CEO Loves Wife Everyday

Mu Shuishan leaned lazily on the sofa, put the small snacks in the packaging bag in his mouth, staring at the daily flower board on his head in a daze, and couldn't help breathing out.

After a while, the mobile phone on the side of the "Ding Dong" several sound up.

Mu Shuishan looked at the side and casually took the mobile phone. He just slid the mobile phone and looked at it. After a few seconds, Mu Shuishan decided to call Si Yu directly.

"Hello, Xiao Shan." After a while, the voice of Si Yu came out from the mobile phone.

At the thought of seeing Xie Yiwen and another girl's intimate picture in the restaurant last time, Mu Shuishan just disappeared like a cabbage, and seemed to be beaten with chicken blood.

"What's the matter? You just sent me wechat about Xie Yiwen?" Mu Shuishan asked with a puzzled face, subconsciously put the snacks in his arms back on the coffee table.

Secretary language nodded, the whole person is super depressed state, "yes, I still think he's a little strange recently, I asked him, said nothing, but I'm always not at ease, always feel strange."

Mu Shuishan covered his chest and coughed a few times. After all, there is no full evidence now. He suddenly told Si Yu what he saw last time. It would be not good to misunderstand at that time.

"It's normal to be surprised once in a while. I think Zhan Beirong is very strange today." Mu Shuishan pretended to be calm and said that when it comes to Zhan Beirong, the whole person is in tears.

Secretary language frowned, not sure asked two words, "is it?"

Mu Shuishan nodded heavily, "yes, yes, it's normal."

"But he's been late lately." Si Yu continued.

Mu Shuishan is a little confused. This sentence comes out of Si Yu's mouth. It always feels strange. It doesn't look like the old style of Si Yu at all.

It seems that Xie Yiwen should have something shady to do, otherwise he would like to go home late.

"Hello, Xiao Shan, are you listening?"

Division Language see Mu Metasequoia for a long time without a word, a face of doubt continued to ask a sentence.

Mu Shuishan just now was still wandering in his mind, which was pulled out. He responded conditionally: "Oh, listen, listen, oh, you don't think so much. I plan to go to work on Monday and ask you out next time."

"All right." The division language a face does not have the strength to say, afterward then hung up the telephone.

Mu Shuishan holds his mobile phone to his chin, and his face is full of doubts and indignation. "If I catch Xie Yiwen, look at me..."

Before he finished his words, Mu Shuishan was so excited that he almost dropped his mobile phone on the ground. Suddenly he remembered that he wanted Zhan Beirong to help him investigate Xie Yiwen's affairs.

"No, I have to ask him."

With that, Mu Shui Shan stepped on his slippers and walked towards the study. Just as he got to the door, Mu Shui Shan stopped. His mind was full of Zhan Beirong's unwillingness.

"Zhan Beirong certainly doesn't want to help me. Otherwise, according to his efficiency, it's not a matter of minutes." Mu Shuishan murmured in a low voice, hesitated for a while, glanced at the corner of his mouth and continued: "forget it, don't let Zhan Beirong help me, I'd better do it myself." Mu Shuishan was about to leave when the door of the study behind him was suddenly opened.

Zhan Beirong looks at Mu Shuishan with a puzzled look on his face, "is the mood relieved?"

Mu Shuishan turned around, suddenly a word, suddenly let her some confused, what is the mood to ease?

"By the way, I have to go back to work on Monday. You can't ask for leave for me or anything." Mu Shuishan directly ignored Zhan Beirong's question and said firmly.

On this matter, Mu Shuishan has seriously thought, before the normal to work, there will never be such a mess of things, or a little more serious work.

"Monday?" Zhan Beirong frowned slightly.

Mu Shuishan nodded, his face was full of incomparable affirmation, "yes."

After a while, Zhan Beirong continued to ask: "the day after tomorrow?"

Mousse continued to nod, as if a chicken were pecking at the rice, but he could not help but start to fight in the north. He was really afraid to be beaten up by the North Rong to make complaints about the brain capacity of the North Rong.

Is it not Monday the day after tomorrow, or next Monday, or next Monday?

In this case, it will be a long time. I think it's all suffering.

Zhan Beirong put his hand in his trouser pocket and lowered his head to pick up Mu Shuishan's right hand.

Mu Shuishan looked along Zhan Beirong's line of sight. The gauze on his hand had been removed by Mu Shuishan uneasily, but he simply pasted a few bandages.

"Oh, there's nothing wrong with my hand. It should leave scars. Anyway, it won't affect my normal work and life." Mu Shuishan said with a firm face.

Seeing that Zhan Beirong didn't speak, Mu Shuishan quickly took his hand back and looked up at Zhan Beirong secretly. Ah... The eyes are complicated and reluctant. Mu Shuishan habitually nibbled his lower lip. He had ten thousand doubts in his heart. Is it hard for him to be satisfied that Beirong has to fatten up, and then he won't do anything“ If you don't say anything, you'll agree. " Mu Shuishan took advantage of the war Beirong has not yet made a statement, quickly said a word. Zhan Beirong saw Mu Shuishan's resolute attitude, and he didn't deny it any more. He just took Mu Shuishan's hand and walked downstairs. Seeing this, Mu Shuishan instantly understood that Zhan Beirong could finally return her freedom, and almost jumped up in excitement. Walking downstairs to prepare for lunch, Mu Shuishan stares at Zhan Beirong's clothes and then looks down at his clothes. He closes his hands and says with a smile: "I think your clothes are really beautiful today." Zhan Beirong looks at Mu Metasequoia without expression, and goes to one side without saying anything. Mu Shuishan slightly squints his eyes and stares at Zhan Beirong's back like a super flower maniac. After a while, Mu Shuishan suddenly thinks of something super important and immediately keeps up with Zhan Beirong“ By the way, didn't I have a coat on me last night? " Mu Shuishan came to Zhan Beirong and asked with a puzzled face“ It's washed. " Zhan Beirong simply threw out two words“ Did you wash it? " Mu Metasequoia blinked and asked. A few seconds later, Mu Metasequoia reflected that what they said was not the same coat at all. He continued: "I'm not talking about your coat. It's another one. If someone lent it to me, I must give it back to someone else." Zhan Beirong glanced at Mu metasequoia and said, "I lost it."