Mystery Lover: The President's Deep Favor

Mu Yunze rushed to the hotel and directly swiped the door card into the guest room.

The room is very quiet, he entered the door so much movement, singing unexpectedly did not find.

There was no light in the room, and the dark space was full of strong alcohol smell. He frowned, touched the switch at the porch, pressed the light, and walked in on the cashmere carpet.

After passing the gate, he saw the song at a glance.

She was wearing a large white shirt and sitting barefoot on the floor by the French window.

She had a goblet and two bottles, one empty and one less than a third.

Next to the wine bottle, there was a paper box full of picture books. He glanced at it and didn't care. Instead, he went to her and squatted down.

"Why are you hiding here drinking alone?"

His voice was low and deep, with a trace of doting, reassuring.

Gogol paused and suddenly turned his head against his arms.

Mu Yunze was stunned, patted her shoulder gently and said in a low voice, "it's cool on the ground. Can I hold you up?"

Singing, shaking his head, he said nothing, and his body was shaking gently. Suddenly, mu Yunze felt the warm wine soaked in his shirt.

He was stunned and held her face up.

Her eyes were bloodshot, swollen and swollen, her nose was also red, and there were wet tears in the corners of her eyes. She looked heartbroken.

"Why are you crying?"

He reached out to scrape the tears from the corner of her eyes and said helplessly, "how old are you? How can you still be like a child."

Singing or crying, quietly shed tears, than wailing, more heartache.

Mu Yunze has never seen such a high song. The woman in his impression, even though she has been greatly wronged, is stubborn and does not shed a tear. Even if she cries, she is strong and tolerant. Now, she can't help crying. In his eyes, he sees weakness and heartache.

Without a word, he bent down and picked her up.

Gao Song buried himself in his chest and sobbed, and then he fell asleep crying.

After she was completely quiet, mu Yunze came out of the bedroom.

He stood in front of the French window and looked at the sketch book in the box. He was just about to bend down to pick it up when his mobile phone rang.

"Did you find the song?"

Fangtang's voice was worried from the phone.

Mu Yunze stopped his action and asked, "what happened to her today?"

"I don't know either."

Fang Tang thought of the box of sketch books, hesitated for a moment, but didn't mention, "she came back from the company like this."

Mu Yunze wrung eyebrow, for a long time, just way, "put her tomorrow's itinerary all pushed."

The president finished this sentence and hung up the phone directly.

Investors have spoken, sugar naturally willing to give their artists a holiday.

The phone hung up for a long time, mu Yunze called Ke MuQing again, "check what happened to his wife recently."

After talking about the phone call, he glanced at the sketch book on the floor and turned back to the bedroom.

When I woke up the next morning, I had a splitting headache.

She rubbed her temple and relaxed for a long time before she found herself back in Washington.

How did she come back last night? She didn't remember at all. She only remembered the sketch book that carried her whole youth.

Sketch book

She jumped out of the bed and jumped out of the bed.

The door opened and ran into mu Yunze.

Each other's hard muscles, knock her tears will come out.

Mu Yunze held her shoulder and frowned, "rashly, why run so fast?"

He rubbed his nose and said, "you haven't gone to work yet."

"This weekend."

Mu Yunze said lightly and handed her the cup in his hand.

"Drink this."

Singing, he said, "what?"

Mu Yunze glanced at her and said, "poison."

"My husband gave it to me. I also drank the poison."

She laughed heartless, as if she was not the one who cried bitterly after being drunk last night.

She put on a mask for herself. When she faced him, she was always happy, while the other side he didn't know was full of sadness and pain.

Such understanding made him feel a little displeased.

He pressed down the corner of his lip, looked at the high song, drank the cup of honey water, then opened his mouth, "do you have anything to say to me?"

Singing Leng Leng Leng, "no ah."

Mu Yunze stares at her for a few seconds and suddenly turns away.

Gao Ge stood in place, gently clenched the cup, for a long time, just came out.

Mu Yunze sat at the table reading the newspaper. There were two cups of milk and a small basket bag on the table.Gao Ge swept around the bedroom and saw the box by the tea table.

She was relieved and ran to sit down next to Mu Yunze.

"Husband, are you angry?"

Mu Yunze did not speak, changed the page of the newspaper and continued to read it.

"Honey, honey water you soak is delicious."

Continue to ignore.

Gao Ge bit his lip, raised three fingers, and said seriously, "I swear, I will never drink so much again. Can you forgive me, husband?"

Mu Yunze finally had a move. He looked up at her and asked, "do you think I'm angry just because you're drunk?"

"What's the reason?"

Mu Yunze pursed his lips, put away the newspaper and said, "wash your hands and eat."

He stood up and took two steps, then suddenly turned around and put his arm around his neck.

"Husband, can we always be like this?"

Her voice a little cry cavity, mu Yunze action, big hand wrapped her small hand, low voice way, "as long as you want."

Gao Song closed his eyes, swallowed the heat from the fundus of his eyes, leaned over to kiss him in the ear, and whispered, "if you can..."

After breakfast, mu Yunze went to change clothes.

Although it is the weekend, but the project progress is very fast, he is also very busy at this time. Yesterday, he delayed the work progress because of looking for Gao Ge. Today, he has to work overtime to make up for it.

After seeing off mu Yunze, he knelt on the ground and sorted out the picture books in the box.

Those dust sealed memories, along with this box of picture books, a little bit vivid in the mind.

She most wanted to know that memory, now think of when, only tear heart crack lung, destiny tease her in general.

He showed up when she married another man.

Debt can be paid back, but how should love debt be paid?

Singing, sitting on the floor, for a time, only feel physically and mentally exhausted.

Senrui, President's office.

Mu Yunze is holding a few photos, frowning slightly.

The picture is very fuzzy, but vaguely still can distinguish the hero is singing.

She was sitting on a low stool with a man in a suit squatting in front of her. One of them lowered her head and the other looked up. From a distance, she looked like she was kissing.

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