C25 Wishful Thinking

The car reached the apartment building. It was quiet except for the streetlights.

Mu Han got out of the car and when he closed the door, Zheng Renju called out to him, "Rest early."

Mu Han nodded. "You should go back early too."

"Good night." Zheng Renju held the roof of the car and spoke to him.

"Good night."

Mu Han said and waited until he got into the car and drove away before he went back.

He took the elevator to the eighth floor. This was a high-end apartment, and there was only one apartment on the first floor. Mu Han took out the key and was about to open the door when the door was suddenly opened from the inside. Nie Cheng leaned against the door and looked at him with an ugly expression.

"Where are you going so late?"

"Why didn't you inform me that you were coming back?"

The two of them spoke at the same time. Mu Han put away the key and entered the door. Just as he closed the door, Nie Cheng grabbed his wrist and pressed him against the door. Mu Han felt pain on his back. Nie Cheng approached him with a sinister look in his eyes. "Where are you going? Who sent you back?"

He had taken a day off today to give Mu Han a surprise. He waited at home for a long time without eating dinner. He didn't expect Mu Han to come back so late. Someone else sent him home. The previous Yu Yang had always been 'showing off' in front of him. Now, Nie Cheng wasn't sure if Mu Han was keeping someone else as a mistress. Thinking of this, a wave of anger rose in his chest.

Nie Cheng grabbed his wrist so hard that he felt a pain in his wrist. Mu Han frowned slightly. The man's expression was not good, and his face was tense.

"Don't mess around. I'm just going to a ball."

Balls. Mu Han rarely attended balls, and he would push away some of the dinner parties whenever he could. Nie Cheng gritted his teeth: "So you fell in love with someone else at the ball?"

Mu Han was stunned for a moment. After realizing what he had said, he forcefully broke free from Nie Cheng's grip with his wrist. This person was simply unreasonable after coming back. Mu Han was so angry that he laughed, "Nie Cheng, do you think I'm you?"

Just as he finished speaking, Nie Cheng slapped him. The left side of Mu Han's face hurt, and he was a little stunned. In all these years, they had rarely quarreled, and even if they had, they had never fought before. This was the first time Nie Cheng had made a move.

Nie Cheng became very anxious. The anger in his chest was so intense that he lost all sense of reason. His eyes turned gloomy. "Why are you so despicable? Back then, you were the one who kept me as your mistress. Why? Now I'm making you uncomfortable? Do you want someone else? "

He tore off Mu Han's suit jacket and casually threw it on the ground. Mu Han resisted twice, but he couldn't resist the strength in Nie Cheng's body. His shirt was torn open as he struggled.

Mu Han leaned against the door, his shirt hanging on his arm. He was in an extremely sorry state, not as impressive as he had been at the ball. This feeling made him feel humiliated, especially when some words came out of Nie Cheng's mouth and landed on his chest, causing him to twitch slightly in pain.

"Nie Cheng, I won't allow you to speak nonsense if there's nothing wrong."

"No? You didn't keep Yu Yang, did you? Didn't you keep him because you liked him?"

If he wanted Yu Yang, his expression would be very ugly. That was the person he had once kept as a mistress. Just where was good enough for Mu Han to keep him? When Nie Cheng thought about how these two people might be lying on the same bed without him knowing, his mind broke and his chest was filled with anger. He pulled Mu Han to the sofa, untied his tie, tied his hands, and turned him over.

Mu Han felt humiliated. He bit his lips and did not make a sound. If it wasn't for Nie Cheng, he would still be the arrogant Director Mu. His demeanor was extraordinary, and he wouldn't be in such a sorry state.

Mu Han didn't know how long it lasted, but he was woken up by the sun shining through the French windows. Mu Han was still in a daze when he woke up. The pain from behind was very clear, and his body had not been cleaned up. Where did Nie Cheng go? He didn't know if he had left.

Mu Han went to the bathroom to take a bath and wipe away the water vapor on the mirror. The person in the mirror looked pale, but the red mole under the corner of his eye was somewhat bright.

What else are you unwilling to do? What else can't you let go of?

He didn't care about Nie Cheng's affairs outside, nor did he want to know.

Mu Han felt a little disappointed, so he didn't call Nie Cheng again, nor did he ask about this person's information. However, he thought that when he didn't ask, someone would always mention this person in front of him.

Yu Yang ridiculed Nie Cheng in the game, "This person hasn't been eating chili recently. He's been eating explosives."

"He's really putting on a show on the set. He said he won't act, and he won't act."

"What kind of grudge do I have against him? I can feel that he's looking at me as if he wants to kill me. If I give him a sword, will he stab me to death? Director Mu, my life is in danger."

" Those people who fought with him were quite miserable. If they didn't act well, they would be killed by him. "

"Recently, the production efficiency has been quite high. There are rarely more than three NGs a day."

"Director Mu, help! I need your comfort."

Mu Han did not read the last message. He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the ant-like traffic below.

When you wanted information about someone, you would always try your best to collect it. But when you wanted to give up, someone would always mention this person in front of you.

It was impossible from the beginning, and even more impossible after that.

Mu Han suddenly remembered meeting this person in school a long time ago. At the opening ceremony, this person's speech was high-spirited, confident, and calm. There was a pride that came from his bones.

But it could not withstand the passing of time and fate.

The phone on his desk rang at this moment, snapping Mu Han back to reality. He walked over, saw that it was Faang Tianyuan, and picked it up.

"Mu Han, are you free today? Let's have lunch together."