Mu Huanhuan pursed her lips, "Got it." ”

Looking at Xiao Yun's expression, Mu Huanhuan guessed that it was not a good thing for Mu Zhenlin to find her.

Their father and daughter have never dealt with each other, they are under the same roof, and they either don't say a word for ten days and a half months, or they don't say a word right, and they are full of gunsmoke.

Xiao Yun was worried that there would be another quarrel later, so she grabbed Mu Huanhuan and reminded: "Huanhuan, no matter what, he is your father, everything he does is to hope that you are well, you can talk to him later, don't quarrel again!"

Mu Huanhuan didn't say yes, nor did she say bad, and went upstairs directly.

When she entered the study, Mu Zhenlin was having a video conference with others, Mu Zhenlin glanced at her, Mu Huanhuan found a chair and sat down, quietly not disturbing him.

A few minutes later, Mu Zhenlin ended the video conference, he stared at Mu Huanhuan for a few seconds, frowned, and said, "Not feeling well?"

Mu Huanhuan didn't say lightly: "It's nothing, what are you looking for me?"

Mu Zhenlin picked up the teacup on the desk and took a sip of tea, "Do you remember He Junting, the eldest son of your Uncle He's family?"

Mu Huanhuan was silent for a while, she raised her eyes and looked at the face that was slowly crawling with wrinkles, and asked coldly, "What do you mean?"

She didn't think that Mu Zhenlin just mentioned the name He Junting.

Mu Zhenlin said: "Junting went abroad to study when he was more than ten years old, and he just returned to China recently, I have seen people, and there is nothing to be faulty about his appearance and character, and your Uncle He also plans to hand over the company's affairs to him to take care of, and you often played together when you were young, and you are also childhood sweethearts. ”

After listening to Mu Zhenlin, Mu Huanhuan sneered, she looked at Mu Zhenlin with a half-sarcastic smile and said: "Aunt Xiao said that you have something to discuss with me, but Mu Dong's tone of discussion is clearly to give an order!"

She pursed her lips, "Do I have the right to say no?"

Thinking of Xiao Yun's previous reminder, Mu Zhenlin endured his temper and didn't attack, and said with a stiff face: "Mu Huanhuan, I have raised you for twenty-two years, and I have connived at you to do nonsense for twenty-two years, even if you raise a dog, you know how to repay your kindness, shouldn't you do something for this family?"

Mu Huanhuan's face became even more ugly.

Oh, it turns out that in Mu Zhenlin's heart, her daughter is not even as good as a dog!

The expression on Mu Huanhuan's face faded, and after a long time, she said without ups and downs: "If I promise you, will I be able to move the household registration out of the Mu family's household registration book, and there will be nothing to do with it in the future?"

If she and He Junting really got married smoothly, she would naturally move her household registration out of the Mu family, but Mu Huanhuan didn't mean just that, Mu Zhenlin knew it very well.

She wants to completely break away from the Mu family and cut off the father-daughter relationship with him!

Mu Zhenlin's lips trembled twice, "Yes." ”

Mu Huanhuan stood up: "Okay, everything will be arranged by Mu Dong!"

On Saturday, Mu Huanhuan was still in poor spirits, and his gastrointestinal problems did not improve, so he answered a phone call in the morning and didn't get up until noon, and dragged his unwelling body out of the door in the evening.

The call in the morning was from Mu Zhenlin, who gave her the time address and asked her to go to the appointment on time.

She didn't know whether to admire Mu Dong's efficiency, or to be sad how disgusted Mu Dong was with her as an unscrupulous woman, so she couldn't wait to kick her out immediately!

At seven o'clock, Mu Huanhuan appeared in a high-end Western restaurant in the city center, and she sat down in a window position under the guidance of the waiter.

He Junting has not yet arrived.

Mu Huanhuan asked the waiter for a cup of warm white and drank it slowly, and at seven o'clock, a cold and mellow voice sounded.

"Sorry, I'm late!"

Mu Huanhuan raised her head and stared at the person for two seconds before she spoke, "It's okay." ”