It's not far to go to the Mu family's old house, but the time of the appointment is a bit strange, and the appointment is about seven o'clock in the morning.

This point is really early for most people, Secretary Lin confirmed it twice on the phone, and Secretary Xu gently and affirmatively replied that it was indeed seven o'clock, and explained that the old man was old and weak, and he got up early and was in the best spirit in the morning.

Seven o'clock is seven o'clock, it's not a big deal.

On the day of the appointment, Secretary Lin got up early.

She arranged the car in advance and prepared a light breakfast considering that the hotel's restaurant was not opening so early.

At 10 a.m., she was standing in the lobby of the hotel and waiting.

Three minutes later, she saw her boss coming from the other end of the elevator, still dressed in a suit and leather shoes, with a few strands of broken hair swaying on his forehead.

She remembers that her boss had a meeting with the team until nearly twelve o'clock last night, and when she checked her email today, she found that the boss had sent her an email about the project plan, and the time was two o'clock in the morning.

Sleeping so late and waking up so early looks the same as usual.

She couldn't help but sigh that it was not easy to be a rich person.

Seeing that the boss had come over, Secretary Lin hurriedly put away his little emotions and stood with his eyes closed.

"Mr. Xiao, good morning. ”

Xiao He nodded at her.

As soon as she finished saying this, she saw another person come out of the elevator.

The man was wearing a light blue shirt with a white pleated skirt and a fluffy ball-headed head, and he looked like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old high school girl.

Seeing this kind of warm face for the first time, Secretary Lin couldn't help but widen his eyes in surprise.

Sensing the change in Secretary Lin's expression, Xiao He turned his head sideways to look in the direction of the elevator.

She looked at him with a warm smile, her steps were brisk, and her body was filled with a fresh youthful atmosphere.

A hint of surprise flashed in Xiao He's eyes, and the light fell on her.

"Good morning. Wen Yan greeted the two, smiling, with bright eyes and bright teeth, "Why are you looking at me like this?"

Secretary Lin hurriedly narrowed his eyes and replied politely, "Miss Wen ...... today Very different. ”

Wen Yan smiled and said, "Is it good-looking?"

Secretary Lin also smiled: "It's good-looking." ”

Wen Yan smiled even more, and seemed to be satisfied with her answer.

After getting into the car, Secretary Lin handed the breakfast to the two in the back seat.

Xiao He didn't seem to have much appetite, so Wen Yan opened a carton of milk and sucked it in small sips.

The car drove over a speed bump and shook upward, the straw in Wen Yan's hand shook, and a few drops of milk spilled and splashed onto her lips.

She stuck out her tongue and licked it, like a nursing kitten, cute and playful.

"Are you uncomfortable, why don't you eat breakfast?" Wen Yan looked at Xiao He.

Xiao He's eyes were pale, and he said in a low voice: "It's okay." ”

Wen Yan frowned slightly at him, was silent for a long time, and suddenly asked, "Stomach pain?"

Xiao He lifted his eyes and glanced at her, a little surprised how she saw it.

He was not very well, and his stomach ached.

Wen Yan rummaged through his bag and pulled out a plate of pills.

She pulled out a pill, unscrewed another bottle of mineral water and handed it to him.

"Stomach medicine. ”

Xiao He looked at the pills in her hand, his eyes dark.

"You don't think it's poison," she smiled, her eyes playful, "Do you need me to take one first?"

As he spoke, he was really ready to put it in his mouth.

Xiao He grabbed her wrist, took her hand, brought the medicine to his mouth, lowered his head and bit it.

He didn't drink the water she said, but he took the milk she hadn't finished drinking, and drank it with the medicine.

His lips and tongue brushed over her palm, soft, and Wen Yan felt a little itchy.

After taking the medicine, he leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes to recuperate, his brows were slightly twisted, and a few strands of broken hair on his forehead were blown off, covering his sharp eyebrows and eyes, showing a rare softness.

Wen Yan didn't harass him, she glanced at the stomach medicine in her hand, her eyes paused slightly, and she took the medicine back with a light face.

The car drove for 30 minutes and arrived at the Mu family's old house at 6:40.

This is a small Chinese-style building with historical traces, gray walls and tiles, the outer wall is crawling with vines, the roof is warped with eaves and corners, the porcelain carving is exquisite, and the cultural heritage is full.

