My first love with the boss

When I opened the door, my eyes lit up.

This is a very elegant room, with less black and white gray in a large area and some blue and green added. The whole room is quiet, soft, elegant and quiet.

The white curtain has silver patterns on it, which brings a trace of fantasy. The bed sheet is soft and smooth silver blue silk, and the picture of shepherd boy herding cattle is embroidered on it. The ink style is very fresh and pleasant.

In the middle of the bed, there is also an Apple iPad.

It's really considerate that people can lie in bed and watch TV dramas and news comfortably.

However, this is a very feminine room.

Mu Wan was stunned for a moment. He couldn't tell what he felt.

Uncle Zhao said with a smile: "this guest room was decorated according to the requirements of his wife when it was originally decorated. I thought his wife would come to stay, but he didn't come. The young master specially ordered you to live in this room. The sheets, bedding and articles in the room have been replaced according to the young master's instructions. Miss mu, you can rest assured."

"Thank you!"

Mu Wan felt that uncle Zhao had something to say. It seemed that he was getting rid of Mo gradually. He was not the kind of person who took girls home indiscriminately.

The idea flashed in Mu Wan's mind and was forcibly pressed down by her.

"Your clothes have been put in the wardrobe. If you still need anything, please tell me again!"

"Well, not for the time being. It's causing you trouble."

"You're welcome, Miss mu. You're a distinguished guest brought back by the young master. These should be done. Take a break and I'll call you again at lunch. Oh! I forgot to say that the password of iPad is the last six digits of President Mo's mobile phone number."

Mu Wan: "

She didn't remember Mo Jianxing's cell phone number.

"Don't you remember?" Uncle Zhao was surprised and saw through Mu Wan's embarrassment. He said with a smile: "it's actually easy to remember!"

With that, he reported a series of numbers and explained. "926 in the middle is president Mo's birthday, followed by the same number. I believe it's easy to remember."

After the housekeeper's explanation, Mu Wan felt that the phone number of Mo Jianxing was easy to remember.

However, I always think it's strange!

The housekeeper closed the door politely and left him alone.

Mu Wan sat on the sofa and had a rest. Her mind was full of thoughts. In the Mohist school, she was really well taken care of.

However, such politeness and thoughtfulness made her feel even more guilty.

The hatred between Mohism and Mu family made her unable to accept all this calmly.

After a while, she sighed silently.

Picked up the iPad, entered the password and flipped the news.

The news that Zong Yi was poisoned has made the search headlines, ranking sixth, and there is a faint upward trend.

Mu Wan clicked in, and the relevant posts exceeded 100000 +. It seems that almost all the mainstream media reported the news.

She clicked into Zong Yi's microblog.

The latest situation of Zong Yi has been updated: I'm fine. I'm sorry to worry you. I'll return to work soon, waiting for me! Don't go away! Thank the girl who reminded me. You are my lucky goddess. Thanks for having you! Thanks for having you!

The picture is a picture of Zong Yi lying on the hospital bed. His face is pale, his lips are slightly raised, but his eyes are cold and su.

Mu Wan was silent.

I want to see the dirtiest people I have ever seen, but I can't go back to the past so soon.

Zong Yi's growth path is really bumpy all the way.

The praise and comments on this microblog are very high. Most people are comforting Zong Yi. Zong Yi's fans cherish such a setback.

However, everything has its pros and cons.

When someone blesses, someone gloats.

Mu Wan pulled down the comments and saw such a message: scheming boy, hype gossip every time. It should be rewarded this time!

A stone stirs thousands of waves.

This disharmonious voice was quickly scolded by the public on the headlines, and more people were scolding.

Mu Wan's hand paused, with a faint anger in his heart.

There are always some people who base their happiness on the pain of others and watch others struggle in hell. They dance the devil's dance.

Mu Wan logged in to his microblog.

Praise the person's comments one by one, and don't give up until they can't be clicked. Then, under Zong Yi's microblog, he replied: I wish you a speedy recovery!

The microblog avatar she used was the sign of Pegasus advertising. From her name, she could not see any connection with Mu Wan himself. This comment soon drowned in many comments and disappeared without splashing.

Mu Wan also looked at Mengtong's microblog.

As usual, Mengtong put some live photos of the great female emperor and beautiful photos of her ancient clothes. She didn't speak at all about Zongyi's injury.

Her fan comments are also harmonious and praise the beautiful appearance of Shengshi.

Mu Wan thought of Mengtong's prejudice against Zongyi and sighed in his heart.

Seriously, cool and thin!

Mengtong's concern for Zongyi's face is difficult to achieve. Can she be so willful if she has a good family background?

In contrast, the first brother Fu Yifan, Chu Xing, director Li and other actors in the crew expressed their concern for Zongyi and condemned the gangsters through microblog or studio.

Mu Wan looked boring and angrily closed the microblog.

Look at the time. It's noon. The pointer just pointed to twelve o'clock.

The knock on the door sounded on time.

When she opened the door, Zhao Shuzheng stood meticulously outside the door, like an accurate clock.

Mu Wan: "

"Miss mu, lunch is ready. Please go down to dinner."

"OK, thank you! I'll be right down."

"Please!"

Uncle Zhao leads the way in front and leads Mu Lan to the restaurant. The food has been put up. Uncle Zhao introduces the same: "these are made according to President Mo's instructions. The taste is light. It is very suitable for patients to heal their wounds, especially for burned wounds. Please use it slowly!"

Mu Wan sat dignified at the table and thanked her father for the etiquette class she had given her. Now she can sit quietly at the table.

Uncle Zhao's etiquette was so meticulous and grand that she had to take this meal seriously.

Mu Wan looked at the dishes and chopsticks placed in front of him and didn't start.

She is waiting for the ink to go.

A trace of surprise flashed in Uncle Zhao's eyes.

At the first meeting, he just thought the girl had temperament, but now looking at her every move, it's not just a simple temperament that can be described.

She knows how to be measured and comfortable. She has a beautiful and tranquil artistic conception, and can easily bring the people around her to such an artistic conception and let people share her tranquility.

This is a very special girl. No wonder the young master will take her home.

Uncle Zhao bowed slightly and smiled. "Miss mu, are you waiting for president Mo?"

"Well, yes!"

"President Mo has just gone out when you are resting. He needs to deal with some things. He asks you to have a good rest after eating. When he comes back in the evening, I will inform you."