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Twenty minutes after lunch, Gu Zhuoyang will take a lunch break for half an hour, but today, half an hour has passed after dinner, but he still sits in the living room and reads the newspaper.
An Muxi sat on the sofa next to him, gnawing at the consequences of Lin Qing’s prepared meal and secretly looking at him with suspicious eyes.
Should I tell him what happened in the mall today?
I was struggling. A deep and mellow voice suddenly sounded Where did you go this afternoon?
He’d like to see if she will be honest if he doesn’t find someone to follow her.
AnMuXi dazed one.
I … I went to the hospital
But I didn’t see Lian Yikun. He secretly left the hospital.
Gu Zhuoyang easily folded the newspaper and put it on the front table. He looked up at An Muxi slowly and asked, Are you worried?
An Muxi pursed his lips and truthfully said, Simply put, he can’t leave the hospital after being injured, and I’m afraid he will meet those villains again after he leaves the hospital.
Afraid? Gu Zhuoyang’s long and narrow eyes and tails are slightly uncomfortable and quickly pass through the fundus.
She watched him warn those villains that day, and today she said she was afraid?
So she doesn’t believe him?
An Muxi looked at the man’s cold face and realized that she blurted out, Don’t get me wrong. I’m not questioning what you mean by Lian Yikun. I don’t want anything to happen to him.
Gu Zhuoyang’s deep eyes locked her is it because of dialect?
Otherwise?
An Muxi greets his sight. Is there anything between this petty man and Lian Yikun?
Don’t worry, he will be fine.
How do you know?
Gu Zhuoyang …!
This is tantamount to questioning his ability to ask President Gu Da, which sounds extremely uncomfortable.
I noticed that the man gave off a chill all over. An Muxi realized that his expression was stiff and awkward. He explained, Well, I really mean … I don’t really mean anything. I just casually said that if you say he will be fine, then he will be fine.
She should believe him.
And here she has no choice but to trust him.
have nothing else to say to me?
Gu Zhuoyang suddenly threw such a cold tone like a basin of ice water.
AnMuXi dazed, awkward.
Forget it, or don’t say it. What if Gu Zhuoyang says it and sends someone 
to follow her from now on?
I didn’t want to worry him or bother him. I thought about it, but Anmuxi didn’t say it in the end.
Just a pervert.
Don’t you take a nap every day? Don’t answer also dare not AnMuXi simply casually replied to him.
Gu Zhuoyang eagle eyes narrowed slightly.
Is this woman still unwilling to confess to him? Just met Qi Ji!