Chapter 727: Go on Vacation

The Crown Prince's office is very large, with floor-to-ceiling windows covering the entire surface. The decoration is in his usual style, low-key yet luxurious, cold and yet tasteful.

The woman sitting on the sofa couldn't help but stand up and walked to the desk.

There are two photos on the desk.

One picture shows a young woman with a ponytail and a business suit who looks neat and capable. The other photo is a group photo of a family of three.

A handsome little boy stood in the middle, and the man behind held the woman's shoulders tightly. The woman and the little boy smiled brightly, and the man who was always serious about his words also had a slight curve on his lips.

It was a happy and warm smile.

I stared at the photo for a long time, until I heard steady and slow footsteps at the door.

She turned around and her eyes were fixed on the tall black figure coming towards her.

His expression was dazed for a few seconds.

The man was wearing a meticulous black suit, with a crisp white shirt underneath and a pair of nine-point narrow trousers. He had one hand in his trouser pocket and the other hand holding a document, looking cold and tall.

The hair is cut very short, and the hairline and temples are clear and deep.

Xue'er and him were not far apart and looked at each other.

Time seems to be particularly fond of him. With exquisite facial features and handsome outline, he is still the fierce, noble and arrogant man.

It's just becoming more and more unfathomable, mature and cold!

"Ahan." Xue'er raised the corners of her lips slightly, revealing a decent smile, "Long time no see."

Mu Sihan snorted coldly.

In the past six months, he rarely smiled. Most of the time, he was at work, like a machine, unable to laugh or cry, without any emotion.

Through his efforts, his position in the royal family became more and more stable.

Ye Fengjun didn't want him to be immersed in the pain of losing Nan Zhi, so he arranged several blind dates with him overtly and covertly. However, when those wealthy ladies saw his cold face, they were too scared to say a word. said.

Therefore, there is a saying among the upper class circles in the capital that the Crown Prince is a cold-blooded King of Hell, which is in sharp contrast to the romantic and passionate Fifth Highness.

Mu Sihan's eyes only stayed on Xue'er for two seconds, then he spread his slender legs and sat on the leather chair behind the desk. His dark and deep eyes were emotionless, like a cold deep pool, passing by Xue'er When he was beside him, only the cool and refreshing masculine scent was left.

Xue'er lowered her head, her eyes covered by long eyelashes were a bit disappointed, but she quickly adjusted herself.

She looked back at the man who picked up the pen to sign the documents, walked to the desk, and whispered, "Ahan, that time in the village, you asked me to come here to find you. Do you blame me for being late?"

Mu Sihan slightly narrowed his bottomless cold eyes. He put down the pen in his hand and said in a cold voice, "It's not too late. It's just that whether you come or not doesn't mean much to me anymore."

The reason he wanted Xue'er to come over was because he wanted Ye Qing's personality to disappear completely and stop hurting Nan Zhi.

But now that Nan Zhi is gone, it doesn't matter whether he can cure it or not.

Xueer looked at Mu Sihan, who was extremely indifferent to her, and felt extremely uncomfortable, with a bright mist in her eyes, "Ahan, I heard that Miss Nan is no longer here..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mu Si's cold voice, "How did you know?"

"Fourth brother, don't be angry, I said it." Lan Yanzhi, the culprit, walked in from outside. He looked at Mu Sihan, who was as cold as ice, and then at Xue, who looked like he was about to cry. Er, "I met Xue'er on the plane. The two chatted for a few words, but accidentally let something slip."

Mu Sihan raised his slender fingers and pressed his eyebrows, and said with a slightly tired expression, "Sister Xue'er, I'll ask Yi Fan to arrange a hotel stay with you for one night. You should go back to Ningcheng tomorrow."

Xue'er's beautiful brows frowned.

She came and went away as soon as she was summoned. What did he think of her?

Seeing that Xue'er didn't speak, Mu Sihan raised his slender eyebrows, "What, do you have any objections?"

Xue'er's heart twisted tightly as she looked at the man who was so indifferent to her.

But who can blame you?

She committed suicide and made her relationship with him become what it is now.

Even relatives can’t do it.

She shook her head, "Since you don't want to see me, I'll buy a plane ticket and go back later."

Xue'er turned around and walked a few steps towards the door of the office, but couldn't help but look back at him again, "Ahan, I am no longer the same person as before. I understand that feelings cannot be forced." She paused. , his voice was a little choked, "Take care of yourself."

After Xueer left, Lan Yanzhi leaned in front of the desk and handed him a cigarette, "Are you a little too unfeeling towards Sister Xueer?"

Mu Sihan lowered his head to light the cigarette, narrowed his deep eyes slightly, exhaled a long puff of smoke, and said slowly, "It would be heartless to give her hope."

"If you don't give people hope, then why are you asking them to come here?"

Mu Sihan pressed his thin lips tightly and said nothing.

In the past six months, Lan Yanzhi found that he disliked talking less and less. Every time he would say several words, he would reply to the last sentence.

"Forget it, if you don't want to say it, I can't pry your mouth open." Lan Yanzhi paused for a moment, then changed the subject, "Can you still not forget Nan Xiaozhi?"

Mu Sihan took a few puffs of cigarette and then let out a low hum. Although half a year passed, he never stopped thinking about her.

In the dead of night, I would dream of her from time to time.

He dreamed that she was back and standing in front of him. However, when he wanted to hug her, she disappeared again.

The moment I wake up from the dream, my chest will feel even more painful, desolate, miserable, and empty.

"Fourth brother, apart from the fact that you can't forget Nan Xiaozhi, the same goes for Xiao Kai. When he is young, haven't you ever thought about spending more time with him?"

Mu Sihan flicked the cigarette ashes on his fingertips, his eyes darkening a little, "I thought about it, but he said he wanted to learn his skills in the training camp."

"I've been studying for more than half a year. It's time to take some time to go on vacation." Lan Yanzhi took out his mobile phone and pulled out a photo, "Have you seen this island? My assistant discovered it during their honeymoon trip some time ago. It's called Laite Island is an island country in the Pacific. It is not large in area and has a small population. I heard that the scenery is picturesque and spring-like all year round. The scenery is very beautiful. I plan to go there for a vacation. Do you want to consider bringing Xiaokai with me? past?"

Mu Sihan was really not in the mood for a vacation. No matter how beautiful the place was, to him, it was just a black and white photo, not very colorful.

Sure enough, beautiful scenery requires someone to accompany you to see it together.

When Lan Yanzhi saw that Mu Sihan looked uninterested, he took back his phone and said, "Okay, okay, you can continue working. I'm going out to enjoy it."