?

Ruan Mu didn't know, and she didn't know when she would impress this woman, "..." Ruan Mu looked straight at Jing Han's exquisite profile for a long time, and then asked suddenly, "Do you still like this job now? "

Jing Han was startled, she didn't expect Ruan Mu to ask such a question.

It seems that three years ago, when I was still in UBS, there was a case of working overtime every day for several months. One night, Ruan Mu met her in the tea room.

And Ruan Mu rested there with her, neither of them spoke, "..." Finally, when she proposed to go back to work, Ruan Mu suddenly stopped her, "Don't go back, talk to me about why you want to go back to work." Is it okay to be an investment bank?"

Thoughts drifted back.

"I have no idea,"

Jing Han replied softly, "I probably like it, I don't know." The question Ruan Mu asked three years ago, she now gave a different answer.

"I'm a little tired now."

For some reason, Jing Han felt a little heavy in her heart, "I don't know if it's my problem or the problem of the surrounding environment." Perhaps only when talking about life in a serious manner can the emotions return to the time when they occasionally get along peacefully.

"But if this enthusiasm is exhausted, I don't know what to do with myself."

Perhaps because of that belated friendliness, she seemed to slowly let go of her defenses.

"If you don't like it, don't hold on."

Ruan Mu looked at her with a rare serious expression in his eyes, "You can do whatever you want, but don't do things you don't like."

"..."

The two looked at each other, as if those quarrels were melted into the bottom of their hearts in an instant.

Jing Han pursed her thin lips, and finally said two words, "Thank you."