The car stopped in front of the door, and Secretary Lin got out of the car and rang the doorbell.

Soon, the housekeeper of the Mu family came over and opened the door and received them to the living room for tea.

The housekeeper let the tea serve and then left.

Wen Yan looked at the time, there were still fifteen minutes to seven o'clock.

Xiao He sat on the sofa with an indifferent expression, his expression was calm, and he couldn't see that Fang had just been tortured by stomach pain.

Wen Yan sat for about five minutes and roughly looked at the living room.

The quaint Chinese style design, the golden silk sandalwood sofa, a square black stone tea tray on the coffee table, the tea tray is a set of purple sand tea sets with smooth color, and a Chinese painting of galloping horses is hung on the wall above the sofa. On the other side of the living room, there is a large arched bookshelf, on which there are antiques, calligraphy and paintings, as well as books and tea sets. Next to the bookshelf is a carved screen, the wood is dense, the carving is meticulous, and there seems to be a lot of space in the back, which is isolated by the screen, and the scene behind it cannot be seen from the living room.

The design of this living room is quaint and rich, making people feel like they are in the home of an ancient scholarly family, and if there is anything abrupt, it is a graffiti on the wall under the bookshelf.

Wen Yan got up and looked closer, only to find that the graffiti was a turtle with a black pen. It may have been drawn by a child, but the shape of the turtle is quite abstract, and it is impossible to tell that it is a turtle unless you look closely.

But apart from this turtle, Wen Yan did not find any traces of children living in other places in the living room, and, according to public information, the Mu family currently has no children, Mu Yunchen is not married, and the other married children and grandchildren of the Mu family have no children.

Wen Yan was only curious for a moment, and didn't think much about it.

She slowly paced to the window, and when she looked out, she saw an old man with silver hair practicing Tai Chi in the backyard. The old man's moves are both rigid and soft, and he can see that his body is quite tough.

Wen Yan smiled slightly, the old man in front of him was Mu Changxiang.

She remembered that Secretary Xu said that Old Man Mu was weak, got up early, and was in the best mental state in the morning, so she made an appointment at this time.

But looking at the situation in front of you, I'm afraid it's not as Secretary Xu said.

It seems that this old man is not a good talker, and it is estimated that it is more difficult than Mu Yunchen.

Mu Changxiang finished a set of punches, wiped his sweat with a towel, washed his hands, and then turned around and walked in the direction of the living room.

Wen Yan went back to the sofa and sat down, she looked at her watch, there was still a minute to seven o'clock.

The old man was quite punctual.

Sure enough, in the next minute, Mu Changxiang walked over from the other end of the living room.

Mu Changxiang was wearing a white Tai Chi practice uniform, his silver hair was like frost, his face was ruddy, his eyes were bright, and his spirit was strong.

He came steadily, and his eyes fell on Xiao He.

Xiao He got up calmly and bowed slightly at him: "Mu Lao, I'm bothered." ”

Mu Changxiang nodded, and his eyes moved to the warm face next to him.

When Xiao He stood up, Wen Yan also stood up, and when she saw Mu Changxiang looking at her, she took a small step forward and said with a smile: "Grandpa Mu." ”

Mu Changxiang: "......"

Xiao He: "......"

Ignoring the subtle changes in the expressions of the two, Wen Yan continued: "Grandpa Mu, I saw you playing Tai Chi just now, and your Tai Chi is so good, it reminds me of a sentence - body and mind are one, things and me, and I can do what I want. ”

Mu Changxiang's eyes moved slightly, and then he laughed slowly, with a kind and hearty smile.

"The little girl knows a lot. ”

He sat down on the sofa, and the butler handed him a cup of ginseng tea.

The old man took two sips of tea slowly, put down the teacup, and said casually, "Have you had breakfast?"

It sounds like the elders in the family are asking about the daily life of the juniors.

Wen Yan nodded very obediently: "I've eaten it." ”

The old man snorted, his eyes narrowed slightly, and after a while, he looked at Xiao He again: "Yunchen said you want to see me?"

Xiao He smiled slightly: "I want to ask Mu Lao to help identify the authenticity of a painting." ”

Mu Changxiang smiled: "It's not necessarily a good thing for young people to think too deeply. ”

Xiao He's eyes paused slightly, but his face was as usual.

