Mengjun let out a long sigh, she felt like a humble puppy, tossing and turning a thousand times, and begging for the pity of her master. If you go back like this, what should that sister-in-law Rong think of herself? How do you explain it to her? She really didn't want to come back here, it was so luxurious and luxurious, like a fairy tale castle in a dream. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info There may be countless girls who envy the life here and are willing to be a golden silk bird in a beautiful cage. But in her eyes, this is clearly a prison that imprisons people's freedom.

"Jingle bell, jingle bell" The pleasant doorbell echoed in the empty courtyard, just when Mengjun doubted whether that sister-in-law Rong could hear such a large courtyard. Sister-in-law Rong trotted all the way over to open the door.

"Miss Zhuo, why are you back?" Sister-in-law Rong said suspiciously.

"Oh...... I'll come back and change my clothes. Mengjun lowered his head, only to feel that his face was hot.

"Oh, come in." Sister-in-law Rong opened the door humbly and let Mengjun in, "Miss Zhuo, go upstairs and change, there are a lot of clothes in the wardrobe in your room." Just give me the clothes you have changed, and I will wash them for you. ”

"Sister-in-law Rong, I said, don't call me Miss, just call me Mengjun, okay?" The young lady who said this from Sister-in-law Rong made Mengjun very uncomfortable.

"Okay, look at my memory, why did you forget it?" Sister-in-law Rong lowered her head embarrassedly.

Mengjun walked into the room, opened the door to the gorgeous wardrobe, and was immediately shocked by the expensive and beautiful clothes inside. She doesn't know much about clothing, don't look at her so beautiful, but she pursues too much in clothing. First, she admires the beauty of nature; Second, because the family conditions do not allow it, she doesn't want to cause a greater burden on her father.

Speaking of which, Mengjun really didn't want to wear such clothes, which would make her feel very uncomfortable. But if she didn't change into one of these clothes now, she would have to wear this dirty one.

Mengjun watched it for a long time, and finally picked out a seemingly ordinary dress, and couldn't help muttering: "This black-bellied man, which tendon is wrong?" Why are there so many women's clothes in this cabinet? ”

Mengjun, Mengjun, didn't you think that this was specially prepared for you by Mu Liushao? Anyway, now Mengjun has a deep hatred for Mu Xingchen, and he will not think about the good in everything.

She found another pajama, a white material, so silky and silky to the touch, with faint dark patterns. She was suddenly surprised to find that these patterns turned out to be beautiful begonia flowers. It can't be such a coincidence, right? This guy also likes begonia flowers? He has reached such an obsession, but why does he also have a begonia pattern on a girl's pajamas? Incredible, incredible?

Mengjun took the pajamas and stood there in a daze. finally came to a conclusion, that is: Mu Xingchen's former girlfriend must have liked begonia flowers.

But Miss Mengjun, why can't you think that this is something that Mu Liushao specially ordered Song Fang to customize for you in a famous private custom shop? The material is high-quality mulberry silk, and the annual output of the whole country is only a few hundred horses, except for senior leaders, there are very few left, if it does not have a certain identity and status, it is categorically impossible to touch these things. This piece of material was a gift from Mr. Mu's younger brother, and Mr. Mu gave it to his wife. As a result, Mrs. Mu gave it to Mu Xingchen again, Mu Xingchen had always treasured it, and this time she specially took it out to make clothes for Mengjun.

Mu Xingchen has inadvertently given Mengjun more and more special, and inadvertently in his own has made Mengjun deeply implanted in his heart. But Mengjun who is in the dark, her prejudice against Mu Xingchen and all kinds of misunderstandings have become obstacles to the development between them, and it will take a long, long time for Mengjun to realize all this.

Mengjun took a comfortable hot bath and felt a lot more refreshed. She put on that pajama and couldn't help but stand in front of the mirror and look at it. These pajamas fit so well and are really comfortable to wear. She had never worn clothes of such texture. Originally, she was still a little resistant, thinking that this dress seemed to be worn by a person, but then she found a small label sewn into the clothes, and the label indicated the words "Dahua Clothing", and the date was not long ago.

"Knock knock. Mengjun, have you washed it? Are you hungry, do you want me to bring you some snacks? It was Sister-in-law Rong's voice.

"Oh, I'm washed, I'm not hungry, I'll be out right away." Mengjun hurriedly changed out of his pajamas and opened the door. She was wearing the goose-yellow dress, the long skirt hung down to her legs and stomach, and her long hair like a waterfall, the whole person gave people a feeling of floating fairy.

