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Tang Shi secretly clenched his teeth and made up his mind, "I know, Mr. Lin, I will do it as soon as possible."

Lin Che stood up, went to the front of Tang poetry and patted her on the shoulder. His tone slightly eased a little. "All we do is to protect the Bu family and repay the kindness of the Bu family to us. My grandfather often teaches us that we should not forget our roots and be grateful. You don't want to disappoint him, right?"

Tang Shi nodded, "yes, Mr. Lin."

In the evening, Bu Tong and Li Jingchen went to pick up Yan Zheng from school.

Back at xingyuewan, I saw Tang poetry sitting in the living room.

"Poetry aunt!" Yan Zhengmai ran to the Tang poetry with short legs.

"Fight for good, did you have a good time in kindergarten today?"

"Happy."

"Master of poetry? Why are you here? " Bu Tong stepped forward and asked curiously.

In general, Tang poetry always tries to avoid Li Jingchen. Today, the sun is beating to the West.

Tang Shi stood up and said, "isn't my grandfather's birthday party going to be held in the unusual hotel? General manager Lin told me to come over and talk to Mr. Li. "

The man took off his suit and said, "the hotel is in charge of the West. I just ask you to go to him. I only have two requirements: first, safety, second, decency."

"But my husband, Xi Lin has asked for sick leave. I haven't been out of the house these days. I asked Wu Ma to deliver three meals a day."

Li Jingchen touched the girl's face and said in a soft voice, "it's because he asked for leave that he would lie at home all day long thinking and find him something to do. It's not a bad thing."

When the man finished, he turned his head and told his mother, "you don't have to send dinner. Go and tell him to eat by himself."

"Yes, sir," Ma Wu nodded. "I'm going to invite Mr. mu."

"Mr. Shi, you can stay for dinner. After that, I can participate in your discussion."

Tang poetry smile, "good Tung Tung Tung."

Bu Tong takes Yan Zheng to wash her hands and sits down on the dining table. After a few minutes, Wu Ma comes back.

"Mr. and ma'am, Mr. Mu said that he was not in the mood to eat and would not like to come."

The man picked up the chopsticks and said in a cold voice, "if you don't come to pull it down, don't give him food. If you have the ability, he will starve me to death."

All of them said: "forget it, don't worry about him. I'll see him later."

"Yes, ma'am."

After dinner, Li Jingchen went to the study, Butong told the kitchen to prepare food for muxilin, put it in the incubator, and planned to deliver it.

"Master Shi, let's go and have a look at Xilin. If he is not in the mood, he will talk about it another day."

Tang Shi stood up and said, "Tong Tong, I'll go. Aren't you going to help me write? It's important to learn from the struggle. "

"But I'm afraid you two will fight." Bu Tong worried.

"No, I promise you, I will take care of his mood. After all, he is a patient."

"All right," Butong handed him the thermos box on his hand. "His gastritis is almost good. There are some light food in it. You tell him to eat two more mouthfuls and get well soon."

Tang Shi took it with a smile, "I know, you are more and more wordy."

Butong helplessly put out his hand, "I don't know, maybe married is like this."

"Well, I'll go. I'll go home in a moment, and I won't come to say hello to you."

"Well, goodbye."

...

Tang poetry walked out of the door and got into his car directly. With one foot of gas, he came to the door of muxilin's house.

Several houses in xingyuewan have their own characteristics. Although muxilin is not as luxurious as Li Jingchen's, it is full of modern flavor. Even at the door, there are individual sculptures, just like him.

Tang Shi came to the door with the incubator and pressed the doorbell for five minutes before the door was finally opened.

"Annoyed? I said no... poetry, how can it be you? "

Muxilin changed his usual chic old man's dress. He was wearing a light gray household clothes. His hair was messy like a chicken's nest, and his eyes were covered with dark blue. He didn't have a good rest.

"Tong Tong is afraid that you will die of starvation at home. Let me give you something to eat."

She said that birds of a feather flock together. The luxury of the house is almost the same as that of Li Jingchen.

Muxilin closed the door and followed him in, "that's not supposed to be you, right? Is it possible that Butong is afraid that I will commit suicide in depression and ask you to persuade me

"If you can be depressed and commit suicide, I'm afraid that few people in the world can live normally," Tang Shi put the meals on the tea table one by one. "Eat it, Mr. mu, the body is your own. Since you can't die, why bother yourself."

Suddenly there was no movement behind him. Tang Shi turned around and saw muxilin coming out of the restaurant with a bottle of red wine and two goblets in his hand.Tang Shi raised eyebrows, "Mr. mu, I'm just here to give you a meal. If you're not dead, I'd like to discuss with you about the use of a hotel for my grandfather's birthday party. I'm not here to drink with you."

Muxilin sat down on the carpet in front of the tea table, took a pillow behind him, leaned against the sofa, and said slowly, "it turns out that you are looking for me for business, but you have to drink more. As we all know, those who come to me for business must drink me first."

"This is what break the rules," Tang Shi said with a glance, "eat first, so that you don't drink on an empty stomach, and gastritis is committed again. I have to be involved and send you to the hospital."

"Will you accompany me after dinner?"

"No

"Cut!" Muxilin sneered coldly, or obediently picked up chopsticks and began to eat, "I'd better eat it. The world can still think of me, and there's only Butong left. If I even fail her kindness, no one really loves me."

"You think too much, even if it's a stray cat and a stray dog, Tung Tung Tung sees it and will give a mouthful of rice, not caring about you in a targeted way."

Mu Xilin: "Shi Shi, can you let me have a good meal?"

"OK, you eat first."

Butong loaded a meat, two vegetables and a soup, but the amount is not much. Muxilin ate more than half, and ate most of the bowl of rice, then put down his chopsticks, "full, drink."

Tang Shi said with a light smile, "Mr. mu, if I'm not mistaken, this bottle of wine belongs to a famous French winery. If you want to drink it, you have to wake up for more than an hour. So, let's talk about business affairs at this time."

Muxilin has opened the red wine and poured it into two goblets. The corner of his mouth made a smile, "I never wake up after drinking. To tell you the truth, poetry, I'm a layman. I can't tell the difference between wine waking up and waking up. As for the price you said, I don't know. It's the worst wine from Jingchen. He knows I don't Pick and give me some red wine I don't want

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