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Chapter 400 When will Mrs. Han hold the wedding banquet?

"Mrs. Han, I haven't seen you for a few days, you are getting brighter and more attractive." Yu Mo came forward, boasting wildly.

The corner of Zhiyun's mouth twitched, "Is Doctor Yu busy?"

"Oh, it's not busy." Putting his hands behind his back, his face was warm, "When will Mrs. Han hold a banquet with Dr. Han? I'll prepare some money here."

Zhiyun: "..." Having a banquet...

This word is unfamiliar to Zhiyun.

She didn't even think that she would have to hold a banquet when she got married...

"Uh, I'll let you know when it's settled." Zhiyun said politely to Mo.

"Wait for the notice, it must be soon, Mrs. Han, I have to say, you and Dr. Han are really talented and beautiful, a match made in heaven."

Last time she came, Yu Mo didn't say that.

Why this time, it feels like Wei Lai is possessed.

"Thank you." Zhiyun looked at his watch, "Doctor Han should be off work this time, I'll pick him up."

Yu Mo waved his hand, "Okay, Mrs. Han, go slowly."

Yu Mo watched Zhiyun go in to meet Han Qingrang, his eyes were full of envy, "Tsk tsk, beautiful."

"What beauty?"

Song Yecheng walked over from behind Yu Mo, and the sudden voice startled Yu Mo. Seeing that it was Song Yecheng, Yu Mo became annoyed, "Are you silent when you walk?"

Song Yecheng was innocent, "I have a voice when I speak."

"Looking for me?" Yu Mo asked.

"No." Song Yecheng glanced at Yu Mo's white coat pocket, "Look for a hammer."

Yu Mo: "..."

This hammer is not that hammer.

It doesn't mean that Mo took out the hammer by himself. Song Yecheng reached into the pocket of Yumo's white coat and took out the small and exquisite percussion hammer. "Borrow it, mine has been borrowed to another department."

Yu Mo's forehead was covered with black lines, "Then you don't go to other departments to get your hammer back."

Song Yecheng played with the percussion hammer he took from Yu Mo's pocket, "Who told you to be closest?"

Yu Mo: "..."

Zhiyun went to Han Qingrang's office.

There are no patients, only him.

A doctor's robe, gold-rimmed glasses, stacks of documents under his hand, a pen in his hand, and writing.

What a pleasing picture, Zhiyun didn't go in to disturb him, but stood at the door, leaning over to watch him work.

Watching and watching, I became fascinated unconsciously.

From the moment she appeared, Han Qingrang felt her presence, and he didn't raise his head, because he wanted her to see it, because this feeling was very good, and he was cherished from the outside.

Zhiyun looked at it for a while, then walked into the office.

Standing outside the desk, Zhiyun said, "When do you get off work?"

He raised his head slowly, and when he saw her, his eyes were full of smiles, "Zhizhi is here."

"Well, come pick up my boyfriend from get off work." Zhiyun put the bag on the table.

She opened the bench and sat down, "I accidentally lied to you that day, and I didn't pick you up recently because I was busy. I was afraid that you would get angry and ignore me."

As she spoke, she could clearly see that the smile on his face became more and more intense.

"What do you want to eat tonight?" Zhiyun leaned forward a little, got a little shorter, got a little shorter, and finally put his hands on the table, looking at his face.

Lying on her stomach like this, her hair fell down, covering half of her eyebrows.

Han Qingrang stretched out her hand, raised her hair with her slender fingertips, brushed away the hair that blocked her eyebrows, "Tonight, I want to eat, you."

"Me and what?" He was slightly taken aback.

(End of this chapter)