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Chapter 1077 Another new love?

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    Chapter 1077 Is there another new love?

    Back in the ward, she opened the embroidery bag, and the thread ball and needle inside fell out.

    Mu Qingyan laid out all the materials, and then began to study the tutorial on the back of the package carefully.

    After he leaves, Mo Yuchen and Moon will no longer interact with each other. It is estimated that the next time they meet is when she completes the task and stands in front of him with the information, restores her identity and atones for her sins.

    Every time she thinks of this, Mu Qingyan's whole mood will plummet. The anxiety about the future and the foreseeable darkness make it difficult for her to be happy.

    After being absent-minded for ten minutes, she patted her face, shook her head, and reminded herself not to think about it again.

    "It's pointless to regret the past and feel sorry for yourself. Things have already happened, so you should try your best to make up for it with your own abilities. This is her consistent belief in life.

    Since I can¡¯t sleep anyway, let¡¯s make a souvenir for him and leave a substantial memory for these days.

    The pattern chosen by Mu Qingyan is a black rose with a unique shape. It is not difficult to embroider, but the texture requirements are extremely high.

    The hour hand points to two o'clock.

    If it was Mu Qingyan two years ago, she would never have imagined that one night two years later, she would stay up late and sit on the bed, seriously embroidering roses for Mo Yuchen.

    Being immobile for a long time will make your shoulders very sore. She also has injuries on her shoulders, which makes it worse.

    After embroidering for ten minutes, she would have to move a little to change her position, otherwise her shoulders would not be able to bear it.

    Less than halfway through the embroidery, I was pricked by a needle more than a dozen times. I painfully pinched the bleeding spot with two fingers.

    Mu Qingyan couldn't help but think of the past, when she first met Mo Yuchen after she became Bai Cha. In order to make him a little doll to make him happy, her ten fingers were almost pierced into sieves.

    With a sigh, she waved her hands resignedly and continued to embroider.

    When the sky gets bright, the rose finally takes shape.

    Although the texture on it is a little crooked in places, it still looks perfect from a distance.

    Mu Qingyan straightened her arms, looked at her work from a distance of twenty centimeters, and nodded with satisfaction.

    Immediately afterwards, she suddenly thought of a question.

    What reason would she use to give this thing away?

    She seems to have no position now.

    ¡°Moreover, even if she shamelessly gave it away, he would definitely throw it away immediately.

    No, he won¡¯t accept it at all.

    It¡¯s okay to throw it away, but it would be embarrassing if he didn¡¯t even pick it up.

    Mu Qingyan hissed and started to feel a little embarrassed.

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    A patient who had just undergone surgery to remove shrapnel had to be discharged from the hospital in less than two days. The hospital would definitely not let him go in this situation, but with Mo Yuchen stepping in, things went smoothly.

    At nine o'clock in the morning, when Mo Yuchen arrived at the ward, he was holding a stack of completed discharge procedures in his hand.

    At this time, Mu Qingyan had already changed out of her hospital gown and was waiting for him in casual clothes.

    Seeing him come in, she stood up, faced the man's oppressive gaze, and said to him: "I've packed up, let's go."

    She had no luggage, so she felt comfortable being alone.

    Mo Yuchen drove Mu Qingyan out of the hospital. When he came up from the parking lot, the sensor railing was not raised for a long time. Mo Yuchen tapped the steering wheel impatiently and finally got out of the car to see what was going on.

    This was a rare opportunity. When Mu Qingyan thought of something, she turned sideways and secretly stuffed her night's achievements into the pocket of the coat he had thrown on the back seat.

    No matter what, she sent it out.

    After Mo Yuchen came back, he caught the flash of relief in her eyes and looked at her a few more times in confusion.

    On the way, both of them remained silent.

    In the end, Mu Qingyan couldn't help but speak first, "This mission was successfully completed thanks to you. I heard that no one from our cooperation team died."

    "Yeah." He responded casually, not interested in her "official accent" at all.

    Mu Qingyan lowered her head and rubbed her hands together, thinking about the tone and scale of her words: "I probably won't be able to see each other again in the future. Thank you for not caring about the 50 million."

    She didn¡¯t mean much in her words, and she didn¡¯t feel guilty. Anyway, it was his daughter who flushed the card down the toilet, and he would never be able to spend all the money in his lifetime.

    Hearing this, Mo Yuchen had some reaction, and turned his head to glance at her. His eyes were very complicated, and Mu Qingyan had a faint feeling from inside.?I was a little speechless after reading it.

    Why is he speechless?

    ¡°She was probably focused on saying a few more words to him throughout the whole process, so Mu Qingyan didn¡¯t notice that the car had already arrived.

    When she heard him say "get off the car," she reacted and prepared to push the car door.

    Her eyes reached the car window, and she paused in pulling the door handle, then slowly turned her head to look at him: "Why are you here?"

    This is his home.

    Mo Yuchen didn't answer, and got out of the car directly. After walking around the front of the car, he saw that she was still sitting there steadily. He frowned, stretched out his hand, and knocked on her car door a few times to signal her to get down.

    She already sensed something was wrong. She put her white fingers tightly on the edge of the window and said slowly, "I want to go back."

    ¡°I¡¯ll take you back later.¡± He paused and added: ¡°I don¡¯t know where the base is.¡±

    Mu Qingyan had a look of understanding on her face. No wonder she had forgotten to keep the location of the base secret. Unless she was an insider, she wouldn't know the address.

    "But she won't tell him the specific location of the base for a while. This is basic professionalism.

    As Mu Qingyan got off the car, she thought about which street would be more appropriate for him to send her to.

    After entering the door, the elegant scent of flowers hit her face. The house had been tidied up, and it was different from the last time she came.

    Flowers are planted in the yard, and the roller blinds of the house are all pulled up. From the outside, you can see inside through the floor-to-ceiling windows. The sun shines in, and the furniture and cold-toned background look less cold.

    The alarm bells blared in Mu Qingyan¡¯s mind again.

    Did someone help him clean it up?  Looking at this change, could it be a woman?

    Mo Yuchen didn¡¯t know the little Jiujiu in Mu Qingyan¡¯s heart, so he went to the kitchen to pour her a glass of warm water, and then went upstairs to change clothes.

    When Mu Qingyan saw him going up, she didn't even bother to drink the water, and went straight into the kitchen to look at the refrigerator.

    When I opened it, it was as full as last time.

    Her heart felt cold.

    He is not someone who would just let women come in and out of his house to buy groceries and clean for him.

    No wonder "she" woke up, but he left Jiangcheng and came to Azhou without caring. Looking at this attitude, he doesn't have a new love, right?

    Mu Qingyan bit her lip. Anyone would be tired of guarding someone for two years.

    After Mo Yuchen went downstairs, he found Mu Qingyan sitting blankly on the sofa, much less energetic than before he went up.

    He frowned, thinking there was something wrong with her injury, so he came over and asked, "What's wrong? Is the wound cracked?"

    She shook her head, holding a water glass in her hand, "No."

    Then she raised her head and saw that he was hesitant to speak. After struggling for a long time, she finally chose a roundabout tactic: "Mr. Mo, are you married?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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