One Child, Two Babies: The President's Nightly Delight

After Mu Shaoling sat down, Lei looked at Nianmu and Dong Zijun.

Because of Mu Shaoling, he was very polite to them, without putting on an aloof posture, "Please, both of you."

"Thank you." Nian Mu and Dong Zijun also bent over the extended Les Royce.

Ray got into the car last, closed the door, and told the driver to drive home.

The dazzling Rolls-Royce walked away.

Song Beiye watched the Rolls-Royce leave, silently wrote down the license plate number, squinted his eyes, and stood at the gate of the airport, thinking.

The man who picked up Mu Shaoling looked familiar, who was he?

He thought he had a clear understanding of Mu Shaoling's relationship with others, but only when he came to Russia did he realize that there was something else he didn't know...

Assistant Yang took care of everything and came over dragging two suitcases, "Boss, the car is already waiting there."

"What car?" Song Beiye still looked at the direction Rolls-Royce left.

"Come and pick up our car to the hotel." Assistant Yang was a little taken aback, not knowing why he asked.

After leaving the airport, don't you always go to the hotel?

Song Beiye was looking at Assistant Yang, and repeated what he said just now, "I'm asking, what brand of car is it?"

"It's a Mercedes..." Assistant Yang said, wondering even more, did he also have requirements for cars?

"Just Mercedes?" Song Beiye was very dissatisfied. It was a Rolls-Royce who just picked up Mu Shaoling.

It's not that he doesn't have a Rolls-Royce, but seeing the scene just now, his comparability was rampant, and for a moment, he felt that he was falling behind.

Assistant Yang heard his dissatisfaction, and quickly replied: "Boss, you didn't ask for a car before. Now, you really can't find another car..."

On his side, it was a car arranged by the hotel. This Mercedes-Benz was paid for and was responsible for their upcoming itinerary.

Assistant Yang thought that this arrangement would satisfy Song Beiye, but unexpectedly, he was still not satisfied.

"Forget it this time, change to a better car later." Song Beiye said, "Lead the way."

Seeing that he was willing to get in the car, Assistant Yang breathed a sigh of relief. He was quite worried, because Song Beiye was not satisfied with the car, so he waited at the gate of the airport and asked him to change another one.

The hotel had confirmed with him the day before whether to send a Mercedes-Benz to pick him up, and said that if he wanted another car, he needed to inform him one day in advance.

"Yes." Assistant Yang dragged two boxes of luggage and walked forward.

After getting into the car, Song Beiye took out his mobile phone and found someone, "Help me investigate, who owns the car with this license plate number."

In Russia, few people can afford to drive that Rolls-Royce.

Either, the person who picked up Mu Shaoling rented a car, or he was a remarkable person.

Although he didn't want to admit it, after seeing the profile and back of that person, Song Beiye always felt that it was the latter. His imposing manner was extraordinary, and he was not easy to mess with at first sight.

Assistant Yang sat in the passenger seat and communicated with the driver in English, intending to ask the driver about the process of changing cars.

But helplessly, the driver's English was very poor. After the two communicated for a long time, Assistant Yang still didn't understand what the driver was talking about.

Song Beiye, who was sitting in the back, became impatient and asked, "Didn't you find out clearly when you came?"

"Sorry, boss, I didn't handle it well." Assistant Yang complained in his heart. Song Beiye usually drives a Mercedes-Benz. He thought that the specification of this Mercedes-Benz was not low, and it was more than enough for his access.

He was not satisfied yet, it was unexpected.

...

the other side.

Ray's driver drove them to the villa.

Looking at the exterior of the villa, Nianmu feels strange.

Mu Shaoling asked, "Have you changed your address?"

"Yeah, my sister didn't like the previous villa, saying it was too old, so I changed to a new type of villa." Lei said, instructing the driver not to carry the luggage of Mu Shaoling and others.

They come here just to have a meal and to be guests.

Lei wanted Mu Shaoling to live directly in his villa before, but he refused, saying that staying in a hotel would make the next trip more convenient.

So, I had to follow his will.

Mu Shaoling knew in his heart that it wasn't that Vivienne didn't like the style of the villa before, but that Nangongsi didn't like it.

Vivienne could really give up everything for Nangongsi. Although Vivienne didn't look very good, it was good that Nangongsi was loved so passionately by a woman.

"The environment here is pretty good." Mu Shaoling commented.

Lei's smile was not deep. He was quite reluctant to let Vivienne move here, because the security system here was far inferior to the old site.

But for the sake of Nangongsi, she didn't care about her own safety.

There is no way, Lei can only compromise.

"Please come in." Lei pressed his fingerprint and opened the door.

Mu Shaoling was pushed into the villa by the driver.

In front of the villa is a spacious western-style garden. Because of the winter, the flowers withered and the leaves fell, and the bare branches were covered with thin ice, which was somewhat depressed.

Several people walked through the long garden path to the front of the main house.

Vivienne was already standing there waiting, and when she saw Mu Shaoling sitting in a wheelchair, she exclaimed, and stepped forward to ask concerned: "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

She called Mu Shaoling after Nangong Si.

"There was a little accident, it's okay." Facing Vivienne, Mu Shaoling made his expression as gentle as possible.

Because of her appearance, Vivienne has a particularly low self-esteem, so her mind is sensitive. If he is cold, Vivienne will think too much, thinking that she doesn't like her.

After all, now Nangongsi has also calmed down, and concentrates on staying by Vivienne's side.

So how to say, it is also a family.

"Then you..." Vivienne frowned, cautiously, for fear of poking his sore spot, "Can you still stand up in the future?"

"It's just a broken bone. Didn't Lei say anything?" Mu Shaoling looked at Lei. He shouldn't have said these things.

Vivian looked at Lei and smiled slightly.

Lei was somewhat dissatisfied, "I don't have time to talk."

Now Vivienne is so focused on Nangong Si, she has no time to listen to her rambling about what she has and what she doesn't.

"Sorry, I was negligent." Vivienne blamed herself. It is indeed a bit inappropriate for the guest to come without knowing the current situation of the guest.

Inside the house, Nangongsi's voice came, "Is the elder brother here?"

He asked two questions in a row, and before he finished, Nangong Si ran out quickly. Seeing Mu Shaoling, he was not surprised, but asked, "Brother, you haven't removed the plaster yet?"

Vivienne was startled when she heard his words.

He knew about Mu Shaoling's injury? But he didn't tell himself...

That's right, Nangong Si is usually unwilling to tell her these homely things, usually he is talking and he is listening...

Even though she was used to it, Vivienne still felt a little hurt in her heart.

"It's not been a month yet." Mu Shaoling looked at Nangongsi, then at Vivian, they were together, but something was still wrong.