"It's almost Christmas, did Zixuan say he would come back?" It's ridiculous, Jiang Muqing looked at Fu Haotian who was driving next to him, and he had to ask an outsider about his son's itinerary.

"It doesn't seem like he will come back, your son is very strong, he has already conquered the spoken language in less than two months, and now there is no obstacle to communicating with people." Ling Zixuan's ability was beyond doubt, and Fu Haotian was very proud to have such an apprentice.

"Is there any news from that guy named Gao Huaide?" Jiang Muqing suddenly remembered this incident.

"No, those people seem to have evaporated, and there are people behind them, that's for sure." Fu Haotian has always been highly vigilant about this matter, and sometimes the more inconspicuous people are, the more terrifying they are like a time bomb.

"You have to help me watch Ling Zixuan's situation over there, and pay attention to any special people you see." Jiang Muqing not only guards against outsiders, but also his own people, after all, Ling Zixuan has so many shares of Feiyu Group in his hands.

"I know this, I'll finish reading the lord in a while, where are you going back." Jiang Muqing's father was sick, and Fu Haotian hoped that she could go back to Jiang's house for a while, so that she could talk for a while.

"Let's go back to Jiang's house." Jiang Muqing didn't want to see Ling Haoran's cold face.

"Okay." Fu Haotian stopped talking.

Jiang Muqing didn't bother to eat and came directly to the hospital and saw his old father lying on the hospital bed.

"How are you feeling today?" After the death of her mother the year before last, her father's health deteriorated, and Jiang Muqing was very worried.

"It's okay, it's you, you look very tired, don't be reluctant, it's really not good, the company will merge the Ling family." Mrs. Jiang felt sorry for her only daughter, the two sons were not angry, they only cared about killing each other, and the company now relied on her to win some interest support from the Ling family.

"That's not good, I can't watch your life's work go down the drain, Dad, I'll try to keep it." Jiang Muqing thought that if the company was merged by Feiyu, the two younger brothers Jiang Musheng and Jiang Muzheng might no longer have a foothold.

"It's hard for you." Old Man Jiang sighed.

The father and daughter talked about business for a while, and when they heard that Jiang Muqing hadn't eaten yet, Old Man Jiang immediately asked Fu Haotian to lead Jiang Muqing to dinner.

When the two returned to the car, Jiang Muqing didn't want to eat outside, so he called Jiang's house, but was told that there was a power outage in an area near Jiang's house, and he didn't want to go back to Ling's house, Jiang Muqing was stunned for a while.

"Why don't you sell something and go to the house in our city." Fu Haotian proposed.

"Do you know how to cook? I won't. Jiang Muqing rubbed her temples, and now she wanted to find a place to relax for a while.

"Of course I will, Wang Lao Wu like me can't cook and won't starve to death." Fu Haotian made a rare joke.

"Okay, go to your house, and when my house calls, you can send me back."

The two bought vegetables in Fu Haotian's supermarket downstairs, came to Fu Haotian's residence, and entered the door, Jiang Muqing couldn't help but admire Fu Haotian when he looked at the cleaned living room.

"You cleaned it yourself, and you actually got a new sofa cover." There were a few times when Fu Haotian's phone couldn't get through, and Jiang Muqing came here to find him in person.

"Cleaning is a great habit to keep people happy." Fu Haotian put the dishes in the kitchen.

"The way you're entertained is really special." Jiang Muqing was sometimes surprised, he and Fu Haotian had more words than Ling Haoran, probably because of his small size.

"You rest for a while, I'll cook, just for a while." Fu Haotian entered the inner room to change his clothes and came out.

Jiang Muqing sat on the sofa, turned on the TV, and inadvertently glanced at Fu Haotian's back in the kitchen, the same tall and strong shoulders, why was Ling Haoran's back so cold, but Fu Haotian, who was busy cooking for himself, made himself so relieved, Jiang Muqing was frightened by the feeling that suddenly appeared, and hurriedly took a sip of water and put away his thoughts.

