boss is throwing dog food again today

Chapter 519 Heartache
=====The day of the awards ceremony===
In the morning, Mu Xi was eating breakfast.

At the quiet dining table, the man in front of him read today's morning newspaper slowly, drinking coffee leisurely.

Mu Xi looked at the time. Normally at this time, Shen Xiaojue had already finished eating and was waiting to send her to school.

But now, his whole plate of breakfast was motionless.

"You...won't you eat?" Mu Xi, who had held back for a long time, finally broke the silence and opened her mouth.

"Eat." Shen Xiaojue said indifferently, without the enthusiasm of the past.

Mu Xi sighed in disappointment, is this man mad at her for going to the bar the day before yesterday?
When she woke up that morning, she only saw messy sheets and an empty half of the bed. Shen Xiaojue had gone out early in the morning.

Mu Xi finally felt the loneliness afterwards.

The sadness from the heart made her extremely unstable early in the morning, but she didn't say anything, but endured it silently.

Countless suspicions surrounded her like a demon.

Has he really changed his mind?Or is he really mad?

Shen Xiaojue has not sent her to school for the third day, and this morning is the same as yesterday, extremely indifferent.

Mu Xi was extremely uncomfortable with the sudden sense of gap.

Does this count as the legendary cold violence?
"Master, the stylist is here!" Mu Xi was relieved by Shen Lei's voice.

I saw several men and women walking in from the entrance of the hall, and they bowed respectfully to say hello to Shen Xiaojue.

Shen Xiaojue is like an emperor, he disdains ordinary people.

He took a sip of black coffee and stood up suddenly.

"Master, we have prepared three suit jackets for you." A man standing at the front smiled in awe.

"Ah."

Shen Xiaojue didn't walk towards the door, but turned around and walked towards the dressing room on the second floor.

This is obviously ignoring Mu Xi's existence, and whether she goes to school or not is irrelevant in Shen Xiaojue's mind.

In Mu Xi's morning, Shen Xiaojue's doting and urging voice was no longer heard: Have you packed your things?

Remember to spend your pocket money!

Don't let yourself go hungry!

Remember to go to school and drink plenty of water!

You must listen carefully in class, and you are not allowed to have too much contact with male students after class!
……

A lot of nagging is hard to imagine coming from him.

He must have never thought that Mu Xi had unknowingly gotten used to him chattering when he went out.

And for the past three days, Mu Xi never heard from her again.

The deserted hall seemed even more impersonal.

Mu Xi picked up her schoolbag, sighed in disappointment, took three steps and turned around to look upstairs.

Are you really not going to send her to school?
"boom!"

The door of the dressing room on the second floor was tightly closed, as if deliberately ignoring her, to isolate her.

Mu Xi turned around aggrieved, and walked to the car silently by herself: "Will Shen Xiaojue come to pick me up at night?"

Shen Lei said politely: "Master, I can't say it anymore! Let you go back with the bodyguard and the driver by yourself. He repeatedly emphasized that he will go to the awards ceremony tonight!"

"..." Sure enough, I went to see that big star!snort!
Mu Xi sulked and got into the car: "I'm also going to the award ceremony tonight."

Shen Lei asked suspiciously: "Ms. Mu, are you going to go with the young master? But the young master didn't mention to take you there!"

These words pierced into Mu Xi's heart like a thousand arrows piercing the heart.

She gasped: "He can go? I can't? I have a ticket, okay?"

"Mu Xi, remember to have fun." Shen Lei replied politely.

"..."

Mu Xi sighed in frustration, leaning against the car window, staring fixedly at one place.

The whole person is negative and hopeless, with lifeless eyes and no light.

"Well... Miss Mu, what will you wear at the awards ceremony tonight?"

"The award ceremony has nothing to do with what I wear. I'm not the protagonist, and I'm not a high-ranking nobleman like Shen Xiaojue. I'm just an ordinary audience sitting at the far end of the ordinary area. A person like me is suitable for that position. Why bother?" You have to dress up and look good. I'm just an ordinary person, wearing ordinary clothes and sitting in an ordinary seat."

One sentence is more sad than one sentence.

(End of this chapter)