I Love My Sweet Neighbor

Mu Qiaoyang was silent for a moment.

Yan Waner thought he didn't want to say anything, but Mu Qiaoyang suddenly looked up, picked up the coffee, and took a sip.

"The coffee is still poorly brewed. I even think the most suitable position for me in this company is to make coffee."

Yan Waner smiled.

"Mu Boss, it's not your business to make coffee."

Mu Qiaoyang sighed, "Yeah, so I'm useless here."

He remembered what the directors had done to him and pointed at him and scolded him for his incompetence.

How humiliating.

However, he could not refute it no matter what.

The company's financial results were there, and the performance was declining, and the decline was severe. The most troublesome thing was that he didn't know why. He felt that he was hardworking, hardworking and thrifty. You've worked so hard, why can't you get what you deserve?

Why? He couldn't figure it out. I don't understand at all.

"Ah." He sighed again, and then the topic before him began to say, "My restaurant is called canghai. The theme is nostalgia."

"The sea, the sea that has been through the sea?"

"Yes."

"Are you missing your first love?" Yan Waner suddenly asked.

Mu Qiaoyang looked up at her in surprise, "How do you know?"

"I know." Yan Waner's eyes suddenly glistened with tears. "I recently broke up with my first love. Or rather, not recently. They broke up three years ago. Because of some misunderstanding, I also thought that my pursuit. He couldn't understand, so..."

Yan Waner's first love was naturally Bai Yishen. Mu Qiaoyang was talking about Long Yue.

The two are not the same.

Although they were different, they were also disappointed.

One sigh turned into two.

Then, the two of them smiled bitterly at each other.

Mu Qiaoyang picked up the coffee, "Okay, let's make a cup of coffee instead of wine."

Yan Waner also picked up the glass and the two touched it.

Mu Qiaoyang stood up and walked to the glass wall, looking out.

It's said that the Mu family's commercial territory covers the entire city. But I didn't do anything here. But now that I'm sitting here, I feel really uncomfortable, like I'm being roasted on a fire. I feel terrible."

Yan Waner also walked here, but instead of looking down, she looked up.

"I came here because it's higher. I think if my parents were in heaven, they would be able to see me easily."

"Your parents passed away? It's so unfortunate."

Yan Waner shook his head.

"Who knows?"

"Ah?" Such an answer surprised Mu Qiaoyang. If his parents didn't die, then why did Yan Waner say something like that just now? But it was a big unfilial act.

Yan Waner turned his head and explained to Mu Qiaoyang.

I hope they have passed away. Because I was an orphan, I was abandoned when I was very young. I hope it's because of this. If they abandoned me for another reason, then I will hate them for the rest of my life."

"I see." Mu Qiaoyang finally understood. "It seems that you are also a miserable person."

Both of them looked outside.

Nobody spoke.

Suddenly, Mu Qiaoyang's phone rang. It was Hou Nan who came to tell him to get down quickly. He had something to deal with.

Mu Qiaoyang sighed. He had long detested such complicated work. He wanted to give up the position of president, but now he had to sit down. How infuriating.

"Mu Boss, will you attend the signing ceremony this afternoon?"

"Of course. Media reporters will come too. The Blue sky group is going to take this opportunity and use Miss Yan's popularity to promote it."

"Well, I look forward to signing this afternoon." She paused and added, "Not looking forward to signing, but looking forward to meeting Mu Boss again."

On this day, Mu Qiaoyang met Yan Waner and had a good impression.

On the other side of the city, in Hei Jieming's villa.

Si Ninghua was making coffee again, and the smell of coffee filled the room.

"Mom." Hei Jieming walked to si ninghua's side.

"What's the matter?" Si Ninghua knew something was wrong without looking at Hei Jieming.

"There is indeed something. This..." Hei Jieming hesitated.

"Go ahead." Si Ninghua turned around and looked at Hei Jieming. "Tell me, whatever it is. Don't worry about me getting angry."

Although Si Ninghua was not Hei Jieming's biological mother, Hei Jieming was brought up by her. This child is closer than his own. She was familiar with the child's every move, and even knew what he was thinking as long as his eyebrows moved.

Hei Jieming's uneasiness showed that he had something on his mind. Moreover, it was closely related to her mother.

Mom, I want to leave here for a few days. There are some things I need to deal with. There's still some trouble."

"What is it?"

"This... Do you want to hear it?"

"I want to hear it." Si Ninghua pointed to the other side. "Have some coffee, I freshly ground it. It should taste good."

Hei Jieming sat down as he said. He picked up the coffee, took a sip, and nodded.

"Mom is getting better at making coffee."

"Your father likes this kind of coffee, too. However, I know that at that time, I was not very good at making coffee. He's just comforting me."

As he spoke, Si Ninghua's eyes turned red and tears rolled around them.

At the most difficult time for si ninghua, it was her father who helped her. She will never forget it.

Hei Jieming drank his coffee and tried to figure out how to say what he was thinking.

Si Ninghua wiped away her tears.

"Okay. I'm an old man. I like to cry, and I like to remember. Tell me what you want to say. Don't forget the important things."

"Mom, I'm talking about something that has something to do with dad. When he was young, he was more ridiculous. Some things haven't been resolved yet, he..."

"What happened to his lovers?"

Si Ninghua cut to the chase. She didn't like Hei Jieming's indirect way of speaking. Everything was fine for her today, except that she was sometimes indecisive and looked ahead.

Since that was the point, Hei Jieming had to be straightforward.

"Yes, this time because of dad's ex-lover. Oh, this is not the first time. Daddy's lover... A little too many. Of course, this was before I met you."

Si Ninghua smiled helplessly.

"I don't think so. He died within two years of being with me. There was no chance of finding a lover. If I were alive... Maybe there would be more."

Hei Jieming could not defend his father. In the past few years, women who had become their father's lover had visited several batches. Every time, he was the one to deal with it. These people were real and fake.

Most of them came for money.

"Where are the women this time, england, Italy, or korea?"

"No, this is it. It's not too far from here. I'll just go and have a look."

"What are their demands?" Si Ninghua asked. All the so-called lovers in the past would ask for a price.

Hei jieming said, "Twenty million. He's offering 20 million."

"What a big appetite. What kind of woman was she? Is it beautiful?"

Si Ninghua became interested in that woman.