"Come here." Fu Haotian is a good man.

"So fast." Jiang Muqing put aside those cranky thoughts and came to the kitchen, and was very surprised to see the exquisite food on the table.

"Quality and quantity, a must." Fu Haotian pulled open the dining chair.

"Thank you." Jiang Muqing ate a few bites, and hurriedly admired Fu Haotian's craftsmanship, and suddenly saw the red wine on the wine cabinet, she walked over to see that it was actually Lafite who was eighty-five years old, and the lid had been opened.

"You're quite extravagant." Jiang Muqing shook it and found that there were many more in it.

"You're going to drink." Fu Haotian was surprised.

"Drink a little, I want to relax." Jiang Muqing found the wine glass and poured the bottom of the glass, shook it symbolically, and then drank it all.

"This way of drinking is a bit of a waste of good wine." Fu Haotian hurriedly stopped.

"You can drink some too." Jiang Muqing also poured a cup for Fu Haotian.

"I can't drink it, I'll have to send you back later."

"Okay, then I'll drink it for you." Jiang Muqing had never drunk like this, looking at Fu Haotian in front of him, there was an indescribable chaos in his heart.

Fu Haotian felt that Jiang Muqing was a little excited today, but middle-aged women generally drank a little bit of alcohol, so it is estimated that there is no big problem.

But he and she forgot, Jiang Muqing drank red wine, and he had a lot of stamina, Jiang Muqing turned a little whirlwind after a few glasses, people who drink alcohol are like this, they can control it if they don't drink it, if they drink excitedly, they can't control it, Jiang Muqing didn't listen to Fu Haotian's obstruction at all, and after drinking up a bottle of Lafite, he forced him to open a bottle.

Fu Haotian always thought that he was both civil and military, well-informed, and could deal with any problem calmly, but now, he knew that he was wrong, and his cognition had always been wrong.

He sat on the sofa and stared blankly at Jiang Muqing, who was drunk and crazy in the center of the living room, his brain was blank, is this the goddess in his mind?

At this time, Jiang Muqing had already entered another realm, after she drank two bottles of wine, she began to sing, first sad love songs, then folk songs, and then rock and roll, and after singing, she still said that she knew so many songs. Jiang Muqing, who had been singing for almost an hour, was not tired yet, found Fu Haotian's newly bought golf club, said that he hadn't played for a long time, and then hit all the round objects in the room.

Fu Haotian watched Jiang Muqing smash his home to pieces, and he was also very timid at this time, if it passed now, would Jiang Muqing treat his head as a ball and fly with a shot.

The mobile phone rang, it was Ling Zixuan, and Fu Haotian was mechanically connected.

"Why?" Ling Zixuan regularly asked for peace.

"At home."

"Your house is so loud, there are women." Ling Zixuan faintly heard the woman's scream.

"Your mom is with me."

"You're fast." Ling Zixuan was surprised.

"Your mom drank too much and went crazy."

"I'll see." My mother, who has always looked like a wax figure, is actually drunk.

Fu Haotian pointed the phone screen at Jiang Muqing.

On the other side of the world, Ling Zixuan saw that the noble lady who was not allowed to lose even a single hair on weekdays was now unkempt, with a large piece of jam and something like it on her face, and the shirt in the suit was also turned out, humming a song while hitting the round button on the stereo with the golf club in her hand, seeing such a wonderful scene, Ling Zixuan's first reaction was to record it.

"Master, are you sure you still want to take her?"

"I'm pretty sure now, because I finally know that your mom is still a woman." Looking at the furious Jiang Muqing in front of him, Fu Haotian turned off the phone.

The next morning, Jiang Muqing was awakened by the sunlight outside the window, a severe headache seemed to tear herself apart, she covered her head and sat up, and found that she was on an unfamiliar bed, she walked out in a panic and opened the door, this living room is both familiar and unfamiliar.

