Mr.Yan's super spoil girl

Muyue'er will not be so stupid that he can't see the doubts of President Zheng. Seeing that Lin Jing'an has said this, muyue'er will no longer hide. Now she's still hiding it. It seems that she's a small family.

"President Zheng, I haven't had a chance to tell you before. In fact, when I lived in city a, I also had a Chinese name, mu Yueer. Now, you should be able to guess what my relationship with Mrs. Mu is? " In fact, you don't need to say your name. President Zheng can guess. After all, Lin Jing'an said it so clearly just now.

A glimmer of clarity flashed in her eyes, but seeing mu Yueer's appearance, it seemed that she was not close to Lin Jing'an. Naturally, President Zheng also had some conjectures, "since it's your family's business, moonlight, talk to Mrs. Mu yourself. I'll go out and do something first."

Mu Yueer is grateful for president Zheng's excuse to leave. After all, not everyone likes to put their private affairs in front of everyone. Especially between her and Lin Jing'an, it's not as simple as private affairs.

When President Zheng left, mu yue'er also gathered a smile on her face, "Mrs. Mu came here today to buy my painting?"

"Yes, just now president Zheng also said that since they are all a family, yue'er, how about selling one to your second aunt?" Naturally, Lin Jing'an also hopes that mu Yueer's bid will not be too high. Lin Jing'an has also heard of the selling prices of those paintings between mu yue'er at the exhibition, which is really not low.

He shook his head slightly, and mu yue'er was a little embarrassed. "Mrs. mu, it's not that I don't want to sell, but you know, my paintings are special. In fact, I want to stay in the teacher's painting exhibition. If I sell them now, I can't justify it on the teacher's side. So, sorry... "

"If you only sell one, your teacher won't mind? Besides, your teacher just wants your painting to appear in his exhibition, not to buy your painting. It's better to sell one for money, isn't it? " Accidentally, Lin Jing'an told her the most real thoughts in her heart.

Mu yue'er listened and said coldly, "Mrs. mu, you should know the price of my paintings in France, so now I'm not short of money." When she was most short of money, they were not with her. Now she really doesn't need to sell paintings to people she doesn't like for those money.

Mu Yueer's words were very positive, which made Lin Jing'an's face ugly for a time. At this time, Lin Jing'an's mobile phone also rang. With Lin Jing'an answering the phone over there, mu yue'er took a cup of tea and poured himself a cup of tea.

After a while, Lin Jing'an suddenly handed his mobile phone to Mu yue'er, "yue'er, it's your second uncle's phone. He wants to talk to you."

Hesitated, mu Yueer still chose to take the phone, "hello?"

"Yue'er? I'm the second uncle... Are you okay? " Mu Zhonglin's voice was choked with a trace of sob. Mu Yueer couldn't hear whether it was true or false.

Lightly, Mu Yue said, "fortunately, they have been very good to me in the past two years."

With a slight sigh, Mu Zhonglin's words took a trace of blame. But it's such a reproach from relatives that people can't hate it. "Yue son, you silly child, no matter what happens, you shouldn't run away alone without saying a word. The second uncle is your relative. No matter what happens, he is your relative, isn't he? "

"Second uncle is my relative..." repeated Mu Zhonglin's words, but mu Yueer's heart sank gradually. "Second uncle, I have something to ask you, can I?"

Unexpectedly, mu yue'er still had something to ask himself. Mu Zhonglin was slightly stunned. Then he naturally said, "of course, you can ask anything you want. As long as the second uncle knows, the second uncle will tell you."

The corners of his mouth were slightly curved, and mu yue'er said slowly, "did my parents' car accident have anything to do with you?"

The silence on the other end of the phone was like mu Yueer's heart sinking more and more. After a while, Mu Zhonglin's voice sounded again, "yue'er, how can you have such an idea? Is someone talking nonsense in front of you? Don't you know what the second uncle has always done to you? From small to large... "

"Second uncle, I didn't deny your kindness to me, but did the car accident have anything to do with you?" How good is it to me? Sometimes, a good may also be a kind of compensation, a kind of compensation that takes away the other party's better things. Perhaps there is another word, called charity.

"No, the second uncle is not someone who will hurt his relatives just to get these things." After getting Mu Zhonglin's answer, mu Yueer stopped asking, "thank you, second uncle. I know."

He ignored Mu Zhonglin at the other end of the phone, and even let him not even mention the time of painting. Mu Yueer directly hung up the phone and threw his mobile phone to Lin Jing'an. "Is there anything else, Mrs. mu?"

Lin Jing'an already knows the answer. No matter how hard he tries, it won't help. Put the mobile phone into the bag. Lin Jing'an looked at mu yue'er in front of him. "Believe it or not, your second uncle is really good to you."

"I haven't denied what my second uncle did to me. As I just said, I always believe in my second uncle. However, the people around the second uncle can't be trusted. " When saying this, muyue'er looked at Lin Jing'an. There is no doubt that she was talking about.

With a slight tightening of his hand, Lin Jing'an clenched his teeth, "yue'er, what do you mean?"

"Please call me moonlight, Mrs. mu. Although we can't reach a deal this time, we still hope to have a chance to cooperate. Trust me, we'll meet soon. I hope there will be surprises next time we meet. As for you or me, we'll wait and see. " Mu yue'er nodded gracefully, then took one side of the bag and left the office first.

Behind him, Lin Jing'an followed mu yue'er and looked at mu yue'er's back. Five years can really change a lot. But as time passed, her heart became more and more stable. Because the longer it takes, the deeper it can be hidden.

Even if she didn't look back, mu Yueer could feel the sight behind her, but she didn't pay attention. After finding president Zheng, mu Yueer said a few words to him. After Lin Jing'an came out, he came out of the painting association.

Because he didn't let the driver pick him up, muyueer decided to go back by car. I waited on the roadside for a while. Maybe there were not many traffic here. After waiting for a while, a taxi stopped.

The driver was a man in a hat. When he saw mu Yueer getting on the bus, he asked, "Miss, where are you going?"