Young officials seduce pets: the new wife is delivered to the door

His eyes darkened, and Mu Yihan slowly stepped back against the wall, staring quietly.

The moonlight sprinkled on the bottom of the deep eyes, giving off a blurred luster.

Soon, Nikita hung up the phone, put away the phone and leaned directly against the wall on the other side, watching from the car.

Although the agreed time was changed to tomorrow, it seems that being stuck here like this is not an option.

Nikita wondered if he should just ask someone to pick him up?

But if the person who followed him was really waiting outside, wouldn't that mean he was also involved?

Then I thought again, why would someone follow me?

She just came back, and there are only a handful of people she knows here, and she asked herself that she didn't offend anyone?

Who did not hesitate to stay outside the embassy to follow her?

Is it worth taking such a big risk?

Or is it that the other party is not following me at all, but...

He raised his eyes and bumped into Mu Yihan's eyes that had been staring at her, paused, and then asked calmly, "The ones those people want to follow are actually the woman who looks like me, right?"

I always feel that things are not as simple as that.

If those people wanted to follow her, it wouldn't make sense at all.

But it's not impossible to mistake her for her with the other people at the banquet tonight.

but--

If that woman knows everyone in front of her, it means her identity is not simple.

Why should a woman who is not simple be followed?

Could that woman be a spy?

Boldly guessing, Nikita didn't realize that all her thoughts were displayed on her face, she was lost in thought, her expression was unpredictable, but she looked very cute.

"She's just an ordinary woman, my wife."

He made a low sound, interrupting the woman's contemplation.

Hearing this, he was taken aback for a moment, and then his eyes widened in disbelief, "You said that the woman who looks like me is your wife."

Looking at the surprised pupils, Mu Yihan got up and walked towards her, "Is my wife so surprised?"

After all, she was his wife, not her.

The glamorous beauty flashed Xinran, and Nikita quickly returned to normal, slightly pursed her lips, half mocking, "So you also follow me? Just because I resemble your late wife?"

suddenly--

Mu Yihan's eyes sank sharply, and he quickly walked in front of her, clapping his hands on her hips on both sides, trapping her in his arms.

"How do you know she's passed away?" His eyes were deep, and he stared at her very quietly and deeply, as if he wanted to see through the heart and soul of a person, as sharp as a blood knife whizzing towards her, leaving no room for it.

Nikita suddenly fell into that gloomy gaze, and her heartbeat suddenly increased, as if she was trapped in a cliff, and her body would be smashed to pieces with just one more step, which made one have to be extremely cautious in everything.

Turning his eyes away in a state of embarrassment, Nikita paused and said, "I, I heard someone say it."

Seeing her flustered away, Mu Yihan replied in a steady voice, then slowly retracted the sharpness in his eyes, his face was calm in the boundless darkness, his handsome eyebrows were raised slightly, waiting for her to continue.

Knowing such a few words, he must be dissatisfied, and said again: "It's Ian, Mo Yuchen!"

A certain type of Mu Yihan suddenly changed, a dark light flashed across the bottom of his deep eyes, and in an instant, a shock wave rolled up, and the corner of his mouth raised coldly, "Do you know Mo Yuchen?"

Nikita nodded slightly, hesitated for a moment with downcast eyes, and replied in a deep voice, "I know."

Was there a problem with her knowing Ian?Why did this man suddenly change his face?