Mu Yunsheng was unhurriedly sorting out her clothes, and when she heard the footsteps, the corners of her lips lifted slightly, and she still turned her back to him to clean up.

"What are you doing with your clothes?"

Mu Yunsheng was surprised, "Didn't Lin Xiao report to you? I'm going to Qingjiang for two days to attend the New Year's Eve party in Qingdao and Zhejiang." ”

He did have a few WeChat messages from Lin Xiao on his mobile phone, but he never liked to read messages, so he ignored them directly.

Mu Yunsheng stared at the man in the suit and leather shoes for a few seconds, his red lips were dyed meaningful, "Mr. Jiang is waking up?"

The thin lips instantly chuckled, as if it was a light snort, he approached her step by step, his dark eyes staring at her tightly, "Mu Yunsheng, I found that you like to provoke me very much." ”

She lifted her chin, a little innocent, "Is there one?"

Jiang Dushen had to admit that although Mu Yunsheng said so many vague words during the interview, it was indeed the best answer for their current situation.

"I won't pursue the interview, you can say whatever you want to tell the reporter, it doesn't matter. ”

He lowered his eyes at her haughty face and raised his hand to pinch her chin, "But, only this once." ”

The crimson lips let out a smile, her clear eyes met his, and her low and soft voice did not show weakness, "I also told you, we are now in a cooperative relationship, as long as Song Wanzhi does not provoke me, I will not have much trouble." ”

When she returned, she changed into a comfortable long dress, and the red lips on her delicate face were open and closed, and by virtue of her height, he could see something when he looked down.

A fragrance from her body, if there is nothing looming, ethereal want people to catch it, hook people to a deeper place.

"Mr. Jiang, can you let go?"

Jiang Du was stunned, and instantly took his hand away, and Qingjun's face was quietly dyed with an unnatural red.

Mu Yunsheng didn't notice his abnormality, turned around and continued to pack her luggage.

"There is one thing I think I need to remind you, I just clarified to the reporter about you and Song Bangzhi, I personally think that you have rarely seen her in the past two days, and I don't want to be slapped in the face. ”

A low chuckle escaped from the man's throat, "What if I don't?"

At this moment, Mu Yunsheng had just folded a piece of clothing in her hand, and when she heard his words, she seemed to stop for half a beat before putting it in, and then she buckled the suitcase tightly and pulled it up in a hurry and got up to face him.

"If you insist on going to see her, of course I can't say anything. ”

She shrugged her shoulders senselessly, her red lips lining a dull expression, and she held her suitcase, "Go first." ”

With that, she grabbed her suitcase and left.

As soon as he crossed him, the man subconsciously reached out and grabbed her wrist.

"On the thirtieth day, my grandfather said that I would get together at home. ”

"Don't worry," she said in an indifferent voice, "I won't be late." ”

She didn't break free of him, but he could clearly hear the alienation.

He let go, inexplicably feeling that his chest was not smooth, raised his hand and pulled open the collar of his suit, and suddenly said, "Pay attention to safety." ”

As soon as his voice fell, Mu Yunsheng pulled his suitcase and left.

About a minute later, a sudden ringing of a mobile phone rang in the quiet room.

"Mr. Jiang, do you want to come to the hospital to see Song..."

Jiang Dushen, who picked up the phone, took a few steps forward and sat on the woman's bed.

It seemed that a few wisps of smell belonging to the woman wafted from the mattress, which made his suddenly depressed mood even more irritable, and he directly interrupted Su Zheng without even listening to the words, his tone showed impatience, "What's wrong with her?"

Su Zheng trembled, wasn't Mr. Jiang in a good mood half an hour ago, why was he irritable again?