Besides, that day Mu Qingyu's face was facing the headlights, Zhao Xiaonan was facing the light, he could see her, but she couldn't see him clearly.

  That night, Zhao Xiaonan had a glimpse of her, but he was deeply impressed by her.

  A beautiful woman was knocked down by his car at night, how could he easily forget it?

   "Do you know him?" Leng Yunlin was also puzzled. Judging by Zhao Xiaonan's appearance, he must have spent a long time abroad and had no contact with her.

  Mu Qingyu took another careful look at Zhao Xiaonan, but still shook her head: "I'm sorry sir."

  At this moment, seeing Mu Qingyu's suspicious eyes, he immediately stood up: "It's me! The night before yesterday, I drove over you at the entrance of the hospital. Do you still have any memory?"

  Mu Qingyu finally found out this time, she looked at him and nodded again: "So it's you!"

   Leng Yunlin frowned: "You hit her with a car? At the hospital gate!"

   Thinking about it again, didn't she call the night before yesterday and ask for leave the next day?

  It turned out that she was in such pain that night that she went to the hospital in pain.

  Thinking of this, a trace of pity appeared on Leng Yunlin's face.

  However, the next second he became angry!

  Because he heard that Zhao Xiaonan was prying the corner of his wall!

  Zhao Xiaonan put his arm on Mu Qingyu's shoulder, "Do you want it? How about I take you to see a doctor again? If something happens, I will bear the blame."

  Mu Qingyu shook her head quickly, and Zhao Xiaonan winked at her again:

   "How is it, do you think brother is very good? Girl, tell you, there is no future with this guy (he pointed at Leng Yunlin with his finger). He is just playing with you, and my sister is already chasing him! Following him is worse than following me! I am still single! Thirty-three, male, healthy in body and mind, without bad habits, do you want to think about it?"

   "Zhao Xiaonan!"

   "Leng Yunlin!"

  Both stood up, but one was angry and the other was hippie smiling.

   At the moment when the sword was on the verge of breaking out, Mu Qingyu also stood up—she immediately stood beside Leng Yunlin, holding his arm with one hand, and said softly, "President, sir, what's the matter, sit down and talk!"

   She was pulled by her little hand, and Leng Yunlin wasn't really angry with him, and he also felt that his rage just now was somewhat disqualified.

  —Is it too indiscriminate to quarrel with a family member for a secretary?

  Mu Qingyu found a step for him, and he sat down almost immediately. Mu Qingyu comforted him, then immediately turned to the other side, and smiled at Zhao Xiaonan: "This gentleman—"

   "Call me 'Xiao Nan'." Zhao Xiaonan didn't forget to stab Leng Yunlin, and Leng Yunlin's anger exploded immediately.

  Mu Qingyu comforted Leng Yunlin anyway, and then smiled: "Mr., the light was not good that night, so I couldn't see clearly. I just neglected it."

   "Hey, that still proves that I didn't leave a good impression in your heart—" Zhao Xiaonan continued to flirt with her cheaply, and when he saw Leng Yunlin's cold eyes, he was even more delighted as hell.

   To put it bluntly, although Mu Qingyu's appearance suits his taste, he doesn't really have much interest in her.

  Although he is careless, he has his own set of principles, one of which is—friend's wife, you're welcome!