Zhuang Yan smiled slightly and shook her head: "I don't know about this kind of thing. Maybe the child is too young now."

"Oh." Zhao Marin responded to Zhuang Yan and dragged her long ending sound, "I came in too hurry today and didn't bring you any gifts. Next time, I'll bring you some gifts for you and your children."

"No need, Miss Zhao, I am very grateful for your past grudges." Zhuang Yan smiled lightly and reached out to touch her stomach, "Miss Zhao, I want to ask you something."

Without raising his eyelids, Zhao Marian said the question Zhuang Yan wanted to ask: "Do you want to ask Mr. Mu?" Seeing the latter hesitantly nodding, she continued, "Mr. Mu is coming back from a business trip, but it seems that he doesn't know where you are now."

In the past two months, Zhuang Yan has not heard any news about Mu Lingfeng. Suddenly, he heard that he was coming back from a business trip, and he was a little surprised. Is this Mu Lingfeng planning to let him go? So I haven't heard of anyone searching for his traces in the past two months.

"Miss Zhao, I...I want to trouble you. I know I may not be qualified to ask you for help, but Miss Zhao knows my whereabouts. I..." Zhuang Yan looked down at her raised belly, her hands tangled together and stirred her fingers, and said in a low voice.

"Don't tell Mr. Mu about your here? I know, Mr. Mu is not that bad. He may not be able to put your position in his heart." Mary Zhao smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't tell Mr. Mu. After all, you are hiding in Zhao Yiran's home now. If Mr. Mu knows, Zhao Yiran will definitely not be able to live a good life." She said, but there was a hint of sadness in her eyes.

Zhuang Yan pursed her lips. She also knew that Zhao Yiran was involved in this matter by her, but she had no choice and had no choice.

"Zhuang Yan, you are actually very happy. Although Mr. Mu doesn't want you to have children, when you are gone, he is anxious and something happened." Mary Zhao said lightly, but in Zhuang Yan's eyes it became a different meaning.

"Miss Zhao, have you been with Mu Lingfeng for a long time?" Zhuang Yan asked.

Zhao Marin thought for a while and said, "Ah, yes, it's been several years. Since I graduated from college, I have been following him in the shopping mall. But speaking of this, he and I are really destined to be together. At that time, I ran away from home, didn't even have an ID card or academic certificate, and didn't have any money, so I went to interview the presidential secretary of Mu's Entertainment. Mr. Mu said that he appreciated my bold and arbitrary personality, so he took me under the leadership of Mu's Entertainment. I stayed here for many years."

Zhuang Yan nodded in a daze: "Oh, Miss Zhao, I understand your mood. I, I actually don't like Mu Lingfeng. So, in fact, even if I am pregnant, Miss Zhao still has a chance."

"Huh?" Zhao Marin was stunned for a moment, and a look of contempt burst out in her eyes, but in an instant she changed into a little weirdness: "What do you think? What do you mean I have a chance? For Mr. Mu, he is my benefactor and my immediate boss, and I don't have any other unnecessary thoughts."

Zhuang Yan, who was slapped in the face by Mary Zhao, smiled at her awkwardly and said, "I'm really sorry, Miss Zhao, I, I thought you like Mu Lingfeng."

Mary Zhao giggled but stopped talking.

At this moment, a crisp doorbell sound came to mind outside the door again. Zhuang Yan was about to get up to open the door, but Mary Zhao stopped her: "You are not convenient, I'd better go."

He stood in front of the door with some fresh vegetables and a chilled mandarin fish in his hand. His face was filled with a gentle smile, thinking that he would make fresh fish soup tonight to replenish Zhuang Yan's body. That happy smile made Zhao Mary, who was looking at him in the cat's eyes, feel ache in her heart and immediately opened the door.

"Zhuang Yan, I..." Zhao Yiran held the bag in his hand, but when he saw that it was not Zhuang Yan who opened the door, he was still a little stunned, "Rose, why are you here?"

Mary Zhao hugged her hands on her chest, her beautiful brows frowned slightly, and her tone of speaking was not polite: "Why, don't you welcome me? I'm very kind to come here to visit Miss Zhuang and celebrate your birthday."

Zhao Yiran put all the ingredients in the kitchen, thinking about the real purpose of Zhao Mary coming here, but she still smiled as usual: "Birthday? Wow, it's rare that you still remember it, I almost forgot it myself."

"Hmph, I remember it very clearly. Who told me that I am so familiar with you that I am always so busy that I forgot my broken shell day. In previous years, it would be fine if I was busy because of work reasons, but why are you not busy this year, but you still forgot?" Zhao Marin skillfully took Zhao Yiran's coat and hung it on the coat rack on one side.

