"It's okay, I won't bring you food every day, that is, when I'm free, I will only show it occasionally." Chu Xinyue pulled a chair and sat down at his desk, and told him with a smile: "Auntie's condition is much better today, so I just came out." ”

This news made Han Yi's depressed heart feel a little more comforted, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a rare smile: "My mother is good today?" ”

"yes, the main thing is that the spirit is better. My aunt also planned to recover her body in the future and insisted on exercising. Chu Xinyue nodded with a smile, and said a little embarrassedly: "She said that it was because we were going to get the certificate, and she was comfortable and in good spirits when she was happy." ”

Han Yi ate methodically, without speaking, and without much expression on his face.

Chu Xinyue looked at him and said very casually, "When I came here just now, I met Miss Mu. ”

Han Yi's right hand holding the chopsticks tightened slightly.

Originally, he really didn't plan to say anything, but he couldn't help but ask, "Is she going out?" ”

"No, she just came back from outside." Chu Xinyue replied 1510: "I probably went to do some show, and the makeup was very formal." ”

"Oh." Han Yi responded briefly and fell silent again.

Chu Xinyue pursed her lips lightly, and said clearly: "I told her that we are going to get a marriage certificate." ”

Han Yi's thick black sword eyebrows suddenly tightened, and his consistently gentle tone brought an audible anger: "Why are you telling her this?" ”

"I just happened to meet her, so I told her in passing." Chu Xinyue said calmly and calmly: "She didn't react much when she heard it. ”

The latter sentence was really like a sharp blade, piercing Han Yi's heart with unmistakable precision.

If Qiaozi heard that he was going to get a marriage certificate with another woman, he was completely indifferent.

Then, she must really not love him anymore.

Or rather, really, have no feelings for him......

He endured the irrepressible sharp pain in his heart, and asked in a low voice, "Did she say anything?" ”

"That's it. But you know, she's always been cold to me. Naturally, it won't sound very good. Chu Xinyue's expression was slightly self-deprecating, and she roughly repeated the words that Mu Qiaozi had just said to her: "She said, this is our fate, and she also said that it is impossible for me to hear the words of blessing from her." As I said, she wasn't interested in listening to me. ”

Han Yi didn't say a word, and his handsome and deep face was shrouded in a thin layer of anger.

The low air pressure in the office has increased significantly.

Chu Xinyue pretended not to sense anything, and continued casually: "I also asked her a little more, is it close to a good thing with her fiancé?" ”

"What did she say?" Han Yi asked in a sullen voice.

"She hit me in the nail and said it was none of my business." Chu Xinyue shrugged her shoulders self-deprecatingly, and said with emotion: "Miss Mu is really a person with personality. ”

Han Yi didn't express any opinions, and put down his chopsticks indifferently: "I've eaten, Xinyue, you go back." Thank you for bringing me food today, I really won't need it in the future. ”

Chu Xinyue looked at the half of the food left in the lunch box, and suddenly told him about Mu Qiaozi with some regret.

Otherwise, he should be able to finish it......

She could only say sincerely: "Han Yi, you have eaten too little. You work overtime at night and don't know when it's going to be? Let's eat some more. "Twenty fifty thousand

"I'm not hungry today." Han Yi's heart was already full of irritability, but it was only his good cultivation that he had cultivated since childhood that allowed him to maintain his basic demeanor: "Xinyue, I'm going to start working." ”

These words are equivalent to issuing an eviction order.

Chu Xinyue was originally a thoughtful and intelligent girl, and while getting up and standing up, she said with a smile: "Well, you are busy, I'll go to the hospital." Auntie, you don't have to worry, I'll take care of Auntie. ”

Her words made Han Yi feel a trace of indescribable guilt, and she couldn't help but say in a deep voice: "My mother, there are usually nurses to take care of you, and you should also pay attention to rest." ”

"I'm not hard." Chu Xinyue raised the corners of her lips slightly, the smile on her cheeks became even brighter, and her eyebrows shone: "Auntie likes me to talk to her, where does the nurse have the intimacy of her own family?" ”

Han Yi's mood was a little complicated, and in the end he just thanked her again.

Other than that, he had nothing to say.

Chu Xinyue packed up the lunch box she brought, looked at him seriously, and said, "Han Yi, aren't we going to get a marriage certificate soon?" Taking care of my aunt is actually my job, you don't need to be so polite to me. ”

Han Yi was noncommittal, and spit out three words in a faint voice: "Get used to it." ”

Chu Xin was determined to be more proactive and brave, and said with a blushing face: "Auntie mentioned the matter of obtaining the certificate to me again in the afternoon, let's not delay." Han Yi, let's go to the Civil Affairs Bureau next Monday. ”

Monday?

Ho, okay.

In fact, there is no difference between Monday and Friday if it drags on so meaninglessly......

Han Yi smiled silently bitterly in his heart, and focused his eyes on the computer screen on the table, and his voice was flat: "Okay." ”

"Then I'll go, you can get busy, don't make it too late." Chu Xinyue smiled and walked out gently with the lunch box.

With her leaving, Han Yi's office fell into a brief silence.

He felt tightness in his chest and got up and opened the window to the maximum.

Let the evening breeze pour in completely.

Then, Han Yi picked up his mobile phone and dialed Mu Qiaozi's number without thinking.

Last night, Mu Qiaozi just told him not to pester her anymore.

They've come to this point, almost like a rupture.

But he still couldn't help it, he wanted to find her, he wanted to hear her voice.

Hehe, love, how can it be such an inexplicable thing?

There is not the slightest truth to be spoken, there is not the slightest program to control.

No, there is not the slightest way to forget about it......

Even if she stabbed him in the heart again and again, with a bloody blade.

He was still, humbly and stubbornly, hoping that she would be able to turn back.