Wen Yan's eyes rolled, coughed lightly, and said softly: "Don't hide it from Grandpa, we mainly want to ask Grandpa about the design plan of the Nanhua Seaside Villa," she paused for a moment, and then continued, "Although this project is worth tens of billions, it is now a dragon without eyes, and Mu Sheng's design is its eyes." ”

Mu Changxiang smiled meaningfully: "The little girl is really articulate, and she gave Mu Sheng such a big hat. ”

Wen Yan smiled coquettishly: "Grandpa is joking with me, I just told the truth, otherwise, we wouldn't be here at this moment." ”

At Mu Changxiang's age, he has seen and experienced everything and everything, and it is easy to see the other party's intentions.

Although Xiao He only said a few words, he knew that this young man was not simple, his mind was deep, and his sharp edge was introverted, which made people unable to see through.

On the contrary, it was this lively little girl who made him very impressed, and every sentence was extremely ironed.

It's just that he doesn't let the descendants of the Mu family take over commercial projects, and he has his own reasons and principles.

First, if there is a quality problem in a commercial project, Mu Sheng's reputation as a designer will be affected;

Second, commercial projects are a thorn in his heart, and this thorn has been deeply rooted since more than 20 years ago.

Mu Changxiang is a straightforward person, so he directly stated the first reason, to put it simply, I am not sure about the quality of your project, so I will not let Mu Sheng rashly take your project. In order to reduce unnecessary trouble, let's ask for another skill.

What he didn't expect was that Xiao He actually brought a stack of documents, all of which were quality reports of raw materials, and even the factory qualifications of raw material suppliers.

In addition, he brought a draft statement detailing that if anything goes wrong with the Nanhua Beach House project, it will not be related to Mousheng Design.

His thinking was so meticulous and well prepared that even a person like Mu Changxiang, who had seen all kinds of techniques, couldn't think of words to refuse for a while.

Coupled with Wen Yan's tireless assistance by the side, in the end, Mu Changxiang could only let them go back first on the grounds that they needed to think about it again.

At the end of the point, Xiao He and Wen Yan didn't say anything more and left the Mu family.

As soon as they walked on the front foot, a man on the back foot walked out of the carved screen in the living room of the Mu family.

The visitor slowly walked to the sofa next to Mu Changxiang and sat down, he bent his elbows, supported his forehead with the back of his hand, and looked at the direction of the door, his eyes thoughtful.

"This is the little girl you are talking about?" Mu Changxiang looked at Duan Chen and smiled kindly, "It's really good, the little girl is quite clever." ”

Duan Chen retracted his gaze and smiled slightly: "She has always been good." ”

Mu Changxiang's eyes were a little playful: "You kid have a crush on a little girl?"

Duan Chen smiled, did not answer, for a while, he looked at Mu Changxiang: "Grandpa Mu, can Mu Sheng take over the project of Nanhua Villa?"

Mu Changxiang's eyes paused slightly, pondered for a moment, but said, "Are you for this little girl?" You know that the Xiao family and your Duan family are competitors. ”

Of course Duan Chen knew, but Wen Yan did everything possible to help Xiao He negotiate cooperation, although he didn't know why, he still wanted to help her.

He nodded, as if he remembered something, and his face was slightly hesitant: "If you are still worried about Aunt Yiyan's affairs back then, then you don't have to ...... reluctantly"

Mu Changxiang waved his hand and sighed: "I should have let go of that matter a long time ago, I'm afraid that Ah Rong Yunchen and they would have complained, if I let go as soon as possible, Mu Sheng's development would not stop there." ”

Duan Chen smiled gently: "Uncle Rong and Brother Chen, they are not this kind of people, you are too careful." ”

Mu Changxiang patted Duan Chen's shoulder and said with emotion: "I know that your kid is comforting my old man, but grandpa is also happy in his heart, if it weren't for the ...... back then." You are now my grandson-in-law. ”

Duan Chen's eyes were silent, thinking of what happened to the Mu family back then, he was quite emotional.

After many years, emotion is useless.

*

Leaving the Mu family's old house, Xiao He's expression was thoughtful.

With a faint pain in his stomach, he pinched his eyebrows and closed his eyes.