Zhuang Yan covered her mouth and smiled, saying, "Oh, no wonder. Today I heard Miss Zhao say that today is your birthday, and I was surprised because you never told me. After a long time of trouble, it turned out that you forgot it."

Zhao Yiran pretended to be embarrassed and wiped his sweat: "Hey, I'm actually quite busy lately. In this way, you two girls are talking here, I'll go cook. Just take it as such, and I'll apologize to you." Because Zhuang Yan's body became increasingly inconvenient, he started to learn cooking. Although the taste was incomparable to Zhuang Yan and the chefs outside, it was not difficult to swallow.

Seeing that Zhao Yiran was about to walk to the kitchen, Zhao Mary pulled Zhao Yiran's clothes in a hurry, but she didn't seem embarrassed or uncomfortable. After all, they were so close before. Mary Zhao curled her lips and said, "Just like your three-legged cat cooking skills? Forget it, let's go out to eat. I have already booked a private room in Dengli Tower. Now it's about the same time."

As soon as this said, the other two were surprised. After a long time, Zhao Yiran said, "This may not work. There should be people searching for Zhuang Yan outside. If Zhuang Yan was found by Mu Lingfeng's people, wouldn't it be very dangerous?"

"Mr. Mu has been on business for two or three months, so I guess he has no time to take care of Miss Zhuang." As Zhao Marin said, she pulled Zhuang Yan and looked around. "Besides, Miss Zhuang has been stuck in this house for a long time and hasn't gone out. She will really get sick after a long time. Moreover, Miss Zhuang is still pregnant, so she has to go out for more relaxation. I'm right, Miss Zhuang."

Zhuang Yan hesitated for a while and nodded slightly: "Although I am indeed bored, is it really safe outside?" She was stuck in the house every day, either reading books or watching TV for a while, and she didn't even have to play with the computer. Because Zhao Yiran said that the computer radiates too much, she was afraid that it would have any impact on the child in Zhuang Yan's belly, so she didn't even lend the computer to Zhuang Yan. Although it was obvious that it was alarmist.

Mary Zhao's hands sank and held her on the sofa, with a strange smile on her face: "Of course I'm completely prepared." She smiled mysteriously and took out a soft chestnut curly hair from the hand-paper bags she brought. "Come on, I'll dress you up, and they won't recognize you. This is my custom wig, don't worry, this is a high-simulation wig, not made of real hair from unknown origins outside."

It was a long, maroon curly hair, with neat but not thick bangs on the forehead. The wig was brand new and exquisitely made, and it really looked like it was made of real hair.

Zhuang Yan was a little resistant to this kind of thing, but Mary Zhao explained that this was not those hairs of unknown origin, and she herself was very eager to go out and see them. So when Mary Zhao put the chestnut wig on Zhuang Yan's head, Zhuang Yan didn't resist at all.

"Look, can you not recognize it if you change your hairstyle?" said Mary Zhao.

Zhao Yiran did not nod, and Zhuang Yan didn't know what to say. It would be better for Zhao Mary to continue to take the wig back into her hands and said, "Don't worry, even if something happens, I have a way to get rid of them. Miss Zhuang, where is your room? I'll dress you up."

"Okay." Zhuang Yan finally nodded, agreed, and led Mary Zhao to the bedroom upstairs.

Mary Zhao finally chose a wide sweater for Zhuang Yan and a down jacket. Because the sweater is very wide and grows to the thigh, it actually covers the raised belly well. If you don’t look carefully, you won’t be able to tell that this is a five-month-old pregnant woman.

Then, Zhao Marin pulled Zhuang Yan's long hair loosely, and more than half of her long hair was tied behind her head, and the rest was casually draped behind her back. She picked up the wig, fiddled with it for a few times, and placed it neatly on Zhuang Yan's head. She picked up the hair rings placed on the dressing table, surrounded the curly hair and surrounded the long hair, loosely tied a low ponytail and hung it behind Zhuang Yan's back.

The soft bangs completely blocked Zhuang Yan's forehead. At this time, Zhao Marin took out a mask from her handbag. Zhuang Yan took it and removed the packaging bag and put it on.

Looking at herself in front of the floor-to-ground mirror, Zhuang Yan couldn't help but look around and smiled with curling eyebrows and said, "Ms. Zhao, your method is so good. It looks like I'm not pregnant." Because of the bangs and mask, Zhuang Yan only showed her eyebrows and eyes, with picturesque eyebrows.

When Zhuang Yan went downstairs, Zhao Yiran was shocked. Seeing Zhuang Yan as if she had completely changed, she couldn't help but exclaim: "Wow, I really couldn't imagine, Rose, are you disguised? You really can't see it."

Mary Zhao smiled and pretended to push Zhao Yiran, saying, "What kind of disguise technique? Can you criticize me like this? My little trick can only make those who are not very familiar with Zhuang Yan unable to recognize it."
Chapter completed!