Black-bellied husband, don't be too bad

Chapter 318

The blue veins on Mu Xiuchen's forehead suddenly popped up, his brows were furrowed into a frown on his usually gentle and calm face, and there was an aura of rain coming.

Wen Xin looked at him with her eyes open, with an apologetic expression on her face: "I slipped my hand just now and didn't hold it."

Mu Xiuchen closed his eyes and opened them again, pointing to the glass door and said to Wen Xin, "Go out."

The voice wasn't too loud, but anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Mu Xiuchen was angry.

But out of upbringing, Mu Xiuchen kept holding back and didn't explode.

Wen Xin stared at him blankly, and said aggrievedly: "I didn't mean it, what are you doing so angry?"

Mu Xiuchen endured and endured, and said, "Did I tell you not to move, huh?"

The tone words deliberately added at the end made Wen Xin sneer suddenly. She slowly squatted down, picked up a broken crystal, and sneered with a smile on her lips: "Clover, she likes it very much, doesn't she?"

This crystal was brought by Mu Xiuchen from home. In fact, Mu Xiuchen seldom returned to the old house since Lu Xiang left and Mrs. Mu passed away, but that day was the anniversary of the death of Mrs. Mu. After a while, when I slept in my room at night, I suddenly thought of some things from the past.

He is what it means to be a teenager in the middle of the night suddenly dreaming.

In the opposite room of Mu's old house that day, he saw cosmetics that had been put away by him, many of them were new, and there were various lipsticks of different styles.

Four years have passed, and he still remembers the unique scent of perfume on Lu Xiang's body.

Those are his memories.

In fact, I think the happiest life in my life is only those few months. Although they are entangled because of conflicts of interests, it is also a pleasure to quarrel and quarrel every day, and to see that woman looks angry but helpless.

Thinking of this, he felt hypocritical again, after so long, he still thought of her.

Mu Xiuchen once laughed at Fu Heng, thinking that he was boring, waiting for a woman who no longer loved him.

But he, maybe still waiting for a woman who will never see him.

Later, he found the crystal in the old house, thinking that there was no decoration in the office, so he simply brought it here.

Now, it's a pile of debris.

Really, no matter how beautiful a thing is, after passing through his hands, it will eventually be broken glass and colorful clouds scattered all over the place.

Mu Xiuchen sat down on the table with a low voice, "Don't make me say it a second time, get out!"

Even though he was very angry, he still gave enough face.

Wen Xin still did not give up: "Why don't you answer my question, talk to you, you have never forgotten her in your heart, have you?"

As she spoke, her eyes were slowly becoming hot and humid: "Then what am I? Is it all in vain for me to devote so many years of youth to you? Who was always by your side to take care of you when the Mu family had an accident? Who is it that accompanied you to get the shares from the wolves of the Mu family? I even went to the Lu family to beg for you, and you know how much I hate them."

Emotionally, everyone is blind, but persistent.

Wenxin has no way out.

Mu Xiuchen frowned, "I know, so I can still talk to you normally now!"

He raised his eyebrows and looked at Wen Xin: "Leave me alone!"

There are some things that needn't be said to avoid embarrassing the other party, but Wen Xin doesn't seem to understand this truth.

Wen Xin sniffed and sneered, "Okay, I'll just go."

After exiting the glass door, at the corner of the elevator, she unexpectedly ran into Yu Wanwan who was looking for Mu Xiuchen.

Yu Wanwan is also a strange woman. After being sent home by Mu Xiuchen, she felt that she might still have a chance. In addition, her scandal has recently made headlines, so she wanted to explain it. By the way, I would like to ask Mu Xiuchen about this How things should be handled.

Neither of them is a good person, one looks high and indifferent, but is actually selfish and hypocritical in nature, the other looks weaker than anyone else, and is the best at pretending to be a white lotus.

So when these two people met, they would feel sorry for themselves if they didn't quarrel.

Wen Xin raised her eyes and glanced at her coldly, the contempt in her eyes could not be concealed: "Are all the security guards at Huanyi so short-sighted, let anyone in?"

Yu Wanwan saw that her complexion and mood were not in a good mood, and she smiled a little smugly: "Sister Wenxin, don't blame the security guard, I'm here to find Director Mu, and I made an appointment in advance."

The words "Come to find Mu Dong" immediately made Wen Xin furious, she almost wanted to slap Yu Wanwan on the face, but she couldn't help but raised her brows instead: "Come to find Xiu Chen?"

She approached Yu Wanwan, a little condescending: "Tell him that you have not been raped, are you still a pure white flower?"

Yu Wanwan blushed immediately.

Probably considering that someone was there, Wen Xin deliberately lowered her voice: "Your psychological quality is quite good. Most people would wash their face with tears and stay at home negatively when encountering this kind of thing. Fortunately, you dare to come out to see me after only a few days. People, or did you really climb into that rich second generation's bed?"

