Mysterious lover: See you tonight, President

Muyunze not salty pulled the corners of the mouth, "then don't send."

Mu Shiya said with a dry smile, "nephew, you are busy. I'll go first."

Mu Yunze didn't speak any more.

Mu Shiya reluctantly moved to the door.

Mu Yunze has been staring at her until she left, then turned to the elevator.

As soon as he arrived at the office, Ke MuQing knocked on the door. "Mr. mu, the chairman asked you to pass."

Muyunze didn't speak. He turned on the computer and sent a document to Ke MuQing's mailbox. Then he said, "you type this document out for me and put it in my office later."

Ke MuQing answered.

Before mu Yunze left, he stopped and told him, "don't let anyone handle it except you."

"Yes."

Chairman's office.

Mu Yunze stood outside the door, raised his hand and knocked. Mu Chongfeng's low voice came from inside.

"Come in."

Mu Yunze stepped slightly and pushed the door in.

Mu Chongfeng closed the paper, picked up the tea cup on the table, opened the tea and sipped it gently.

"What happened downstairs just now."

Mu Yunze looks light, "this question, you should ask the front desk."

Mu Chongfeng took a deep look at him, put down the cup, and then said, "I'm older now, and my energy is less and less than before. In recent years, I've seen your growth in the company, but I can't rest assured that such a big burden is in your hands. I always think that if I can have a brother to help you, I can be at ease in a hundred years."

Mu Yunze chuckled with a smile on his face.

Mu Chongfeng was so uncomfortable by his appearance that he frowned and said in a low voice, "what are you laughing at?"

Mu Yunze said, "if you run such a big company, you are not alone. Since you can, I'm not so bad. Besides, this brother doesn't mean you can have it. Even if my mother is willing to give birth now, when he grows up, my grandson will have it."

Mu Chongfeng's mouth twitched and choked so that he couldn't speak. After a long time, he said in a stuffy voice, "I'm just making an analogy."

"Don't fantasize about things that don't exist."

Mu Yunze dark indifference, "if the chairman is OK, I'll go first."

With that, he went away.

Mu Chongfeng, with a overcast face, waved down the papers on his desk. After a long time, he took the phone and dialed the number of Mu Shiya.

When mu Yunze came out of Mu Chongfeng's office, the air pressure around him became very low. The people passing by all around him were very quiet and didn't dare to go out.

When I got to the office, I slammed the door, waved the newspaper on the coffee table, and sat on the sofa with a overcast face.

After a while, the door of the office was knocked. Ke MuQing's box of documents whispered, "Mr. mu, it's printed."

Mu Yunze pinched his eyebrows. After a while, he calmed down and said in a low voice, "take it."

Ke MuQing handed the document to Mu Yunze according to his words.

Mu Yunze was holding the document and looking through it. After about ten minutes, he said, "encrypt it and send it to bid."

Ke MuQing left.

That night, until very late, muyunze did not come back.

Gao Ge made a phone call, but after he didn't respond, he didn't get in touch again.

He is likely to go to see situ Lin in the Xu family. This situation was not absent before. Now she has become less concerned. In other words, without too much expectation, it doesn't matter whether she is disappointed or not.

At two o'clock in the middle of the night, the mobile phone on the desk suddenly rings. Shengsheng wakes up from his sleep with a song.

She stared for a while, then pressed answer, "madam, it's me."

Gao Ge rubbed his eyes and looked to the side to find that mu Yunze didn't come back.

"Assistant Ke," she said with a husky voice. "What's the matter?"

"Can you help me open the door, Mr. Mu is outside."

Gao Ge was stunned for a moment, and then said, "just a moment."

She jumped out of bed, put on her coat, ran to the porch and opened the door.

As soon as the door opened, a strong smell of alcohol came to Mu Yunze's face. Mu Yunze was as drunk as mud. He was standing at the door by Ke MuQing. His face was as red as a monkey's butt, and he didn't know how much he had drunk.

Gaoge quickly helped and got the man into the bedroom. With the help of Ke MuQing, he peeled mu Yunze's coat and trousers, then gasped and said, "how can he drink like this?"

Ke MuQing, sweating, took off his coat and held it in his arms. "I'm not sure. It seems that Mr. Mu is in a bad mood today."

Gao Ge glances at someone like mud on the bed. He says, it's not a bit, it's very.

Seeing off Ke MuQing, Gao Ge brings a basin of hot water and comes out to help mu Yunze scrub.

He was only wearing boxers and his skin was flushed.

Gao Ge holds a towel and wipes it down his face and neck. Mu Yunze opens his eyes vaguely and looks at the woman in front of him with the light of the lamp.

She drooped her eyes, her eyelashes were long and dense. Without makeup, she looked very clean and pure, her hair was loose and tied behind her head, and she was quiet like a student.

"Wife."

His voice is very light.

Gaoge didn't hear clearly. He thought he was suffering. He looked up and said, "want to throw up?"

Mu Yunze shook his head.

Gaoge stretched out his hand, followed the root of his hair, and stroked it up to the top of his hair. This was the action he often did to her, like stroking a small animal, which was inexplicably warm.

"You're mine, aren't you?"

High Singer pointed to pause for a while, did not speak, continue the action on the hand.

Mu Yunze caught her wrist, her eyes suddenly became fierce, "why even you like him?"

Gaoge frowned, easily pushed his hand away, slapped him in the face, "muyunze, you see who I am!"

Mu Yunze was a little confused for a moment. After a while, he turned his head. His eyes were clear again and murmured in a low voice.

"You are so bold that you dare to fight anyone."

That's what I said, but I didn't mean the slightest reproach.

Gaoge sighed and helped him to wash. He planned to get up and go to the bathroom to pour out the water. At the moment when he got up, mu Yunze suddenly put her in his arms and said to her ear, "I want to hold you."

When a 30-year-old man is drunk, he is a bit coquettish when he says this.

Gaoge rarely blushed, trying to make his tone sound fierce, "let go, full of wine."

"Well," Mu Yunze closed his eyes, but there was no sign of loosening his strength.

Gaoge struggled for a long time, making himself sweat, the other side sleep like a dead pig.

She gasped for a moment, simply gave up the struggle, turned her head and stared face to face at his face.

I have to admit, good-looking, even drunk in a mess, but also can not hide the beauty.

Even if you meet such a drunkard on the street, Gaoge will probably have less blame for her face. What's more, it's her husband, the head of her household register.