Mystery Lover: The President's Deep Favor

"Uncle Quan."

Mu Yunze interrupted him and said quietly, "go to the kitchen and help me tell sister Liu that she can cook fish later. Don't lose its flavor."

Uncle Quan was silent. Obviously, mu Yunze didn't want to hear what he said.

Rome wasn't built in a day. It's impossible for him to shake mu Yunze with his few words.

Uncle Quan sighed, "I'll go to the kitchen and have a look."

Mu Yunze answered and walked upstairs.

He has not lived in Mojia for a long time. Every year, that is, during the period when the old man was in, he would occasionally stay in the house for two days. At other times, he would prefer to live outside.

He used to live anywhere. Now, he wants to live in his own house, yes, his home.

Eyes softened a little, step also become brisk up, push open the door of the long lost, for a moment, it is really a bit like the feeling of passing away.

He was in the Mojia's room, and still maintained his appearance before he left. The ground was not stained with dust. It seems that someone often cleaned the room. It was only his mother who could miss him home.

His room layout is very simple, a bed, a desk, plus a bookshelf, and the wardrobe basically covers the whole room.

There are only a few sets of spare clothes left in the wardrobe. The books on the bookshelf are also the books that I liked when I was a teenager. Basically, there are no professional books. The photo album in the drawer still has some commemorative significance. He turns it out, flattens the corners, finds a bag, and puts it in the inside according to the rules.

"Dudu --"

as soon as it was installed, two knocks came from the door.

He turned to look at the past, Mu Chongfeng in a stiff suit stood there frowning at him.

"What did you just say to your aunt?"

"Nothing."

"Mu Yunze don't open his eyes, expressionless, continue to sort out the album," I just remind her, don't let others at home

Mu Chongfeng's eyes sank. "She's your elder at least. Do you talk to them?"

Mu Yunze finally moved his eyes to him, "she lost her mother's favorite basin of Clivia."

Mu Chongfeng was stunned, pursed his lips and could not speak.

Mu Yunze put down the album, slowly came over, passing by him, light way, "if you think this is not important, let her toss it, anyway, this is Mu's home, is your home."

Of course, Mu Chongfeng will not let Xiao xuewan give in for mu Shiya.

Xiao xuewan's identity is not just Mrs. mu. She has the ability, shares of Senrui and her own business empire.

Mu Shiya is just a blood sucking insect attached to mori. Mu Chongfeng keeps their mother and son in consideration of their family relationship. No matter how heavy this sentiment is, there is no way to compare it in the face of huge interests.

Of course, he understood this truth, but when he was so punctured by mu Yunze, his face was a little too much.

He frowned, avoided the topic, and said, "yesterday, new year's day, why your phone has been unable to get through?"

"Friends get together."

In a few words, he is too lazy to say more.

Mu Chongfeng was very dissatisfied with his attitude. He wanted to lose his temper, but when he thought of the visitors today, he could only suppress his anger and pursed his lips and said, "it's hard for your aunt to come here once. You know her temper, just let her say two words."

Mu Yunze didn't answer and went straight out.

If Mu Shiya is content with his duty, he will not say anything more. In fact, he is not willing to deal with each other.

When he was very young, he had a profound understanding of his aunt.

Selfishness, domineering, self righteous, her character did not change because of that failed marriage, or even intensified.

In her eyes, it seems that all the people in the Mu family owe her. Mu Chongfeng helps her settle down in Haicheng and gives her the shares of Senrui. In her opinion, this is all a matter of course. Otherwise, how could she come to this house and tell her what to do, because in her eyes, she never treats herself as an outsider.

When I went downstairs, I heard Xiao xuewan's voice. She had just come back from the outside with a bag in her hand and was talking to Uncle Quan.

"Mother."

He called, approached, and then said, "today's holiday, how did you go to the hotel?"

"Today's Diner reported that the seafood in the restaurant was not fresh. I was afraid that someone might ask for something. I went to have a look."

Xiao xuewan said, handing the bag to Uncle Quan, "the roast duck has already been sliced. Let sister Liu directly fill the plate, which is worth a dish."

Uncle Quan answered, took the bag and went to the kitchen.

When Uncle Quan left, mu Yunze said again, "are you ready? Do you want me to help you?"

Xiao xuewan was stunned and then said with a smile, "no, it has been dealt with."

The communication between their mother and son was very shallow. Today, it was a big leap. Xiao xuewan's eyes at mu Yunze became much softer.

"Did you spend New Year's day with her yesterday?"For a long time, Xiao xuewan asked in a low voice.

This "she", only their mother and son know who it is. Mu Yunze pauses for a moment, "um".

"News on the Internet..."

"Fake."

"Feng Ming is my classmate. That day was to pick her up for me to see the new year's Party of Linlin's school."

Xiao xuewan stopped and continued to finish the unfinished words. "I mean, don't let the reporter write it like this. If the rumors spread more, the fake will become true. Her identity is sharp. You should pay more attention when you are together."

Mu Yunze was stunned. After a long time, he replied, "I know."

When they passed, mu Yunze did not resist and asked, "do you mind her identity?"

Xiao xuewan raised her eyes and looked at him, "what identity? Who are the actors? Never make a rash conclusion about some industries you are not familiar with. Every career and every person who works hard is worthy of being respected. Besides, shouldn't you be more confident in the person you choose? "

Xiao xuewan finished this paragraph, did not wait for mu Yunze's answer, crossed him to the hanger money and put his coat on it.

Mu Yunze chewed on this paragraph and suddenly realized that it was himself who had always cared about singing professionally.

He has always said to himself that this is mu Chongfeng's perspective. In fact, he himself is not the same.

Only Xiao xuewan jumped out of this secular circle and saw something more clearly. His mother could understand it better than anyone else.

For the first time, he felt a little guilty about singing.

As a matter of fact, it is also clear that he has never asked him to expose this relationship. Compared with these two women, he suddenly felt that he was narrow-minded.

"Tomorrow night,"

Xiao xuewan turned to Mu Yunze and said, "the hotel has invited an art troupe to perform. If you have time, come and have a look and bring her."

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