Wen Xin smiled extremely contemptuously: "I heard that someone took a picture of you, why, did Director Mu say he was going to protect you, and you come too?"

Yu Wanwan didn't care about Wen Xin's contempt, and said coldly: "Wen Wen, I respect you as a senior, so I have been patient with you, but you don't want to push too hard, I will find out what happened that day, if I find out who framed you Yes, I will definitely not let her go?"

Wen Xin looked at Yu Wanwan's face that was somewhat similar to Lu Xiang's, and felt more and more a thorn in her heart, and it got deeper and deeper.

Four years ago, when Mu Xiuchen insisted on flattering Yu Wanwan, she also made a fuss, but after thinking about it, it was not worth it to froze her relationship with Mu Xiuchen for this woman, not to mention that Lu Xiang would never come back. Now, it's meaningless to be serious with a substitute, so she endured it for four years.

She slowly stretched out her hand and hooked Yu Wanwan's chin: "Do you know why Mu Xiuchen praised you?"

Warmly staring into Yu Wanwan's eyes: "Because you are very similar to his former fiancée in name, although Xiuchen doesn't love her, he still has some guilt, so he wants to make up for it, and you just appeared at that time, understand?"

"So, don't imagine that you will be able to take the position one day."

"Without this face, wouldn't he take another look at you to understand?"

Yu Wanwan turned her face away, saw the tall figure walking over there from the side, and suddenly raised her face and smiled: "Although I am a substitute, you are not even as good as a substitute, otherwise, after so many years, how can you Haven't achieved a positive result yet?"

That provocative gaze made Yu Wanwan lose her mind immediately, without even thinking about it, she slapped Yu Wanwan on the face.

Yu Wanwan could have avoided the slap, but she still received it abruptly.

A layer of red palm prints suddenly appeared on the fair face.

"roll!"

"I made her come."

As soon as the warm voice fell, a man's cold voice sounded behind him.

Mu Xiuchen came over and saw Yu Wanwan covering his face with an aggrieved look, and said coldly: "Wenxin, you are also a public figure, pay more attention to your words and deeds, understand?"

This is also an obvious warning.

Wenxin felt that she had memorized it to the extreme, and was about to sneer, but Mu Xiuchen had already turned around and said, "Come with me."

That sentence was obviously addressed to Yu Wanwan.

Before leaving, Yu Wanwan gave Wen Xin a very provocative look.

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Chu Ci received an email from the Swedish jewelry brand more than half a month later, which gave the designer's email address.

It's just a mailbox, and I don't even know the most basic information about the designer, I don't know the name, I don't know the gender, I'm just a three-no person.

When Fu Heng got off work in the evening, he saw Chu Ci sitting in the living room with a notebook in his arms and taking notes. He couldn't help coming over curiously: "What are you writing, a script?"

Since Chu Ci changed his career as a producer, it is common to revise the script.

Chu Ci shook her head: "No, I'm writing a letter."

Fu Heng came over: "Write a letter, to whom?"

"A designer who doesn't know his name, gender, or nationality."

Fu Heng, "..."

Finally, he said with admiration: "You seem more and more suitable to be a producer now."

Chu Ci understood the meaning of his words, didn't she just think that she has a rich imagination and loves to do things that don't matter?

She snorted coldly: "I think her design is very interesting, so I want to talk more, but I don't understand Swedish, do you understand?"

Fu Heng shook his head: "I don't understand!"

President Fu is not omnipotent.

Chu Ci frowned: "This translation software is so bad, it doesn't look right to me."

Fu Heng glanced at her coldly: "You don't know how to use English? English is a common language. The design master you are talking about should understand English, and it's easy to translate if you don't understand."

Chu Ci slapped her head, "That's right, I wrote it in English."

Her English proficiency is not bad, and she has lived in the United States for so many years, and she can communicate in writing. After thinking about it for about an hour or two, the email was finally written, revised repeatedly, and expressed all the meaning to be expressed.

Fu Heng looked at her delicate appearance, and put a glass of milk in front of her: "Director Chu, drink milk."

Recently, Fu Heng has really turned into a 360-degree family man with no dead ends. He is careful and considerate. He hurts his wife and even his son and daughter feel guilty.

But in order to get the child to call his father earlier, Fu Heng also tried his best.

Chu Ci took the milk and took a sip: "Do you think that master will respond to me? He just gave me an email address. I'm always a little worried."

Fu Heng pinched her face: "You have to try everything, don't you?"

You have to try everything, right!
In the Internet age, the transmission of information is always so fast.

In less than a minute, people on the other side of the world received Chu Ci's email.

(End of this chapter)