Her Overbearing Young Master/C11 What Happened to Your Hand
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C11 What Happened to Your Hand

What happened to your hand?

Yan Anxi lowered her head and looked at the work clothes on her body. She nodded.

She turned around and was about to leave when Mu Chiyao suddenly said, "Wait. "

"Ah?" She looked at him in confusion. " Do you have anything else? "

Mu Chiyao narrowed his eyes. There was a hint of danger in his eyes. "What happened to your hand?"

Yan Anxi did not expect him to see the injury on her hand. She answered subconsciously, "I was scalded. "

"Did you accidentally scald yourself, or did someone scald you?"

Yan Anxi answered truthfully, "Someone else. "

Mu Chiyao's slender fingers lightly knocked on the table twice. The sound was not loud, but it sounded like an alarm in everyone's heart.

He asked in a deep voice, "Who is it?"

Could it be that Hee Qianqing did not care about his warning and started to cause trouble for Yan Anxi?

Hee Qianqing dared to look down on him.

Only at this time did Yan Anxi hear that there was something wrong with his tone and she was stunned for a moment. She did not know if she should tell him.

On the other hand, Lee Yun, who was at the side, was so scared that she did not dare to make a sound.

He had such a grand extravagance, and he had such a strong aura. Even if she had never seen him in person, she also knew who this man was.

He was Mu Tianye's elder brother. He was the Mu Chiyao who dominated the entire Mu City and dominated the entire business world!

Mu Chiyao saw that Yan Anxi was silent and did not speak. He raised his eyebrows slightly. "Why didn't you say anything? What are you worried about?"

"Me. "

"I'll support you. " His tone suddenly became stern.

Yan Anxi swallowed her saliva. She slowly raised her head and met Mu Chiyao's profound gaze.

He looked at her. He saw that she did not speak for a long time. He turned his gaze and landed behind her.

Yan Anxi carefully turned her head and looked. She found that not far behind her, there were all the employees in the coffee shop. She did not know when they came out.

Mu Chiyao's gaze was heavy, making people unable to see any of his emotions. His eyes were like a pool of completely silent water, but it could set off huge waves at any time.

He looked at them one by one. Finally, he locked his eyes on Lee Yun. He paused for three seconds and then looked away. He waved at Yan Anxi. "Go and change your clothes. "

Yan Anxi nodded her head. As she walked, she turned her head to look. The last scene she saw when she turned her head was two tall black clothed bodyguards dragging Lee Yun out.

Then she left. She wanted to quickly change her clothes. It could be seen that Mu Chiyao did not like her wearing the work clothes here.

Once Yan Anxi left, Mu Chiyao's aura became even stronger. His eyes instantly became cold and hard, making people not dare to look in his direction, afraid that they would be implicated.

"It's you?" He opened his mouth, "What's going on?"

Lee Yun was so scared that her whole body trembled, but she still shook her head and denied, "The person who did something wrong really was not me. "

Mu Chiyao's voice sank, "I don't like people who lie. Lying is more disgusting than doing something wrong. Do you understand? "

Under the pressure of his aura, Lee Yun could not bear it at all. She could only answer honestly," I did not do it on purpose. I accidentally poured the coffee on her. "

Mu Chiyao raised his eyebrows and snorted. Lee Yun almost cried.

If Mu Chiyao wanted to punish her, her future would be over.

Yan Anxi had a perturbed mood and changed back to her clothes. When she walked out, she saw that Lee Yun's hair was a little messy. Lee Yun stood not far away and her entire body was trembling. Two men in black stood by her side and did not move at all.

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