Systematic Director’s Tender Love

"Ok!"

Leng Kun had no choice but to pull the car over and stop.

Mu Yichen watched as Zhao Donghan put a man into the taxi. After watching the taxi leave, she turned around and walked in the other direction.

Who is this man? Why would you be with her and still look so familiar?

Did the two meet by chance, or did they make an appointment in advance?

As soon as he left, she was anxious to find a man for a tryst?

Looking at Zhao Donghan's back, Mu Yichen made up a lot of indescribable content.

The sound of horns behind him kept coming and going, Mu Yichen seemed to have not heard him, maintaining the same posture as before.

"Master!"

Leng Kun reminded him that he didn't understand why the young master suddenly let him stop.

It was not until Zhao Donghan turned a corner and the slender figure disappeared that Mu Yichen retracted his sight, leaned his body to the back seat, and said in a dull voice:

"Drive!"

For some reason, Leng Kun suddenly felt that the temperature around him had become lower, and subconsciously wrapped up his coat.

It's strange that the wind is still sunny just now, why is it suddenly windy?

In the next journey, Mu Yichen never spoke again. After a while, the car drove into the Mu's villa. Steward Zhou led four servants standing at the door with their heads bowed to welcome the master's return.

The car drove into the garage and stopped. A servant opened the door for him, and Mr. Zhou ran all the way to greet him:

"Master, you are back, you have worked **** the road!"

"Well, where did Zhao Donghan go?"

Mu Yichen took off his seat belt and stepped out of the car.

Unexpectedly, the first sentence of his young master's return would ask about Zhao Donghan's whereabouts. Steward Zhou was taken aback for a moment, and then replied:

"Sorry, I don't know. Since you haven't told her to go out during the day, I didn't ask.

If necessary, I can send someone to follow Miss Zhao in the future so that you can keep track of her whereabouts. "

"No! After she returns to the villa, I don't have to tell her about my return, I want to give her a ‘surprise’!"

The last two words were deliberately prolonged, coupled with his cold and gloomy expression at the moment, making everyone around him feel a horror, and he couldn't help but sweat Zhao Donghan.

Zhao Donghan had already returned the car she drove to the Zhao family. She didn't want to use the car in Mu Yichen's villa, so she didn't drive when she went out.

After talking with Wu Yan, she first took a taxi for Wu Yan, who was weak. After watching the taxi leave, she took out her mobile phone and sent a text message to her sister:

Sister, I saw Brother Wu today. I want to talk to you in detail about some things about him. Please call me back when it is convenient.

After sending the message, she waited for a while, and did not receive a reply, so she put the phone in her pocket and walked towards the bustling area.

Although Mu Yichen's villa was luxurious and the servants took good care of her, she was embarrassed after all, so she didn't feel comfortable in it.

For her, there is nothing more than a cage with gorgeous decorations, and there is really no sense of security.

Don't want to go back so early, so Zhao Donghan went shopping.

She didn't have much money, so she didn't buy anything. Just walking in this way, she felt very relaxed and happy.

There was a musical instrument store in front, and she couldn't help but push the door and walk in. When I walked to a black piano, I raised my hand and gently touched the keys, and a few scattered syllables flowed from my fingertips.

Since childhood, Zhao Donghan has been very interested in literature and art. He is not only good at singing and dancing, but also likes to imitate the performances of actors in TV dramas.

After entering junior high school, she was a member of the art committee of the class. Every year at the festival, she would lead everyone to rehearse some fragments of famous works.

In high school, she likes to play with various musical instruments, especially the piano. In every music class, she would humbly ask the teacher for advice and go to the piano room to practice piano whenever she has time.

But no matter what kind of musical instrument you learn, you have to spend a lot of money. At that time, she went out to work, and she was already very reluctant to earn tuition for herself. She had no spare time and extra money to study and study.

She understands her identity. It is already very good that the Zhao family is willing to provide her with food, clothing and shelter, and she does not dare to have too many delusions.

The price of the piano is more expensive among the musical instruments, and it is impossible for her to ask Zhao Fan for money. If you talk to your sister, she will definitely help her buy it back, but suddenly there is a piano in the house. When the adoptive parents see it, she will blame her sister for spending money. She doesn't want to give her sister such trouble.

After graduating from high school, if Zhao Donghan is allowed to choose by herself, she will definitely apply for the acting department of the Academy of Drama, and then become an actress. Unfortunately, her dream has not been realized.

In her freshman year, Zhao Xia Nuan secretly complained to her sister, she often lost her mind during class, was annoyed when doing homework, and had no interest in management at all. Therefore, when applying for a volunteer, Zhao Donghan did not hesitate to apply for the same major in the same school as his sister.

When Zhao Xia Nuan arrived in her sophomore year, Zhao Donghan just entered school. She studied hard and mastered the professional knowledge very well, so she included Zhao Xia Nuan's homework and reports.

Although the two sisters have applied for the management major, they did not come from their original intentions. One is because of the family's requirements, and the other is to share the troubles for my sister.

After graduating, Zhao Donghan was busy all day long because of company affairs. He no longer had time to sing and dance, nor did he have the opportunity to rehearse on stage plays, and never touch any musical instruments. She drifted away from the road of literature and art, and even went against it. In the end, she bid farewell to her ideals and embarked on a commercial road.

When Ouyang Tian was still with her, the two of them often looked forward to the future life. Ouyang Tian has said more than once that in the future, she will place a piano in the middle of the living room. He will be her loyal listener and listen to her wonderful movements.

Why do you think of that man again?

Zhao Donghan sighed weakly, and put his hand back into his coat pocket.

"Miss, do you want to buy a piano?"

Seeing her hanging around in front of the piano, the salesperson at the musical instrument shop greeted her enthusiastically.

Zhao Donghan shook his head slightly, turned and left the musical instrument shop.

Although she didn't want to admit it, she was indeed Mu Yichen's mistress. She lives in someone else's villa, where everything does not belong to her, and some behaviors are also restricted.

She will leave sooner or later, it is impossible to buy a piano to go back.

Later, she visited two pet shops and plant supermarkets, and ate a bowl of seafood fried rice in a street shop.

On the overpass, a wandering singer was playing and singing, and she stopped and listened quietly.

Time flies so fast that the sky starts to darken unknowingly.

I feel a little dizzy on my head, probably the time for the effect of the medicine has passed. She drew two banknotes from her purse, put them in front of the vagrant singer, turned and left.

Reluctantly returning to Mu Yichen's villa, she went straight back to her room. After taking the medicine, I didn't feel too hungry, so I decided to take a bath first.

The maid had prepared the bath water for her, and there was a set of neatly folded clean clothes on the bed.

Zhao Donghan sent all the servants away, locked the door, took off his clothes and went into the bathroom. I saw that the oversized bathtub was filled with water, with white bubbles and rose petals floating on the water.

She lifted her white and slender legs and stepped into the bathtub. The water temperature was just right whether it was cold or hot. She simply soaked her body in the water, and the warm water surrounded her, and Zhao Donghan gently closed her eyes.