"Huh?" Anne thought she had misheard, and repeated, "Mr. Mu asked me to bring you breakfast?" ”

"Don't want to?" Mu Xingfeng's cold voice did not carry a trace of emotion.

Fortunately, the other people themselves in Anne's heart, except for the scene that night she had always thought were dreaming, were all cold and cold, and she would not think of him as angry.

Even if the other party is indeed a little displeased.

"It's not a question of willingness, is it?" She bought it casually on the side of the road early, when did President M Moser become so commoner?

"Since you don't want to bring it to me tomorrow," Mu Xingfeng turned his head, his tone still light.

"I didn't want to say I didn't say I would," Anne muttered in a low voice, not loud, but it could be heard clearly by the men around her.

"You don't have to be special for breakfast, it's good to be the same as yours, and you can discount two hundred for breakfast at a time, which will be discounted into the car money."

As soon as Mu Xingfeng's voice fell, he heard the flattering voice of the little woman beside him, "What kind of breakfast does Mr. Mu like to eat?" Since you want to buy it for Mr. Mu, how can you be casual? On the way here, I happened to pass a time-honored store, although there will be a queue for a while to buy breakfast, but if Mr. Mu wants to eat, I can get up ten minutes early tomorrow, no, it should be about twenty minutes, and go over to buy it for Mr. Mu. ”

Without looking, Mu Xingfeng could think of what kind of flattering face the little woman beside him was, and snorted coldly in his heart, just this little backbone?

"No need, I'm worried that after you wait in line for twenty minutes longer, you will die on the road because of hurry, and then my breakfast will be in the soup, just buy it according to your taste."

"No problem, Mr. Mu, you are so considerate," Anne sighed heartily.

Mu Xingfeng didn't have the slightest wave because of her attitude, too considerate? The thoughtfulness of his dignified President Muhammad is worth two hundred dollars?

What a little money fan.

The car arrived safely downstairs at Mu's, Jiao Lei was already waiting at the door, and when he saw Mu Xingfeng coming out of the pink little Alto, even though he was already prepared, he couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

However, he quickly controlled his facial expression and stepped forward, "Sir." ”

Mu Xingfeng walked into the building without squinting, Jiao Lei was behind him, helped Anne close the car door, and said hello to the little woman inside before closing.

After looking at Mu Xingfeng's cold and handsome face all morning, and then seeing Jiao Lei's equally tough but extraordinarily kind face, Anne felt that the haze of the morning had been blown away.

"Good morning, Brother Jiao."

It seems that she knows that Jiao Lei is older than her, and according to the information she collected in many ways yesterday, although Jiao Lei is an assistant, since Mu Xingfeng took over Mu's family, as a veteran assistant, not to mention his status in Mu's company, he can stay by Mu Xingfeng's side for five years, which is enough to show his ability.

If she wants to spend these seven days safely by Mu Xingfeng's side, Jiao Lei's thigh has to be hugged tightly, and she can't figure out when it will become a talisman.

The girl's soft and sweet voice reached Mu Xingfeng's ears, making his footsteps pause.

From the time they met to the time they left, he didn't hear Annie call him Brother Mu, if it weren't for the two hundred yuan, he wouldn't even get a good look, how could he see Jiao Lei smiling so flamboyantly?

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