"Fu Haotian, where are you?" This is Fu Haotian's home, but it seems to be different from when he came yesterday, and there are a lot of things missing.

"How am I in his bed." Jiang Muqing hurriedly looked at his clothes and put his mind at ease.

Jiang Muqing rubbed her temples and looked at her watch, it was already eleven o'clock, oh my God, she actually slept until this time, and she was trying to wake up when she found a paper bag on the sofa, with a note on it: Muqing, I bought you new clothes, I hope it fits, the meal is in the thermos, I drove your car downstairs, and I won't come back at noon. Fu Haotian stayed

Jiang Muqing came to the bathroom, and unexpectedly found the new toothbrush left by Fu Haotian, and couldn't say why, but was a little moved.

Jiang Muqing took care of himself neatly, the clothes that Fu Haotian left on the sofa were just the right size, and the style was also the latest, Jiang Muqing looked at himself in the mirror with satisfaction, although he drank a little too much yesterday and slept with him, but he knew him since he was a child, it was not a big deal, think about today's itinerary, it is estimated that it is too late in the morning, go and get a few plans for the afternoon.

Jiang Muqing came to Feiyu and entered the elevator, and happened to run into Fu Haotian, who was stunned when he saw her.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Muqing saw that there were no other people in the elevator, so he asked very casually.

"It's nothing, this dress fits perfectly." It's broken, about Jiang Muqing's current state, Fu Haotian only has this answer in his mind, if he still remembers yesterday's gaffe, it is estimated that when he sees him now, Jiang Muqing's first reaction is to go straight to the twenty-eighth floor, and then jump down.

"You have a good eye, what are you doing here?" Fu Haotian should be in the Jiang Group at this time.

"Old Man Ling came to me and asked about Ling Zixuan."

"That's right," the elevator stopped on the twenty-eighth floor, Jiang Muqing and Fu Haotian waved their hands and went out.

Knowing that the elevator door was closed, Fu Haotian closed his gaze and pursed his lips and smiled.

Jiang Muqing came to the office, just sat down, the phone rang, it was Ling Zixuan's call, Ling Zixuan was able to call in person, Jiang Muqing was really surprised.

"I was surprised that you took the initiative to find me." Jiang Muqing said with a smile.

"Christmas is coming, and I feel compelled to give you a present." Ling Zixuan's brisk voice came from the phone.

"Okay." Jiang Muqing suddenly felt that it was right to let Ling Zixuan go abroad, and he seemed to be very happy on the phone.

"I sent you a video, I have time to watch it, Happy Holidays, Honorable Mother." After speaking, Ling Zixuan hung up the phone.

"What video?" Jiang Muqing was very puzzled, just about to check, the secretary came to knock on the door, Jiang Muqing put down the phone and took care of business.

It's almost time to get off work, Jiang Muqing finally has time to open her mobile phone to check the video sent by Ling Zixuan, five minutes later, Jiang Muqing's whole person completely collapsed, she couldn't believe that the woman in the phone was her, and what was even more terrifying was that all the memories suddenly returned to their places, no wonder Fu Haotian's house in the morning was different from the night before, because she broke most of the electrical appliances, no wonder her throat hurt when she woke up in the morning, that was because she hummed and sang for two and a half hours, no wonder Fu Haotian's expression was so strange in the elevator just now, Because he was the audience for her impromptu performance.

The window of the office was very wide, and Jiang Muqing stared at the handle hesitantly, hating it in her heart.

"Fu Haotian, you idiot, you deserve to not find a wife, you are destined to be a king for the rest of your life, why let Ling Zixuan, the enemy, see me like that, you go to die." Jiang Muqing grabbed the phone and yelled hysterically at Fu Haotian, which was the only thing she could do now.

Fu Haotian put down the phone, and he swore that he would never let Jiang Muqing touch wine again in the future.