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"Dad

Mu Qingfeng got a crutch.

There was a flash of anger in the bottom of his eyes, and soon he was pressed down again.

Holding on, there was no attack.

"Get out of the way."

Mu Ming murmured and rebuked.

Mu Qingfeng's face was heavy and heavy, and his voice was a little more cold than before. "Dad, what are you doing here? Do you want all the descendants of your old man for the sake of a Muyu city?"

"Well, all of you add up to be inferior to Yucheng."

Mu Ming's words, like a thorn into Mu Qingfeng's heart.

He was suddenly livid. "Dad, are you too partial?"

"Partiality, am I wrong?"

Mu Ming looks at Mu Qingfeng coldly, "if you can match Yucheng, the president of Mu's group will be him?"

The disdain in his tone angered Mu Qingfeng's repressed unwillingness and anger.

His face changed and changed, his facial features were slightly distorted because of this, "Dad, it's not that we can't compare with Yucheng, it's you who are always partial.

From the moment Yucheng was born, you were biased. You couldn't see my efforts or Ziyang's efforts.

If you hadn't helped him all these years, he wouldn't have been what he is today. "

Mu Qingfeng said more excited, the corner of the mouth of the sneer and sarcasm is also thicker, "but you help him how, muyucheng did not regard you as an elder to respect.

He doesn't appreciate what you've done for him all these years, and even hates you.

He hates that you killed his mother, that you forced his father to death, and that you had to give up Xiao Yu

"Shut up."

Mu Ming gasps and yells.

Where does Mu Qingfeng stop? He doesn't stop.

Seeing that Mu Ming was angry and blue, he was more excited, "Dad, are you afraid to face the things you have done?

It's no secret that Yucheng hates you.

Even if you put him in the chair of the president, he is against you.

When you stopped him and Su Luan together, he made you hospitalized several times.

I dare say that even if you always look at him, he will always hate you. "

"You son of a bitch You... "

Mu Ming is breathing more and more heavily.

The hatred flashed in Mu Qingfeng's eyes, "I'm a villain, but it's all due to you.

If you had not been biased and refused to give me and Ziyang a chance.

Even if an outsider playing chess played Ziyang, you would not take the lead for Ziyang.

Since you are so partial to Yucheng, it's no wonder that I don't want to publicize the news that Mu Yucheng has a terminal illness... "

"Dare you..."

When Mu Qingfeng takes out his mobile phone to make a phone call.

He spat out a mouthful of blood.

As soon as you close your eyes, you faint.

Mu Yucheng to the foot of the mountain, Su Luan is squatting in the water, looking at the water in the happy pursuit of small fish.

There was a handsome face reflected in the shimmering water.

Her eyes were attracted, coagulated in the eyes of that face, dyed with shallow tenderness.

Smile on the lips.

"Luan Luan."

Overhead, a man's deep magnetic voice sounded, especially good in this morning.

She turned her head and looked up at him.

Four eyes are opposite, eyes are full of love.

The heart has the rhinoceros and reaches out the hand at the same time.

Her small hand was held by his big, thick and powerful hands.

A gentle pull lifted her up.

Su Luan rushed into his arms, another hand around his waist, smiling like flowers in his arms.

Like her, he put his other arm around her slender waist, smiling gently and fondly at the corners of his mouth.

"Was it tiring to carry me so far?"

"Not tired."

He shook his head.

"Is granddad looking for you

As soon as the topic turned, the smile in his eyes was hidden. As soon as he recovered, the mobile phone ringing was annoying.

"Let's go back today."

Su Luan see he is not happy, put his hand into his pocket, take out the mobile phone for him.

"It's Wu Bo."

Mu Yucheng picked up the phone and didn't open his mouth. On the other end of the phone, Wu Bo's voice came anxiously, "young master, the master fainted and vomited a lot of blood."

"What's going on?"

The color of Muyu Chengjun changes.

What grandfather said just now, he didn't think he could breathe.

“……”

After su Luan gave him his mobile phone, he turned and left.

But as soon as he took a step, he heard the cold voice of Muyu City, and then turned his head to look at him.

On her eyes of concern, Mu Yucheng looks a little bit slow.

Su Luan stood two steps away and looked at him gently."Well, I'll be back in a moment."

Hearing this, she nodded to him.

After hanging up the phone, Mu Yucheng explained, "Luan Luan, my grandfather was spit up by my second uncle..."

"You call to book the ticket, and we'll go back and pack up now."

Su Luan did not wait for him to finish, then took the word.

"Well."

Mu Yucheng turns his head and looks at the mountain behind him.

He had a good time here for ten days, but he didn't give up.

Although in these days is not completely indifferent to the world, on the contrary, even if he takes a vacation, he also wants to manage the company remotely.

But he really felt happy to live in such a quiet and beautiful place with Luan Luan.

It took more than two hours to return to the prosperous city of Z City from the remote countryside.

Mu Yucheng and Su Luan rush to the hospital directly.

In the ward, Mu Ming, with the instrument tube in his body, looks at him weakly with half open eyes.

"Yucheng, you go out first. I'll have a word with Miss Su."

Even at this time, Mu Ming can't just be a sick old man.

Still can't let go of his concern.

Mu Yucheng frowns slightly. If he refuses, he is stopped by Su Luan's gentle action.

She grabbed his finger and whispered, "grandfather, Yucheng is not an outsider. What do you want to say in front of him."

Mu Ming chokes at her words.

There was a trace of displeasure in his old face.

Of course he knows that Yucheng is not an outsider.

He is his grandson.

But Mu Ming doesn't want to be heard by Mu Yucheng.

He glared at Muyu city and motioned him to go out.

Mu Yucheng but motionless, a pair of you want to say, do not say even if the expression.

Mu Ming heaved a deep breath, "Su Wenchou, did you and Yucheng go back to the imperial capital last time? Was his condition better?"

Since he won't leave, he will be in front of him.

"Don't worry, Grandpa. You're better off in Yucheng."

"That's good."

Hearing that Mu Yucheng is getting better, Mu Ming's face suddenly shows a smile of relief.

Mu Yucheng's eyes moved, looking at Mu Ming's smile, the indifference in his heart seems to have a trace of loose.

"Miss Su, you can't be too tired until you get well. You have to take care of him during this period of time."

It is rare for Mu Ming to talk to people in such an attitude.

Su Luan nodded and said gently, "I will take care of Yucheng."

"What's more, you can't let the outside world know about Yucheng's illness. That night, he played Ziyang and angered their father and son.

They may take advantage of Yucheng's illness to fight for the group. "

Speaking of this, Mu Ming looks away from Su Luan and looks at Muyu city.