Neighborhood lover: Come to my bowl!

With the opening of the door, an elegant woman appeared in the sight of muhuan river. She was wearing an expensive dress. The skirt was very long and dragged to the ground. The style is very conservative and basically does not expose too much skin. The facial features on the face are very delicate. Coupled with careful and professional dressing, it is more beautiful and moving. This woman has an aura of tolerance that can not be ignored. When she stands in front of you, you will feel her presence all the time. She's not too young. But with irresistible charm. Any man, no matter how old he is, his mind will ripple when he sees her.

She walked out of the door and came slowly to muhuan river. Staring into Mu Huanjiang's eyes, he almost said in a tone of request, "please don't do it, can you?"

This sentence seemed to have magic, and Mu Huanjiang's hand slowly put down. To be exact, Mu Huanjiang's eyes never left this woman as soon as she appeared.

Now, he also stared at the woman's face, his eyes were motionless, and a man came into his mind.

"You are..."

"I'm Si Ninghua. The boss of lawyer Zhao who brought you here. If you think our behavior offended you, well, I apologize."

She lowered her head to muhuan river.

Muhuanjiang stepped back, his eyes still staring at the woman.

Suddenly, muhuanjiang asked without warning, "how old are you this year?"

Si Ninghua didn't answer. Lawyer Zhao interrupted: "Mr. mu, it's impolite to ask the lady's age so abruptly."

He said grimly.

Mu Huanjiang did not say, but still looked at Si Ninghua, waiting for her answer. Si Ninghua didn't mean to blame Mu Huanjiang. He just smiled and gently smoothed his fingers on his hair.

"You want to know my age? Why?"

"Because... Because you look like a person."

"Who?" Si Ninghua asked closely.

Mu Huanjiang didn't answer immediately, but sighed: "a person I don't want to see in my life, but her face always appears in my dream."

Hearing this, Si Ninghua's face was slightly moved. Her mood fluctuated and her voice trembled.

"Is that why you don't want to see her?"

Mu Huanjiang lowered his head, shook his head slowly and sighed at the same time.

"See, or don't see. Is there a difference?"

"Of course. If you see her, she can help you. Help you get everything you want. You know? Huanjiang. You..."

Si Ninghua came up and took Mu Huanjiang's hand. Muhuanjiang, like an electric shock, quickly stepped back and came to the sofa. He glanced at Yun Jixi, who was still sleeping on the sofa.

Si Ninghua didn't take back his outstretched hand, and he still stagnated in mid air.

"OK." Si Ninghua said, "I can tell you. I'm 47 years old. I'm not young anymore. I..."

"Enough." Mu Huanjiang stretched out his hand to stop Si Ninghua's words, "I don't want to listen."

He put his face to yunjixi and reached out to pick yunjixi up from the sofa. He looked around, determined the direction of the door, and was about to go out.

Lawyer Zhao was angry with the two men in suits around him. The two men hurried over and blocked the door.

"Please get out of the way. I'm leaving here."

The two men in suits said nothing, fixed their eyes on Mu Huanjiang, wrapped their hands in front of their chest, and looked like a single man in charge of the pass.

Muhuanjiang took another step forward, but the two men still didn't get out of the way. Muhuanjiang had to turn back.

"Ms. Si, please let your people leave. I'm leaving."

Si Ninghua crossed his fingers, lowered his head and gently bit his lips.

Seeing that Si Ninghua didn't speak, lawyer Zhao hurried to Mu Huanjiang's side, stretched out his hand and pressed Mu Huanjiang's shoulder.

"Mr. mu, don't go yet. Our boss has something to say."

"No need to say. I know what she's going to say. I don't want to hear."

Behind muhuanjiang's glasses, there was no waves like stagnant water. This is his usual expression. It is different from Mu Qingtian, who is always pleasant, and mu qiaoyang, who is more emotional and expressive. Mu Huanjiang always puts on a poker face from morning to night, which makes people unable to see his inner joys and sorrows.

It's the same now.

Lawyer Zhao said stubbornly, "anyway, my boss..."

"Lawyer Zhao..."

The voice came from behind. It was sent by Si Ninghua.

This is lawyer Zhao's boss. Lawyer Zhao had to go back and ask his boss for advice.

Si Ninghua took a step forward and said to lawyer Zhao, "go out first. Mr. Mu and I have something to talk about."

"Boss, this..."

"You go out."

Si Ninghua accentuated his tone. Said in an indisputable tone. It seems that he is giving an order to lawyer Zhao.

Lawyer Zhao answered, nodded and went out with some men in suits. In this way, Si Ninghua and Mu Huanjiang are left in the presidential suite, as well as Yun Jixi, who is sleepy.

Si Ninghua pointed to the sofa.

"Sit down and let's talk. After all these years, there will always be something to say."

"I don't think we have anything to say." Mu Huanjiang's tone of voice was as cold as ever. Even colder than usual.

Si Ninghua gently drew his eyebrows. She felt her heart shaking as well.

But she said patiently, "you'd better put that girl down. It's very tired to hold her. I won't hurt her. Don't worry."

Mu Huanjiang shook his head: "I'd better hold her. Anyway, you and I have nothing to say. After that, I'll leave here."

"Huanjiang..."

"Don't call me that. We don't know each other."

We were not familiar with each other. These four words pounded Si Ninghua's heart. Her tears came out at once and flowed gently along the corners of her eyes.

"Huanjiang river." Her voice choked. "After more than 20 years, we finally meet again. Is that your attitude? My son."

My son

The woman finally said it. The expression on Mu Huanjiang's face finally disappeared and changed.

"What do you call me?"

Si Ninghua came over and held Mu Huanjiang's right arm with two hands. Get as close to him as possible so that he can hear.

"I call you son. You are my son. I named you. I..."

"Stop talking."

Mu Huanjiang suddenly moved down and wanted to shake Si Ninghua's hand away. But it didn't succeed. Si Ninghua still held him.

"Huan Jiang, you are my son. You also thought of it. You recognized me. You..."

"I didn't. I just think that if a woman surnamed Si is just the right age, she may be my mother. I just push it out. I don't mean I want to find her."

Mu Huanjiang turned his head and looked into Si Ninghua's eyes. His face became indifferent again. Guanghua had no expression, only his mouth opened and closed slowly.

"I don't want any mother. I don't want to see her. Because that woman abandoned me."