Mu Yu Sheng hurried out to ask the servant to prepare things and clean clothes, and then handed them to Yu Enron, "don't tell me I can't use this thing!"

"Thank you." Yu Enron took his clothes and aunt's towel, walked carefully to the bathroom, looked back at the pool of blood on the sheet, and blushed. Unfortunately, he also soiled his sheet.

After Yu Enron took a fragrant hot bath, Mu Yusheng had changed the sheets, and there was only a faint smell of blood in the air. Mu Yusheng brought a cup of hot tea and said, "this is ginger black tea. After drinking it, my stomach will not feel so bad."

"Thank you." Yu Enron took the cup and sipped it, but he didn't dare to sit down any more, for fear that it would stain his sofa and his bed. But for the rest of his life, Mu suddenly picked her up and let her sit on her lap and drink hot ginger black tea.

What if the clothes are dirty? Anyway, he can wash it, but he just wants to be nice to her and accompany her growth.

Thinking that the time for dinner was almost coming, Mu Yu Sheng took Yu An'an downstairs. Su Zihang opened his eyes wide in amazement and looked at Mu Yu Sheng, who was so light that he exclaimed: "Mu Yu Sheng, it seems you can't do it! It's over in such a short time... "

Before he had finished speaking, Mu kicked him for the rest of his life. Fortunately, Su Zihang was a good runner, otherwise his legs would have to be broken.

Shangguan Yiyun quickly came over and said with a smile: "OK, OK, don't make any noise. Go to dinner quickly!"

So four people came to the restaurant and sat down around the huge table. The life of the rich is different. There are few people, but there are dozens of dishes on the table. Is it a waste?

But who cares if they have money? If you don't buy more dishes, how can those who sell vegetables make money? How can money circulate?

Mu Yusheng put some dishes in the plate in front of Yu Enron and asked her to eat more. Yu Enron nodded. He just picked up chopsticks to eat, but his mobile phone rang untimely, "I'm going out to answer the phone." Yu Enron very clever sensible stood up, said to everyone, left the restaurant.

Mu also got up and followed him for the rest of his life.

Because that just came, Yu Enron was afraid to stain their sofa, so she went to the huge French window, took out her mobile phone and had a look. It turned out that it was her uncle who called. She was puzzled, but still answered: "uncle, what's the matter with you calling me?"

Tu Xinling said politely on the phone: "Enron, you must have not had dinner yet? Take the rest of Mu's life and have dinner with my uncle! "

"I..."

As soon as Yu Enron was ready to answer, his mobile phone was snatched away by the people behind him. He only heard Mu Yusheng's voice coldly say: "this gentleman, you don't want to see what time it is. If you really want to ask Enron to have dinner, why don't you say hello in advance? What's the point of your posturing? "

Tu Xinling's purpose for the rest of his life is naturally clear-cut. Tu Xinling hopes his daughter Tu Shanrong can catch up with Mu Yusheng with the help of Yu Enron. But I'm sorry, he doesn't want to see Tu Shanrong at a glance.

"There's more." Mu's tone for the rest of his life was a little colder: "Enron is my assistant. I have a lot of things to arrange for her to do. Please don't disturb her in the future."

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