100 styles of Sheng Shao's wife

Chapter 2025 Established a business, it's time to start a family

"Don't look at it, drink it quickly." He had to supervise her.

The girl smiled, and obediently drank the two bottles of soothing brain tonic liquid in front of him.

He shook her shoulder in relief, the phone rang at this moment, he took it out to see that it was Si Ming calling, he connected, heard what Si Ming said, and said, "Okay, I'll be right over."

At the end of the call, he looked at Xiaoying dotingly, stroked her hair, "Shall I go up first?" His face was gentle.

"Go." She handed him a peaceful smile.

Sheng Yu turned around and walked towards the office door...

M Moser Group, in the CEO's office.

After Mu Yijun finished his work, he closed the last signed document. He opened the drawer to put the document, his eyes fell on the black pen with gold edge, and he was startled.

After putting away the documents and taking out the pen, he frowned slightly, feeling a little absent-minded.

This pen was a gift from his mother that year. He has always used it to encourage himself and kept it in a drawer in his office.

Combined with the dream he had last night, holding this pen, he missed his mother even more.

Uncle Wen came here with a glass of warm water, and gently placed the glass on his table.

Uncle Wen also saw this pen, and of course knew its significance to Mr. Mu, but he didn't point it out, and didn't even bother him.

After being handed warm water, he turned and left, returning to his place.

Mu Yijun stared at the words on the pen, and his eyes were covered with mist.

……

In the evening, Mu Yijun came out of the conference room, and Uncle Wen followed him and asked softly, "Mr. Mu, are you working overtime tonight?"

He thought about it, and there was nothing to be busy with work, but if he went back so early...it would be too deserted.

In fact, Uncle Wen also knew that there was no need to work overtime at work, so he suggested, "Mr. Mu, why don't we go eat claypot rice?"

Mu Yijun was slightly startled, turned his eyes to look at him, and the two walked into the CEO's office side by side.

With a gentle smile on Uncle Wen's face, he waited for his answer.

"Okay." Mu Yijun said, "Go for a walk on the embankment after dinner, take a walk."

"Well, that's what I thought too."

So they simply packed up and left together.

Today, Uncle Wen was the driver, Mu Yijun sat in the back seat of the car, and the Maybach drove towards the claypot restaurant that Tang Tang and he had been to before.

Mu Yijun's face was calm, and no one knew what he was thinking.

In the evening, the setting sun slanted over from the west mountain, everything on the ground was shrouded in a fuzzy rose color, the sun was no longer dazzling, but very soft.

Slowly retreating westward, as gentle and peaceful as a pretty girl.

The car is moving forward...

He arrived at the destination in a short while. Uncle Wen and Mu Yijun almost opened the door and got off the car together. He didn't wait for Uncle Wen to open the door, and he was not used to being served.

"President Mu, is this here?"

"Ah."

So, the two took steps towards the inside.

The storefront is small, and the sanitation conditions are average. Because it is not very high-end, the people who come and go here are generally ordinary consumers.

There is no one else with the status of President Mu except him.

After entering, Mu Yijun and Uncle Wen sat down in an inconspicuous corner, and soon a waiter came over and handed them the menu, because there are different types of claypot rice.

"You come first." In order to keep a low profile, Uncle Wen didn't address Mr. Mu anymore, but just handed him the menu.

He had seen the menu, so he didn't take it, "You order, I want an eggplant and beans."

"Okay." The waiter recorded with a pen and paper.

Uncle Wen picked a cauliflower and asked her to put less chili.

The waiter left, and about 3 minutes later, two hot and fragrant claypot rice was handed over, "Please take it slowly."

Uncle Wen poured him a cup of warm water, "I don't know if you are used to drinking this tea, but we forgot to bring tea."

"I'm not particular, you know."

Uncle Wen smiled and handed him a cup, and Mu Yijun thanked him.

Then there was no communication, until halfway through the meal, Uncle Wen said, "What do you think of the girl Tang Tang?"

Mu Yijun didn't expect him to ask such a question.

But since he mentioned it, he thought about it seriously, "Which aspect are you referring to?"

"Various aspects."

"..." The corners of Mu Yijun's lips twitched slightly, "I don't know her very well, so my evaluation can't even be called objective."

"Then you must know her a little bit, you have had dinner together, and you are not strangers."

"So you must give an evaluation today?"

Uncle Wen smiled, "I'm just curious."

Mu Yijun not only regarded him as a special assistant, but also as a friend. He thought for a while, "It feels okay, very simple, without fame or fortune, and without any scheming."

It is the sense of sight of an ordinary little girl next door.

Uncle Wen already has a steelyard in his heart. There are not many girls who can get praise from Mr. Mu these days. Mr. Mu is usually busy with work, so he rarely pays attention to any girls.

Mr. Mu has never gone out for dinner with a girl alone.

I hope this is a good start. Uncle Wen watched Mr. Mu grow up, just like an elder.

Now that I have seen him start a business, I really want to see him start a family again.

The sun was setting and night fell.

In Yuanjiang County, Tang Tang, who helped her aunt visit the store for a day, returned to her home. After dinner, she took a shower and locked herself in the bedroom.

Her bedroom is very simple, with pink walls, a bed, a wardrobe and a desk.

She was sitting at the desk drawing design drafts at the moment, and hills had already sprouted in the wastebasket next to her.

While drawing, she crumpled up the paper and threw it away!

What's going on tonight?Why can't I always draw what I want?

She was very anxious, but she never gave up... This night, she didn't put down the pen until she couldn't open her eyelids.

……

midnight.

Lingyu, in the master bedroom, the lights are warm and yellow.

Xiaoying was lying in Shengyu's arms, he was not asleep, his brows were slightly furrowed, worried that Xiaoying would have another nightmare.

Sure enough, her closed eyeballs began to roll.

The whole soul was brought into the dream again.

"Shi Ying, you can't escape this time!" The middle-aged man took a revolver and approached her step by step.

Holding a heart, she stepped back step by step until she heard the sound of stones rolling down!

When she looked back, she was so frightened that her heart would jump out!
It's an abyss! !

She stopped just in time!Facing the cold and proud sight of the middle-aged man not far away.

She was terrified. This was a place without sunlight, and the air was filled with mist. She couldn't tell if this was the world.

"Shi Ying, since you let Shen Demon go, then pay for your own life!"

"Yes, our son cannot die unjustly, we must give him an explanation!"

In reality, Shengyu noticed that the girl in his arms was shaking violently, he turned on the main light casually, and saw her closed eyeballs were spinning violently, and thin beads of sweat emerged from her forehead.

"Xiaoying, Xiaoying." He turned sideways and tried to wake her up, clasping his fingers tightly with her, "Xiaoying, wake up."

(End of this chapter)