"Oh......" Sister-in-law Rong was stunned for a moment. The floodgates of memory also opened, more than 20 years ago, there was clearly such an image in the Mu family, that woman was also so beautiful that she was all over the country, but that girl's life was too bad. What a shame! Thinking of this, she couldn't help but look gloomy.

"Sister-in-law Rong, sister-in-law Rong, what's wrong with you? What are you thinking? Sister-in-law Rong's strange look made Mengjun very strange. Could it be that she is a little out of place in the clothes of this rich and noble family?

"Oh, it's nothing, it's nothing, Mengjun, it's so suitable for you to wear this dress, it's so beautiful!" Sister-in-law Rong smiled and praised, she couldn't help but try hard to coincide the image of Mengjun with the image in her heart, and then she was surprised to find that there were so many points of fit, no wonder, from the first time she saw Mengjun, she felt that she was very kind. From this, she also understood why the sixth young master only had a soft spot for this little girl.

"Sister-in-law Rong, I've won the prize." Xu is a natural pursuit of beauty, and when Mengjun heard such praise, he couldn't help but feel sweet in his heart. She bowed her head shyly.

"Oh, by the way, Miss Mengjun, do you know when you come back? Do you want me to call the young master? Sister-in-law Rong suddenly remembered Mu Xingchen's instructions when he left, he told her that he would come back a little later in the evening, he would pick up Mengjun from school after work, and then take her to dinner, maybe there would be activities after dinner, but now Mengjun suddenly came back.

As soon as the name of the black-bellied man was mentioned, Mengjun's happy mood just now instantly became low, "In this way, then Sister-in-law Rong will trouble you to call him, just say that I am not feeling well, and I will come back first." With that, he walked quickly upstairs.

Sister-in-law Rong stared at Mengjun's back for a long time, and experience told her that Mengjun must not be telling the truth, but after thinking about it, she would also choose to call according to Mengjun's intentions. This should be beneficial to everyone.

Mu Xingchen had lunch, and as soon as he finished a regular meeting with the heads of several departments, he was told by the secretary that Sister-in-law Rong had called him. Almost immediately, he concluded that it must be because of Mengjun's matter. Because Sister-in-law Rong is such a measured person, except for Mengjun's matter, he can't think of any reason why Sister-in-law Rong would recklessly call the office.

"What's wrong?" Mu Xingchen was surprised that when he picked up the earpiece, his voice was trembling. Now that girl worries about his nerves all the time, making him want to stop.

"Oh, nothing? It's that Miss Zhuo said that she was a little uncomfortable and came back early. At this time, Sister-in-law Rong felt that her decision was absolutely correct.

"Oh-" Mu Xingchen let out a long sigh of relief, but found that when the heart on this side was just put down, the heart on the other side was actually hanging. What's wrong with this girl? Isn't it good to wake up in the morning? Are you tired from cooking for me?

In a burst of suspicion, Mu Xingchen spent a heart-pounding afternoon, if it weren't for the fact that his grandfather was going to come to the branch office to inspect the work in the afternoon, he didn't want to leave behind the truth that he was not doing his job, he would have rushed back to see his girl. After thinking about it, I called Sister-in-law Rong and told her to take good care of Mengjun.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Mr. Mu came to the branch on time. All the employees stood and applauded the arrival of the chairman. Mu Xingchen greeted him with a smile and called the chairman seriously.

Mr. Mu smiled and nodded, among the several grandsons, he valued this youngest grandson the most, and from his body, he clearly saw the shadow of his youth. He owes him the most. He really wanted to hand over all his Mu family's inheritance to him, and he was confident enough that Mu Xingchen would definitely develop the entire family's business day by day.

However, there are nine times out of ten things that are unsatisfactory in life, and in order to achieve this goal, although he is in his twilight years, he has to struggle hard. Wasn't that the case back then? If it weren't for that confused choice, it wouldn't have caused him endless regrets and guilt for the rest of his life.

"Chen'er, are you still the same as your grandfather?" Mr. Mu's voice was very low, of course he understood the purpose of his grandson's name, but the love for him in his heart still made him can't help but say this.

"Grandpa, I don't want my employees to say that I don't distinguish between public and private, and besides, raising your status in front of employees is not also a piece of filial piety for my grandson?" Mu Xingchen is always arrogant and cold in front of people, wise and keen, but in front of Mr. Mu, he can't help but reveal his naughty and naughty side.

But even so, can it withstand the pain caused by the death of his parents at the age of twelve? Mr. Mu deeply understood this, and he couldn't help but take Mu Xingchen's hand with love, "Let's go, let's ask President Mu in a while, report to me well!" ”