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273 Chapter 278. Take care of your wife

273 Chapter 278. Take care of your wife
A trace of tiredness was hidden in Mu Linzhi's deep black eyes, and he rushed back in time after running back and forth.

The man's thin lips were tightly pursed, and his voice was so cold that no one could refute it.

"Go out by yourself."

Mo Zhiyao turned around and looked, only half of what she said did not continue, she looked at Mu Linzhi with a sneer.

"Mr. Mu is back. It's just right, you can talk to Qingqing yourself."

Qing Cen suddenly stared at the man in doubt, but Mu Linzhi was always calm and peaceful, his eyes were always gentle and indulgent, which made people feel at ease.

Just as Mo Zhiyao walked out the door, Yi Chi happened to be driving there, saw her here, walked over to hold her in displeasure.

"Boss Yi, take care of your wife." Mu Linzhi stood alone, his eyes were cold.

Yi Chi stuffed Mo Zhiyao into the car, and quickly approached worriedly, looking at Qing Cen, "Miss, are you alright?"

What he called her never changed.

Qing Cen frowned and shook his head indifferently, looked at Mo Zhiyao in the car with some worry, "I'm fine, you go take care of Yao Yao."

Yi Chi breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he couldn't stay here any longer, he quickly nodded and got in the car to take Mo Zhiyao away.

In Biyan Villa, Aunt Jin came back to her senses, if the brat hadn't come in time, Mo Zhiyao might have said that she didn't know anything.

"Oh, brat, you're back." Aunt Jin hurriedly pulled him in, "Hurry up, Bao'er misses you so much."

Mu Linzhi chuckled leisurely, approached Gu Damei, stroked her hands lightly, and rubbed them gently twice.

The eyelashes in the man's downcast eyes fluttered slightly, hiding all his tiredness, his thin lips were slightly curved, and his tone was melodious.

"Baby, do you really miss me?"

The doubts in Qing Cen's heart were suppressed by the strong smell of tobacco on the man's body.

She frowned slightly, and asked in a low voice, "Why are you smoking so much again?"

Mu Linzhi was taken aback for a moment, thinking that she was concerned about the smell of smoke, raised his arm to sniff lightly, and said softly, "Well, I'm going to change clothes."

The man took off his windbreaker neatly, gave Shen Zhou a look, and entered the study together.

"Mr. Mu, Miss Mo almost said it, but luckily you came back in time." Shen Zhou said in a low voice.

Mu Linzhi stood in front of the window and changed into a khaki soft lining, his brows were deeply furrowed, and his tone was cold.

"The next time you see her come in again, just throw it out."

"Understood, Mr. Mu." Shen Zhou continued.

"Mr. Gu also intentionally suppressed the recent rumors. President Li has not closed his eyes all day and night, and most of the malicious media have shut up. It's just that Gu's reputation is still somewhat affected."

Mu Linzhi replied calmly, fastening the collar button around his neck with his slender fingers.

"I'll take care of this matter. Be careful not to mention Mo Zhiyao in front of Qingqing."

"Understood, Mr. Mu." Shen Zhou nodded and said.

Mu Linzhi glanced at him lightly, "You stay in the study for five minutes before going out."

He pushed open the door of the study and looked at the beauty on the sofa with a smile on his cold face.

"Baby, I've changed it." The man's voice was deep and lazy.

Mu Linzhi sat on the sofa and leaned over to approach her, rubbing the beauty into his arms.

He half closed his eyes, the tiredness in his eyes had subsided, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and he sniffed the breath at the tip of her hair obsessively.

"I haven't seen you all day and night, I miss you so much."

Qing Cen leaned in his arms, the doubts in her heart couldn't get rid of, she just frowned, put her arms around the man's neck, and spoke coquettishly.

"Smelly man, remember to take me with you next time you go out!"

(End of this chapter)

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