My Third Gentleman

Chapter 1485 Joint Annual Meeting (8)

Bai Yingzhi turned her gaze to Mu Jinchen again, and smiled deeply, that Mrs. Mu looked very bully, so big belly... Can't serve Mu Dong, she actually looks... It's not very beautiful.

Thinking about this, she took a glass of wine from the waiter and walked forward.

Wushuang was talking with Xia Muxue and didn't notice the movement here, let alone Tang Mubai's departure.

"Shuangshuang, wait for you to go back early, your month is not small now, don't stay too late."

Xia Muxue is still a combination of a simple autumn and winter cheongsam and a pure white shawl. Her face is just thin and pink, and her eyebrows and eye corners are dyed with a little wind and frost. With the unique charm of this age, she stands more like Wushuang. Is her sister.

Wushuang often thinks, if she can still be as beautiful as her mother at her age, she should be content in her life as a woman.

"Mother, please rest assured, after the opening ceremony, Wushuang and I will go back. I will trouble you to sit here."

Xia Muxue nodded, with a deep smile on her face, "It's because my mother is troubled, and Chen'er has always been safe, so I can't worry about it."

"Don't be too nervous, the company's recent business has been busy enough for you, so please don't worry about it and leave it to Chen'er."

Xia Muxue sneered at her husband. This person really doesn't open the pot or lift the pot, "Stop talking nonsense to make my daughter worry, I can handle it."

Jing Hongyuan was so embarrassed to be looked at by his wife and touched his nose, "Okay, I won't tell you, but you can count the number of dinners at home recently? How many days did you come back before 11 o'clock? "

"Jing Hongyuan..." Xia Muxue yelled slightly.

Jing Hongyuan obediently closed his mouth and raised his hands to surrender.

"Mom, have you been so busy since cousin?"

Anyway, Jing Hongyuan has already said it through, and Xia Muxue did not hide her from her, "It is a bit busy. I have put down the business for a while. There is always a process. After a while, you can adapt. You should take care of yourself first. Fuck that heart."

Wushuang felt heartbroken to his mother, holding her arm, "Mom, has the cousin ever said when will she be back?"

Xia Muxue shook her head, "I didn't say that, but I listened to her tone, and I was afraid that I would not be able to return for a while. Your grandfather didn't know what happened, and was sulking there again, saying that she always gave up halfway. , Repeat the same mistakes again."

Wushuang suddenly thought of Tang Mubai, turning around to look for him, but no one was seen. The female companion he brought was a few steps behind them. The meeting place was still quiet, Wushuang frowned. Xiumei, if they were interested, they were afraid that they would let her listen to them all, and it was clear that they were listening with their ears upright.

"What's the matter?" Mu Jinchen knew the changes in Wushuang's mood best. Seeing that she seemed a little unhappy, he asked.

Wushuang didn't want to be fussy, so he retracted his gaze and shook his head slightly, "Nothing."

Mu Jinchen followed her gaze, and saw a woman who was very glamorous in appearance raised a glass of wine to him, and he frowned before looking back and asking his son's wife, "Who is that woman? She? Annoyed you?"

Wushuang was drinking juice. Hearing Mu Jinchen's words, he immediately choked. He looked at his own Mr. Mu speechlessly. He raised his bare hand and touched his forehead. Mu Jinchen pulled down her small hand and held it in another. One hand gently helped her back.

(End of this chapter)