Chapter 1833 He Is Angry (Part 3)

She came out of the shower. He had already showered somewhere else and was getting dressed.

He was wearing a formal three-piece suit, looking handsome and seductive.

She walked up to him and whispered, "Where did you go last night?"

"I went to the bar!" He lowered his head slightly, "Anything else you want to ask? Do you want to ask me if I had an affair or if I was with someone else?"

"I'm not." She denied it.

Ye Muyun smiled, "If I'm with someone else, does that mean you don't want me anymore?"

"Yes!" This time, her answer was very sure.

He looked at her for a long time, and then a slight arc rose on his lips, like pleasure, and like mockery.

She couldn't tell, and then she followed him shamelessly, whispering tentatively, "How have you thought about it?"

Ye Muyun walked to the stairs and stopped, "There are still three days, let's calm down."

She only needs to think about her choice, but he has to let her choose the back, all kinds of wipe the ass!

He didn't know why he was so indulgent. He only knew that after she helped Zhou Chongguang and hurt him, he still didn't want to let go.

After so many years, how could he let go just because he wanted to?

Ye Muyun got in the car and started it.

After a while, Gu Ze called and said in a light tone: "Don't stop the acquisition. I want to make Rongguang's situation the worst in these three days."

By then, even if Xue'er signed the document, Rongguang would be desperate. If Zhou Chongguang was a smart manager, he would choose to cooperate with Boyi. At that time, whether it was round or flat, it would be up to him, Ye Muyun, to decide.

Although this was a bit troublesome, he didn't mind going through more trouble for his little girl.

Gu Ze nodded slightly and immediately started to do it.

Xue'er began to see Ye Muyun less and less in Peiyuan. She still slept in his bedroom, but he always came back at dawn, and he was drunk when he came back.

Moreover, he stopped kissing her and hugging her... She began to panic in her heart, wondering if he didn't want her anymore.

Finally, the day before signing the documents, Ye Muyun came back very early.

Xue'er hadn't slept yet, curled up on the sofa, with her pointed little face buried in her knees.

When she saw him coming back, her eyes lit up and she stared at him.

"What do you think these days?" Ye Muyun took off his coat and slowly squatted down.

He reached out and brushed away the messy hair on her little face, looking at her gently.

At that moment, his gentleness made her think that the quarrel a few days ago was just an illusion, and in fact they had always been fine, and she just had a dream.

She sat up, her heart pounding, and looked at him, "You're home?"

"This is my home, why wouldn't I come back?" He reached out and pinched her little face, "If you don't want to talk now, I'll go take a shower first."

As he said that, he was about to get up, but Xue'er smelled a scent of perfume from his nose.

She was stunned. He went to the bar again tonight, and then he was covered with a woman's scent. Did he do something?

She grabbed him with her fingertips and didn't let go.

"What's wrong?" He asked her in a good temper.

Xueer raised her beautiful eyes and looked at him, "You went to the bar again."

He didn't deny it, and smiled and said, "Yes! I think freedom is relative. You can't ask me to work from nine to five and punch in to report to you while you are free, right?"

For a moment, she was speechless.