Chapter 145

"Brother Chen, are you here to see Sister Mimi?"

Mu Chen didn't pay much attention, nodding as he said:

"Is she in the office?"

"Mm-hmm!"

Fatty Di nodded, then subconsciously glanced behind her before whispering:

"But Sister Mimi has been a bit irritable lately, you should be careful."

"Is that so?"

Mu Chen frowned slightly.

He pressed the button again to reopen the elevator that was about to close.

He gave a casual instruction:

"Don't be so reckless when walking, watch out for bumps!"

Then he walked around and headed toward Da Mimi's office.

Fatty Di's voice came from behind him.

"Got it, Brother Chen."

He knocked on Da Mimi's door and pushed open the door that was left ajar.

Da Mimi was about to lose her temper when she saw someone enter without waiting for her to speak, but then she saw Mu Chen's smiling face.

Her anger instantly vanished; she hurriedly put down what she was holding and stood up, ready to walk over, but as she stepped out, she first rolled her eyes at Mu Chen.

She brewed tea, lost in her own thoughts.

Her voice was faint as she said:

"So you still know how to come back and visit?"

Mu Chen didn't take the bait at all; he directly took the tea Da Mimi had brewed, blew on it, and took a sip.

He turned around and sold Fatty Di out!

"I heard from Fatty Di that you seem a bit irritable lately!"

"That dead girl, talking nonsense about everything!"

"I'm doing just fine!"

She didn't want to show any other emotions in front of Mu Chen.

Even if she were angry, it wouldn't be because of work matters.

"Alright, tell me about it!"

"Let me see if I can help you solve it!"

Mu Chen leaned back into the soft sofa.

He looked Da Mimi over.

She was truly a woman countless men pined for.

Slender branches bearing rich fruit, and her legs were long, white, and straight.

Add in that foxy face and her little milky voice, it would be strange not to like her.

Hearing Mu Chen's words, Da Mimi immediately rolled her eyes.

"Just focus on those few dramas of yours, as long as you don't lose too much money!"

"I can handle my own affairs!"

After she finished speaking, she noticed Mu Chen's unbridled gaze.

She immediately arched her brows and glared:

"Mu Chen, are you looking to die?"

"Look again and I'll dig your eyes out!"

"Go ahead and dig, then I won't have to pay back the billion I owe you!"

Mu Chen said shamelessly.

Da Mimi immediately rolled her eyes:

"So you actually know I'm your creditor?"

As she spoke, Da Mimi sat down next to Mu Chen and took off her high heels.

She stretched a pair of legs wrapped in lettered black silk stockings directly into Mu Chen's lap.

"Massage them for me, consider it paying the interest!"

Looking at the legs in his lap, Mu Chen was slightly dazed.

Isn't this a bit inappropriate?

He feigned disgust and said:

"I heard that women who love wearing high heels and silk stockings have stinky feet!"

"Mu Chen, you jerk, they don't stink, okay?"

Da Mimi leaned against the sofa, pouting as she said, "Are you going to massage them or not?"

"I'll massage!"

"Who told you to be the boss!"

As he spoke, he placed his hands on Da Mimi's legs and began to massage them with varying pressure.

I have to say, they were quite bouncy!

It's just that through the silk stockings, it always lacked a bit of feeling.

"Hmph, you know it!"

Mu Chen didn't know how to massage, but he had too many messy skills on him.

Things like minor life skills and nimble hands.

Da Mimi didn't know why she had been so impulsive as to put her legs over there.

But everything felt incredibly natural.

It was much more relaxed than her previous way of getting along with Mu Chen.

However, what Da Mimi didn't expect was that Mu Chen's massage was actually quite comfortable.

It made Da Mimi let out a soft moan involuntarily.

Mu Chen immediately interrupted:

"Don't make random noises, people who don't know might think we're doing something!"

"— Then my innocence would be gone!"

"Jerk, still teasing me!"

"If it's gone, it's mine, okay? You don't have a shred of innocence, you scumbag!!!"

Da Mimi's little fists immediately started pounding him.

And feeling Mu Chen's large hands becoming restless, she didn't know when it started.

She immediately said angrily:

"Where are you touching, you jerk!"

"Hand slip, hand slip!"

Da Mimi pulled her legs back with an unnatural expression.

She hummed lightly: "Tell me, why did you come back?"

"That's a way to put it, can't I come back to see you if I have nothing to do?"

"I don't believe it!"

Mu Chen shook his head, smelled his hand—it didn't stink, it even had a faint fragrance.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing Mu Chen's actions, Da Mimi was even more furious.

"Jerk, they don't stink, I already told you they don't stink!"

"Alright, I know, I'm hungry, let's go eat!"

Mu Chen stood up, walked around the coffee table, and prepared to head out.

But he happened to see a document on the table, and a few words on it instantly caught Mu Chen's attention.

Fan Shizhe!

Isn't that the brand that Da Mimi endorsed for only two months in his past life before trouble broke out and she terminated the contract?