Wen Yan was also thinking about things, according to her judgment, Mu Changxiang should have agreed, if he didn't agree, just refused, but he said that if he thought about it, it would be basically a drama.

However, she always felt that something was wrong in her heart.

Things seem to be going too well.

When he arrived at the hotel, Xiao He held a meeting with the team to discuss the next work arrangement, and Wen Yan was ready to make up for it.

She slept for almost two hours, and when she woke up from a deep sleep, she heard a melodious piano sound.

It's ringing all the time, and it's annoying.

She finally opened her eyes, only to realize that it was her phone ringing.

The caller was Secretary Lin.

Confused, she picked up the phone.

"Miss Wen, Mr. Xiao is sick and is in the hospital now, I am at the airport now, preparing to go back to the headquarters, can I trouble you to go to the hospital to take care of Mr. Xiao?" Secretary Lin's voice was anxious.

Wen Yan said eagerly: "Hospital, what's wrong with him?"

"Stomach bleeding, Mr. Xiao ......" Secretary Lin hesitated for a moment before continuing, "He often forgets time when he works, he is too himself......"

After all, it's his own boss, and as a secretary, it's already a bit deviant to say this.

Wen Yan breathed a sigh of relief at this time: "Okay, I know, I'll go over now, you don't have to worry." ”

"Thank you, Miss Wen. ”

Wen Yan hung up the phone, changed her clothes, and went downstairs directly to stop the taxi to go to the hospital.

When they arrived at the ward, they found that Xiao He was talking to Manager Chen, and Wen Yan walked in without disturbing them.

Xiao He Yuguang saw her come in, his eyes paused slightly, and he raised his hand towards Manager Chen: "Just arrange it according to the plan." ”

Manager Chen understood, put away the documents, and turned around to leave.

Seeing Wen Yan, he paused and smiled at her to say hello.

Wen Yan also smiled back at him.

Manager Chen walked out and closed the door with his hand.

Wen Yan slowly walked to Xiao He's bedside, with a playful look in her eyes: "You are sick and still thinking about work, and you are not afraid of exhausting your body." ”

As she spoke, her gaze shifted downwards to somewhere on him.

On the way here, she couldn't help but be a little worried, but seeing that he could still talk to his subordinates about work freely, she was relieved.

Xiao He, except for his pale face, his mental state was as usual.

Hearing this, he hooked the corners of his lips, a little smile appeared in his indifferent eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Come here." ”

Wen Yan stepped forward from Shanru and prepared to sit on the edge of the bed.

As soon as she approached, her arm was suddenly pulled violently, and in the next moment, she fell to the bottom of her seat, and most of her body was lying on the culprit.

Xiao He's undripped arm wrapped around her waist, his dry lips brushed her ear, and he chuckled, "Do you want to test it, huh?"

His voice was low and hoarse, hot breath spraying the tips of her ears.

Wen Yan's ears immediately turned red and numb, not shy, her ears were very sensitive.

She couldn't help but tilt her head, but her soft and white neck became the next target.

Xiao He buried his head in her neck, the faint sweet fragrance lingering on her nose, and her breathing became a little heavier.

This is in the hospital, doctors and nurses may come in at any time to make rounds, Wen Yan bears his kiss while can't help but glance at the door.

Sensing the change in the man under her, Wen Yan couldn't help but stiffen her body, she raised her hand and gently pressed against his chest, and said with a coquettish smile: "Does Mr. Xiao want to play in the ward, the taste is so strong?"

Xiao He raised his eyes to look at her and chuckled: "Don't like it?"

"I don't like it. "Gentle and arrogant.

"Hard-mouthed. He lifted his hand to clasp her jaw, his thumb brushing her soft pink lips.

"It's not as hard as you. She retorted casually.

Xiao He didn't know what to think of, and smiled in a low voice.

"Tell you something," he smiled, staring at her with dark eyes, as if trying to catch the change in her expression, "Mu Sheng agreed to cooperate. ”

Wen Yan blinked, his eyes widened a little, and he said happily: "Really, great!"

Xiao He said in a light voice: "Yes, do you really think it's good?"

Wen Yan was stunned: "What do you mean?"

Xiao He's eyes were dark and sunken on her face: "I successfully completed this project, your boss will be happy?"

