99 Days' Love Contract

"Come in!" Mooh Yifeng did not even raise his head. He held the microphone with his left hand and was drawing something on a piece of paper with a pen in his right hand. After saying this, he continued to speak to the person on the phone in English.    

Mu Qianhan pushed open the office door and saw Mooh Yifeng on the phone. Mooh Yifeng, who was on the phone, raised his right hand and pointed in the direction of the sofa. Mu Qianhan nodded and sat down on the sofa.    

Actually, Mu Qianhan had a shadow over Mooh Yifeng's office.    

She once hugged Mooh Yifeng here and begged him to be his woman, begging him to let her brother go. Every time she thought of this, it reminded Mu Qianhan of the agreement between them. Her expression became somewhat ugly.    

About ten minutes later, Mooh Yifeng closed the line.    

"Come here. " Mooh Yifeng waved at Mu Qianhan. For some reason, he hated seeing her so far away from him.    

Especially when she looked away, it made him feel as if her thoughts had drifted away, which made him very dissatisfied.    

"Oh!" Mu Qianhan stood up and obediently walked in front of Mooh Yifeng.    

Unexpectedly, just as she stood up, Mooh Yifeng raised his right hand and pulled. Her center of gravity became unstable and she fell on Mooh Yifeng's body. There was a flash of panic on her face, but she did not expect Mooh Yifeng to just pick her up and let her sit on his lap and then continue to work with his hands.    

Being hugged by Mooh Yifeng made Mu Qianhan feel very uncomfortable.    

It was just that Mooh Yifeng's orders could not be refused. According to Mu Qianhan's experience, she could only follow his hairbrush.    

"Don't move. . . " After Mu Qianhan moved uncomfortably, Mooh Yifeng's coarse and hoarse voice rang in her ears.    

"Hmm. . . " Mu Qianhan keenly felt the changes under her body and immediately stopped moving.    

Mooh Yifeng turned his head to look at Mu Qianhan and continued to move his hands. He moved the mouse with the tip of his right hand and his left hand was tapping on the keyboard from time to time.    

Mu Qianhan stared at his movements because she could not move. Plus, the night before yesterday, she was really tired.    

Not long after, she started to doze off.    

"Are you going to sleep?" Mooh Yifeng stopped what he was doing.    

"No. Mu Qianhan opened her eyes wide when she heard Mooh Yifeng's voice. She answered him in a reflective manner, like a cargo that was on standby at any time.    

Looking at Mu Qianhan's reflective reaction, Mooh Yifeng did not know why, but he felt that it was piercing to the eyes.    

He suddenly felt a little irritated. He pushed Mu Qianhan away and said, "Go to the lounge and sleep. Liu Yu will bring dinner later. "    

"Okay. . . " Mu Qianhan did not go to the lounge at all. Instead, she leaned on the sofa.    

Mooh Yifeng scratched his hair in annoyance. He did not know why he was irritated by Mu Qianhan's reaction. Wasn't this what he needed?    

He ordered his eyes to move away from Mu Qianhan and return to his work. However, his eyes did not listen to his orders at all.    

After failing several times, Mooh Yifeng simply stood up from his seat and closed the laptop on the desk. He took off his suit jacket from the rack and pulled Mu Qianhan out.    

"Where are we going? Didn't you say you were going to work overtime?" When Mu Qianhan came back to her senses, Mooh Yifeng had already pulled her out of the office.    

Mooh Yifeng turned around to look at Mu Qianhan and coldly replied, "Let's eat. "    

"Ah. . . Didn't they ask Liu Yu to bring food over?" Mu Qianhan suddenly felt that she could not keep up with Mooh Yifeng's pace.    

Just as she walked to the elevator, she saw Liu Yu carrying the food boxes of the five-star hotel.    

Just as he walked out of the elevator, his eyes met with Mooh Yifeng and Mu Qianhan's. Mooh Yifeng's eyes swept over with killing intent, scaring Liu Yu so much that the lunchbox in his hand almost flew out.    

