I Love My Sweet Neighbor

Not long after, The Wind Is Strange came back.

"President, what I just said was a joke. Don't show it."

The Wind Is Strange's meaning was clear. You don't want to talk to my wife, and you don't want to talk to your wife. These two women are always together. Maybe Yun Zhuran will tell Luo Qianyu.

Mu Qingtian frowned, nodded at feng yiqi, then waved his hand to signal that he could go out.

The Wind Is Strange had just left when Mu Qingtian called out, "You're back."

The Wind Is Strange immediately opened the door, but did not go in.

Mu Qingtian approached him and asked, "What I just said..."

"I understand. I won't tell anyone."

Without Mu Qingtian's instructions, The Wind Is Strange was always safe. However, when he left, he even blinked and seemed a little ambiguous.

Mu Qingtian moved to the back of his desk with his hands on his head.

"What's wrong with me? What am I supposed to do? No. Did I cheat? Did you sleep with another woman? Not really. What am I panicking about? Really. I am pure and clear, with a clear conscience! Haha, that's it! I dare to say that to anyone!"

That's what he said to himself. He picked up a report and looked at it twice, still feeling upset. He simply threw it on the table. At the same time, he lay back and faced the ceiling.

"I don't want to do anything today. I'm so tired." Mu Qingtian muttered to himself, pressing his hand between his eyes from time to time.

The door opened again.

Mu Huanjiang came in from outside.

He came to report to mu Qingtian.

"President, what you asked me to do last time is now clear. I think..."

Before Mu Huanjiang could talk about it, Mu Qingtian started talking to herself.

"Oh, Huan Jiang, you're here. I happen to have something to talk to you about."

Mu Huanjiang stopped talking about himself immediately.

"President, what's the matter?"

"Let's go home for lunch. Oh, I'm talking about my hometown. Mom and dad set up a table of food. Invite me and Dyeing. I called Willow just now. She's going too."

A bitter gleam flashed across Mu Huanjiang's face and he said, "No, I think I should forget it."

Mu Qingtian came over and patted Mu Huanjiang on the shoulder, "Don't do this. Everyone was a family. Let's eat together..."

"I still have work."

Mu Huanjiang stood up. What he was thinking was that you were a family, not me.

Mu Qingtian knew that.

Mu Qingtian saw that Mu Huanjiang's attitude was very determined and knew that after all, there was a gap between him and his mother. He could not force it, so he could only say angrily, "If you have something to do, then forget it. By the way, I still have some sense to tell you. Long Yue and Mu Qiaoyang... I saw them the last time I went abroad."

Mu Huanjiang nodded, "You told me about this."

"Yes, I saw him abroad last time, but this time in Beijing."

Mu Huanjiang was also shocked, "You saw them?"

Mu Qingtian continued nodding. This time, he nodded more than he did last time, as if he was confirming this fact.

"Yes, I did. But I only saw Long Yue, who was staying at the same hotel as me. I didn't see Qiao Yang. Long Yue said he would be back soon."

"Are you staying at the same hotel as Long Yue?"

Mu Huanjiang could not help but cast a suspicious look at mu Qingtian.

Mu Qingtian was on fire, or rather, the anger he had accumulated over the past two days. Even if Mu Huanjiang didn't say anything, he understood the profound meaning of that gaze.

"What's wrong with you all? Why do you always suspect me? Yes, a hotel, but there are many rooms in the hotel. Do I have to have something to do with her?"

Mu Qingtian roared, his face red, his eyes wide open, his hands dancing, and he was almost three feet tall.

Mu Huanjiang quickly comforted him, "I don't doubt anything."

"I wish I didn't doubt it. It's okay to doubt it. I have a clear conscience and I'm open and aboveboard. I..."

Just then, he couldn't help but think of the scene of lying on the same couch as Long Yue by the pool. That face immediately resembled a piece of red cloth. Finding that Mu Huanjiang was looking at herself, Mu Qingtian quickly turned her face away from Mu Huanjiang's eyes.

A clear conscience, really? If it's true, what are you afraid of?

Mu Qingtian, you still did something wrong.

In the blink of an eye, it was noon, and Yun Zhuran dressed up in the mirror.

The thought of going to her mother-in-law made her nervous.

The last time we went was before we got married, and we didn't get along very well. Fortunately, time has changed and things have changed a lot. Especially the last time she helped Mu Mu and Mu Ruoliu make up, her mother-in-law was much better to herself now.

Even so, you can't take it lightly.

Mu Mu's personality was odd, and he might have turned his head. It's better to be careful.

Yun Zhuran lay on the table and looked lazily at himself in the mirror.

"Yun Zhuran." She called her name, "What's wrong with you now? Just because he didn't go to work. She became such a little woman. All day long, I was just imagining things. Suspecting this, suspecting that, the gains and losses are endless. What's wrong with you? A little woman is a little woman!"

She gestured at herself in the mirror and smiled again.

Is she not a little girl or something? With a big tree like mu Qingtian around, it was impossible not to be a little woman.

"Forget it, forget it." Yun Zhuran said to himself, "I'll go to work in two days. Stop imagining things."

He picked up his phone to check the time and left. She stood up and walked outside. After looking around, Mu Qingtian's car was still nowhere to be seen.

Impatient, she picked up her phone and was about to call Mu Qingtian.

Suddenly, he saw a car looking over. Without looking at the license plate, Yun Zhuran knew it was Mu Qingtian's car. The car stopped not far away. Probably because he thought it was a good place to turn around.

Yun Zhuran smiled, walked over, opened the door, and was about to sit in. In the end, to her great surprise, a bouquet of red roses came in front of her.

"Oh?" Yun Zhuran was stunned. In her mind, Mu Qingtian was not a romantic man.

The roses fell slightly and Mu Qingtian's face rose from behind.

"Honey, it's for you."

"For me?" Not only was Yun Zhuran not happy, he pulled up his face. "What day is it today? Why did you give me this?"

"Today... Is not a special day. We're going to dinner with our parents. So... So... I bought roses."

No matter what the cause or effect is, it doesn't make sense.

He went to his parents' place to eat, so he bought roses for his wife.

Even a child would not have such an association.

Yun Zhuran sat down, held the roses in his arms and counted them, "One, two, three... A lot. No, tell me how many there are."

Mu Qingtian said solemnly, "Ninety-nine red roses represent my love for you for a long time."

"Ha!" Yun Zhuran smiled, hugged the roses and said, "I learned it from the little girl who sold them."

Mu Qingtian had to smile awkwardly, "I learned it from the florist. But it's not a little girl. It's an old girl. She's in her forties. She's almost fifty."

Yun Zhuran glanced at him and found that Mu Qingtian was looking at him too. He quickly took his eyes back and stared at the roses, "This seems to be the first time you've bought me flowers. It took me so long to remember. You are really a piece of wood. You bought flowers today... Say, did you do something wrong?"

Yun Zhuran suddenly glared.