Before she came, Wen Yan thought that Xiao He must have doubts about her, she was Sheng Yu's person, although she didn't know what the relationship between Sheng Yu and Xiao He was, but she had roughly guessed that Xiao He knew about her relationship with Sheng Yu, and she also knew that it was Sheng Yu who stole the bidding plan of the Science and Technology Park last time.

Therefore, when she heard Xiao He's words, she was not too surprised.

It's just that if you know, you know, you still have to do the work on the surface.

"My boss took the money from your Yuncheng Group, and of course he was happy that you negotiated cooperation. "She's playing dumb.

Xiao He hooked his lips and smiled, but there was no smile at the bottom of his eyes.

Wen Yan didn't know that her boss who Xiao He said was not the same person as she thought it was at all. Similarly, Xiao He didn't know that Wen Yan was just a pawn in the dark.

Xiao He stayed in the hospital overnight, and Wen Yan stayed in the hospital to take care of him. Serving tea and water, taking care of people is quite meticulous.

"I see you're pretty skilled at taking care of people. Xiao He said lightly.

"I'm used to it," Wen Yan didn't hide it, "My sister used to be hospitalized a lot. ”

Xiao He was silent, his eyes were deep, and his expression was thoughtful.

After all, he was sick, and he went to bed very early at night.

When I woke up in the middle of the night, I found Wen Yan lying on his bedside, holding his palm with one hand.

Xiao He stared at her with deep eyes, got out of bed, and carried her to his hospital bed.

Wen Yan habitually rubbed his neck socket, hugged his waist, and slept coquettishly.

Xiao He lowered his eyes and looked at her sleeping face, and a burst of warmth swelled in his heart, and after a while, he took the person into his arms and closed his eyes.

*

The next evening, Xiao He was about to leave the hospital, and his mobile phone rang just when Tang Xin called.

Since Tang Xin said those words in his apartment that day, she did not dare to contact him for three days.

Today she contacted Secretary Lin, who said that Xiao He was on a business trip, but did not disclose his specific itinerary. Tang Xin was extremely angry, but she knew that Secretary Lin was loyal to Xiao He, and she wouldn't tell her even if she was angry.

So she went around and inquired, only to know that Xiao He took the team to Nanlin, and he was also admitted to the hospital due to stomach bleeding.

When she heard the news, she immediately called over, thinking that she could take advantage of this incident to ease the relationship between the two.

Xiao He glanced at the caller ID and picked it up.

"Ah He, how is your body, are you feeling better now?" As soon as he picked up the phone, he heard Tang Xin's series of questions.

She spoke softly, in a concerned tone.

Xiao He's voice was faint and said, "It's okay." ”

"How can it be okay, you're in the hospital. You," she paused, and then said aggrievedly, "are you still angry with me? I saw that woman in your apartment that day, and I was angry and talked nonsense, I didn't really think like that......

She kept talking as if she was pouring beans from a bamboo tube, Xiao He pinched her eyebrows a little impatiently, and when she turned around to sit down on the chair, she found that Wen Yan was looking at him with a playful expression.

She stepped forward, stood in front of him, raised her hand and rubbed his eyebrows, and little by little smoothed out the frowning eyebrows.

After massaging the center of her eyebrows, she moved her fingers down, tapped the tip of his nose, brushed his cheekbones, pinched his earlobes, and her fingertips teased the skin between his neck.

Her eyes were languid and casual, as if she was really just massaging him.

But the faint smile on the corner of her lips betrayed her mind, faintly, with a sense of banter.

Xiao He lost the patience to listen to the other end of the phone and continue to explain, he interrupted Tang Xin's words, and said in a deep voice: "I still have something to do, hang up first." ”

Then he hung up the phone, and the phone was thrown on the table.

He grabbed the messy hand of the woman in front of him, grabbed her jaw, and leaned over her tongue with a playful smile.

Wen Yan raised her head very cooperatively and hugged his neck.

The evening sunset shines into the ward through the glass window, and the miserable white ward is dyed with warm colors, and the pair of lingering figures are even more charming.

Night falls, and hope rises.

A kiss intensified until a light cough came, and the pair slowly parted.

"Sir, this is your discharge formality. The little nurse blushed and handed him the discharge formalities, and then hurriedly turned around and went out.

Xiao He took the discharge sheet, stared at the woman in front of him with gloomy eyes, and said in a low voice: "Go back to the hotel." ”