"young master Feng, Miss Mu. . . " Mother, why did he provoke young master Feng? Could it be that it was not the right time? Or was it to disturb young master Feng and Miss Mu's world?    

Liu Yu had almost slapped himself to death in the dark. That was true. Young master Feng and Miss Mu's world. Why did he run over to join in the fun?    

"Liu, is this dinner?" Mu Qianhan smelled the fragrance of the dishes and almost drooled.    

Mooh Yifeng's cold face made Liu Yu's legs tremble. He stammered, "Mu. . . Miss Mu, this is dinner. . . "    

Mu Qianhan took the lunchbox from Liu Yu and smiled at him. "Then leave it to me!"    

"Then. . . Young master Feng, Miss Mu, I'll be leaving first. " After saying this, Liu Yu ran into the elevator as fast as he could. What a joke. With young master Feng's murderous eyes, how could he not run?    

After Liu Yu entered the elevator and left, Mooh Yifeng and Mu Qianhan, who were in front of the elevator, started to stare at each other.    

It was not until Mu Qianhan's stomach made a rumbling sound of hunger that Mooh Yifeng said, "Let's go back to the office to eat first. " He then walked into the office with a frosty face.    

Mu Qianhan lowered her head and carried the lunchbox behind her. Maybe it was because the lunchbox was too heavy, but Mu Qianhan carried it with great difficulty.    

Mooh Yifeng, who had originally walked to the office door, returned. He took the lunchbox from Mu Qianhan and strode into the office.    

Mu Qianhan, who was following behind him, curled her lips slightly. Sometimes, this man was angry for no reason. He was like a child throwing a tantrum.    

Soon, Mooh Yifeng's strict office became a restaurant, and his expensive leather sofa became a chair. As for the ivory coffee table, it had already become the dining table.    

The fragrance of food drifted in the air. The two of them, one on each side, happily ate.    

The plate of prawns was quietly squeezed into Mu Qianhan's bowl by Mooh Yifeng. At the same time, Mu Qianhan also noticed that the last time Mooh Yifeng did not eat green pepper, garlic, ginger, and green onions. This time, she quietly picked up all the food in the dishes.    

The two of them were silent, but they were very warm. After the meal, Mu Qianhan cleaned up the leftover food on the coffee table. Mooh Yifeng sat back in front of the desk and continued to work, as if it was just a dream for him to lose his temper just now.    

After Mu Qianhan finished tidying up, she quietly leaned against the sofa and looked at Mooh Yifeng.    

His brows slightly knitted together, showing that he had encountered something unpleasant. He stopped writing, indicating that he was unhappy.    

Mu Qianhan only found out today that she could even see Mooh Yifeng's mood with such subtle movements.    

Just as Mu Qianhan was obsessed with him, Mooh Yifeng raised his head and looked at Mu Qianhan, who was staring at him unblinkingly the whole night.    

Seeing Mu Qianhan's somewhat blurred eyes, there was a flash of satisfaction in his eyes.    

He liked her eyes. He was the only one in her eyes.    

Mu Qianhan returned to her senses and saw Mooh Yifeng staring at her. "What's wrong?"    

Mooh Yifeng did not reply. He just stood up and walked in front of Mu Qianhan and pressed her down.    

"Feng, you. . . " He would not want her in the office, would he? Mu Qianhan's eyes were filled with panic.    

"Come here!"    

Mooh Yifeng's voice was low and hoarse, hiding some kind of thought.    

"I don't. . . " Although it was foolish to ask such a question now, Mu Qianhan still couldn't help but resist.    

However, she quickly mocked herself in her heart. Mooh Yifeng had never accepted rejection. In the past, he was now and in the future. Why would he let her go today?    

However, she did not expect that after Mu Qianhan resisted, Mooh Yifeng really did not move. "Let me hug you!"    

Perhaps it was Mu Qianhan's eyes before, or perhaps Mooh Yifeng was having a stroke, but Mooh Yifeng actually hugged Mu Qianhan just like that.