Uncle President, don't spoil me

Chapter 331 Wronged

"Unexpectedly, Ms. Sun can't understand human words. Yan Du has already rejected it. You still want to pester me like this, it seems too unreserved?" Mu Lan smiled and raised her head. With a deliberate smile on her face, she didn't look like a ten-year-old girl at all.

"You are?" Sun Weiwei frowned, is this little girl Yan's younger sister?But the possessiveness in her eyes made Sun Weiwei a little uncomfortable. A woman's intuition told her that this little girl was not innocent. She smiled, "You are Mr. Yan's sister, right? I'm talking to your brother, kid It shouldn't be ### adults' words."

Mu Lan's smile remained the same, she still looked pure and beautiful, but her words became sharper, "I didn't expect that there would be a woman in the first class who looked like a nightclub pick-up."

"Mu Lan..." Dongfang Yan doesn't like such a sharp Mu Lan, she should be an always optimistic and cheerful little girl, and shouldn't have any dark side.

"Mr. Yan, Lingmei seems to be a little too involved. I just want to talk to you about some cooperation between our two companies." Sun Weiwei shrugged her shoulders, looking very casual, "It seems that I should Didn't do anything to make her so hostile."

What bothered Mu Lan the most was that Dongfangyan never explained that their previous relationship was not brother and sister. She bit her lip and looked at Dongfangyan, but he never glanced at her from the beginning to the end. I feel scared, as if I will lose it in the next second.

"It's nothing, Ms. Sun misunderstood. Let's go over to your side to talk, she may have gotten up too early today, and she is still a little angry." Dongfang Yan put the magazine on the shelf beside him, and got up to get up. Walk.

Mu Lan grabbed Dongfang Yan's hand violently, raised her head aggrievedly and whispered, "Yan..."

In the past, whenever Mulan acted like a baby, Dongfang Yan would immediately come over to coax her, but this time, he just pulled his hand away and walked away.

Staring blankly at his hand, Yu Wen is still there, but that person has already walked away.The eye sockets seemed to be a little sour and swollen, and there was also some dull pain in the chest area. This was a feeling she had never felt before, even when Mommy didn't come to the orphanage to pick her up every birthday, she had never felt such heartache.

What is this feeling?

Turning her head back stiffly, she continued to look out of the window, the white clouds floating in the sky, velvety blue, beautiful, but she didn't feel it at all.The blue sky and white clouds that I wanted to see very much were so close by her side, but she lost her appreciation and excitement, and her heart was heavy, and she didn't know whether it was loss or sourness.

Covering her heart, Mu Lan leaned against the back of the chair, showing a faint smile, just like before.

It's always been like this, isn't it?When was Mu Lan so lucky? When was she who was abandoned since she was a child?

She didn't know what happened, which would change Dongfang Dialect's attitude so much, even if she did something wrong, she should have the right to know.Just like this, she was thrown into hell and sentenced to death, but she didn't even tell her the reason. She was not reconciled, she really was not reconciled.If she never got it, she wouldn't know the feeling of being spoiled by others, and she wouldn't know the feeling of relying on others, but why, let her get these and lose them again?

The other hand hanging on the chair was tightly clenched, and she didn't even feel that her nails were digging into her flesh. She really didn't know what she did wrong.

When Dongfang Yan returned to his seat, Mu Lan was already leaning on the chair and fell asleep. It looked like nothing happened. He took the blanket and covered her body, and a bright red came into his eyes. The white chair It was a very strange thing to dye her face red. He took her hand and opened it carefully. The palm of the hand was bloody and bloody, and it could be seen how hard the master's nails were pinched.

Sighing, Dongfang Yan pressed the hand between the two of them, and hugged Mulan's petite body into his arms. She looked very tired, Dongfang Yan's big movement didn't wake her up, she just muttered With a sound, he found a comfortable position in Dongfang Yan's arms, and continued to sleep deeply.Dongfang Yan carefully applied some ointment to her palms, and several times she frowned and shrank her hands, as if she couldn't sleep well.

"What am I going to do with you?" Dongfang Yan sighed softly, even if she was the daughter of a tramp or a wanted criminal, he didn't care, but why, she was that person's child.Even though so many years had passed, he still couldn't forget everything that happened back then. Just when he was far away from that person, thinking that everything was over, fate sent his daughter to him again. What should he do?

"Don't leave me...don't..." The little girl in her arms muttered, her soft tone was barely complete, but she could hear the oriental dialect very clearly. In the orphanage, she hardly enjoyed other people's pampering. Now his indifference makes her very sad, right?

When she arrived in England, Mu Lan didn't seem to wake up yet, she rubbed her eyes vigorously, her deer-like eyes were glowing red, she blinked wearily, as if she wanted to get rid of her drowsiness.

"Mr. Yan, my driver is here to pick me up. Would you like to give you a ride?" Sun Weiwei walked over and asked politely, but it was obvious that she was a drunkard who didn't care about drinking, and her goal was clearly the Oriental dialect.

"No need." Dongfang Yan nodded lightly and refused, he had a very strange aura, as long as he pursed his lips tightly, he seemed to have a feeling of repelling others thousands of miles away.

"Inflammation...I'm so sleepy..." Rubbing her eyes desperately, Mu Lan only felt her eyes were sore and sore, and it was extremely uncomfortable. She always had a serious urge to get up, especially because she had to get up early to take a flight today. I was so excited that I almost didn't fall asleep all night, talking in oriental dialect.

Sighing, Dongfang Yan helped her put on the coat, and hugged her in his arms. The tall Dongfang Yan hugged the petite Mu Lan, and without any effort, he gently said to the little girl in his arms, "Then Go to sleep for a while, your sister Luo Qing should send someone to pick us up."

"En." In a daze, Mu Lan found a comfortable place in Dongfang Yan's arms, and fell asleep deeply.

Mu Lan has a deep dependence on Dongfang Dialect, as long as she is by his side, she can fall asleep quickly.

Looking up, seeing Sun Weiwei still standing aside and staring at them blankly, Dongfang Yan asked strangely, "Is there anything else, Ms. Sun?"

"Isn't she your sister?" Sun Weiwei didn't expect that she would ask the question in her heart, but at this moment, she was eager to know their relationship. Dongfang Yan was clearly indifferent to this little girl before, but why? For a moment he seemed to her like a treasure.

"No." Dongfang Yan thought to himself, when did he say that Mu Lan was his sister?

"But..." Sun Weiwei frowned, but they are obviously like brothers and sisters, right?

Dongfang Yan seemed very impatient to continue answering her questions, turned to pass her, and got off the plane. Sure enough, he saw the person sent by Zixuan at the VIP passage. It turned out to be George. Landing on the little girl in his arms, seeing that she was fast asleep, he had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​letting her get down and walk by herself.

"What's wrong with Mu Lan?" Seeing their posture, George thought Mu Lan was uncomfortable?

"It's okay, I just fell asleep, let's go." Dongfang Yan walked out on his own, ignoring George who was puzzled.

Standing behind, George muttered to himself, "No way, the cold-faced killer Dongfang Yan and the little beauty Mulan? Is this tender grass eaten too much? I'm going to tell my sister-in-law that she can't be called cousin in the future." It’s an old cow, the real old cow is here.”