In the end, Wang Dashao still did not enter his fiancée's boudoir as he wished.

Instead, in front of everyone, Miss Mu grabbed the flesh around her waist and "thrown" her into a guest room upstairs.

During this period, no one disturbed Wang Le, who stayed in the room to recuperate, until the last trace of afterglow of the sunset, the lights of thousands of homes were lit, the nightclubs in Sijiu City began to welcome guests, and the door of the guest room on the second floor was knocked by Mu Xihu.

Wang Le opened the door with a calm face.

In the darkness, those blue and white scalps can be vaguely seen between the shortened hair, a pair of sword eyebrows dyed white and tender thin faces, and two black lights in the eyes are like deep ancient wells.

When the door opened, the room was dark, and the hallway was brightly lit, as if there were two worlds.

At least for Mu Xihu, the visual impact is great, he is in the light, and his brother-in-law comes from the endless darkness.

Mu Xihu knows that under his brother-in-law's innocent and even immature face, the heart hidden is perverted, cruel, and ruthless...

It seems that all the negative words that describe human beings can be crowned with this heart.

Well, at least for Mu Xihu, everything he has seen is like this, of course, it is all against the enemy.

At this moment, the moment the door was opened, Mu Xihu's mind was snatched away by the invisible aura emanating from Wang Le's body!

"Little Tiger?"

Just when Mu Xihu was in a trance, Wang Le shouted softly.

Mu Xihu shivered, and the skin under his clothes had goosebumps at some point.

"Brother-in-law, you can go. Mu Xihu said unconsciously with respect.

Wang Le pursed his mouth, looked at his brother-in-law a little puzzled, and always felt that this guy was a little weird.

However, Wang Le didn't ask much, just nodded, and took the lead to walk downstairs along the corridor.

Looking at his brother-in-law's back, Mu Xihu shook his head vigorously to sober himself up, and then hurriedly followed, and followed Wang Le downstairs.

When the two of them came downstairs, Mu Xiyan and Chen Sheng were already waiting in the living room with Old Man Mu.

"Grandpa, you don't want to go to Tianxiang Pavilion too!?"

Seeing that the old man was dressed neatly and leaned on the sofa with a crutch, Wang Le asked a little speechlessly.

Old Man Mu left the sofa and stood up, took the crutch in his hand, put the pestle on the floor, and said with a smile: "The competition of the innate master is more exciting than the last battle on the top of the Taihe Palace, such a rare thing, of course you have to go and see it, what's the matter, you kid is not happy?"

Wang Le glanced at the other three, and then said with a wry smile: "You are always going, how dare the kid stop you and be unhappy." ”

"Forgive me for not having the guts!"

After Old Man Mu finished speaking, he waved his big hand, and took the lead to walk outside the gate with a stick, Mu Xiyan saw this, and hurriedly stepped forward to wait, for fear of encountering something bumpy.

Out of the yard, the old man's car and driver were already waiting there.

Mu Xiyan and Chen Sheng accompanied the old man on the black red flag and left first.

Immediately, Wang Le and Mu Xihu also got into the Q7 car.

Mu Xihu, of course, acted as the driver, started the car and left Lianyayuan, caught up with the red flag that took the first step, and followed the street lamp to Tianxiang Pavilion on the outskirts of Beijing...

The traffic in Sijiu City is always jammed, and tomorrow is the beginning of the May Day holiday, and there is a situation of being blocked all over the world.

Fortunately, I followed the old man's special car along the way, and there was no specialization, although it was a little blocked, but after the arrangement of the relevant departments, it was still very clever to avoid.

At 7:30 in the evening, the red flag and Q7, one black and one white, stopped at the door of Tianxiang Pavilion.

At this time, the silver moon has also hung up in the middle of the sky, and the sky is full of stars.

Tianxiang Pavilion, a building in the style of the Republic of China, under the moonlight and starlight, is plated with an ethereal meaning.

Although it does not have the luxurious appearance of those bright and bright places in Sijiu City, the luxury cars in the parking lot in front of the door, as well as those beautiful women with outstanding appearances, coupled with the artistic conception of this building like a picture scroll, explain everything, well, this is a place where the children of wealthy families gather.

When Mike Zhao, who had been waiting for a long time, saw the old man supported by Mu Xiyan at the door, he thought that he was dazzled at night.

Immediately, a spirit of excitement walked up quickly.

"Hello Grandpa Mu!"

At this time, Zhao Mike did not look like no one in the eyes of his son, he bent down very respectfully and bowed, and greeted.

Old Man Mu hummed disapprovingly, then slowly walked to the gate and stopped, looking up at the sign of Tianxiang Pavilion.

At the moment, it happened to be the point of the guests of Tianxiang Pavilion, although Master Mu rarely appeared in public, but most of the people who came to Tianxiang Pavilion were the children of the circle.

These children of the family grew up listening to the stories of the old man Mu's generation, if it were not for the old man's expansion of the territory, the founding of the country and the marquis, they would not be visiting Tianxiang Pavilion today, but like ordinary people, experiencing cold tea, thin wine, and the life of an old woman.

Therefore, Old Man Mu, who is still alive now, and the other four, are all spiritual totems of the children of the Sijiu City family.

When Old Man Mu, who rarely showed up, looked at the plaque of Tianxiang Pavilion in front of the door, he was still recognized by many people, but he didn't make a sound, and walked into Tianxiang Pavilion silently and with great interest.

When Zhao Mike walked in front of him, Old Man Mu spoke: "Quanhui's words are unique, and his talent and mind are few comparable in his generation in Sijiu City. ”

After a pause, Old Man Mu turned his head to look at Zhao Mike's mixed-race face.

Just when Zhao Mike was so insightful by Old Man Mu's eyes that his whole body was in a cold sweat, and Wang Le and Mu Xihu also walked up, the old man finally spoke.

"It was not easy for Quanhui, for this transnational marriage, he gave up everything in China, including his career. ”

Zhao Mike is a lonely, he has lived abroad for many years, and later returned to China with his father, but he has never heard his family and friends talk about such a secret.

"If Quanhui had chosen a different path back then and gave up this transnational marriage, there would be no you today, so don't let him down. ”

After Old Man Mu finished speaking, he walked towards the Tianxiang Pavilion with Mu Xiyan's support.

At this time, Zhao Mike, after listening to Old Man Mu's words, couldn't help but be proud of having such a father.

Only when he was born in a wealthy family can he know how difficult it is to give up everything in this, at least he Zhao Mike can't do it, and he also believes that most people can't do it, but his father, Zhao Quanhui did it!

Mike Zhao suddenly realized that he had never known his father at all, it turned out to be so great and unattainable.

Wang Le, who was walking behind, passed by Zhao Mike, who was excited and clenched his fists.

At this moment, Wang Le was very envious of Zhao Mike having a father like Zhao Quanhui.

PS, said that it was good to make up for yesterday's four watches.