Chapter 7: The True Identity of the Youth
With a "snap", this was already the second cigarette to be lit, and the smoke was enchanting, lingering on the man's face, making his handsome cheeks blur suddenly.
But the more blurry it is, the more frightening it feels, especially the pair of eagle eyes behind the smoke, which makes people dare not look directly.
Those who are familiar with him know that Mu Zecheng at this time was a little irritable in his heart, but he was waiting, waiting for the boy's explanation or justification.
Eventually, the boy sitting on the bed sighed softly, looked at the man in front of him who was the most important to him, and lightly opened his thin lips.
"I'm sorry sir, I shouldn't have acted privately, and I also know what kind of trouble I will cause to Mr. once I am arrested by their people, but this opportunity is not easy to come by, and there is no time to wait for Mr.'s people to come at that time, so I will break in alone......"
Mu Zecheng still didn't speak, every time he was silent like this, Wu Junen was always very nervous in his heart.
"But I succeeded and didn't cause any trouble to my husband, which shows that I can ......"
Mu Zecheng suddenly stood up and stared at Wu Junen's eyes, which were already burning with raging flames.
"You should know that I hate people who disobey my orders the most, and you should know best in your heart that I don't have to be you!"
This hairy boy, because of an unexpected luck, actually said that he could face the huge force behind the old man alone?
Did he know that today it was because the old man had a private transaction that he withdrew some people at zero hour, so that he had the opportunity to retreat from the base?
Otherwise, he is alone, and he still wants to come out alive from there?
That's wishful thinking!!
Several other servants and doctors in the room, because of Mu Zecheng's roar, their frightened hearts have been shaking, and everyone lowered their heads, not daring to take a breath.
There are two new maids who are not so calm, they usually don't see Mu Zecheng much, just listening to other servants describe him, it is enough to make them afraid of him, and now seeing him lose his temper with his own eyes makes their four legs weak at the same time, one hurriedly held on to the nearest table to himself, and the other fell to the ground with a soft thud.
It's so terrifying, it turns out that when Mr. was angry, it was so terrifying......
A few roars made Wu Junen's eyes widen in shock, and he sat on the bed and looked at him blankly.
This is the first time I've seen him so angry since I met him, and even Mr. who failed his mission last time and destroyed two bases has never seen him so angry.
Especially when the gentleman looked at him, the anger in his eyes pierced his heart fiercely.
Although Mr.'s temper is not very good, he is by no means such irritable and violent, and he will react like this because Mr. does not believe him, and is afraid that he will ruin his plan!
In the past, he had never given him a task in the true sense of the word, he didn't believe in himself, he thought he was too young to help him!
"If there is a next time, I will definitely give up on you and kick you out of here!"
Once Mu Zecheng said it, it was definitely a style that did what he said, and there was no doubt about it.
The boy who had been with him for many years knew this best.
Driving him away from his side is also the most cruel punishment for Wu Junen, and you can see how angry and disappointed he is from what Mr. said this.
But......
The boy looked at him with a serious look in his eyes.
"Although I am not very old, I am the top hacker in the whole empire, if Mr. loses me, although it will not be a threat to his own power, he will definitely suffer a huge loss."
Seeing that his thick eyebrows moved slightly, the boy hurriedly added: "I'm not threatening Mr., I just want to tell you......"
Wu Junen calmly, but also calmly, met the man's gaze, word by word, and said clearly: "If there is an opportunity like today next time to benefit Mr., I will still choose to seize it." ”
Mu Zecheng was silent, but the sound of his breathing was a little heavier than just now.
The boy who was always so obedient before, what he asked him to do, he would always obediently do, no longer exists.
No, to be precise, it should have grown up...... This kid is starting to have his own ideas.
However, the only thing that has not changed is his loyalty to himself.
Mu Zecheng narrowed his eyes, and his gaze finally fell on his injured hand, with obvious pity in his eyes, but the man who was used to being indifferent to him never said half a word of comfort, and finally snorted coldly: "Before you want to help me, should you learn to protect yourself?" The most important thing for you is your hands, and if it's scrapped, do you think I'll let you stay? ”
Wu Junen's heart was shocked, and he looked up at him, and his eyes instantly became hot.
Sir, this is forgiving yourself! He finally accepted himself!
When Mu Zecheng saw the light flashing in his eyes, he felt that something was wrong, he just gave him a little bit of a good face, and he was so excited.
However, his cautious but expectant appearance is still the little boy hiding in the corner under the rainstorm and covered in bruises.
He's just a kid.
Swallowing the reproachful words he wanted to say back into his stomach, Mu Zecheng pursed his thin lips, a little helpless: "Don't overunderstand what I mean, and disobey my orders in the future......"
"Sir will kick me out."
This is the third time he has said that he will kick himself out!
The boy smiled, the first sincere smile in the past few days, and the rare immature aura on his face almost made the housekeeper standing at the door cry.
This is the expression and smile that should have belonged to the young master at this age!
It's been the tenth year that the little young master has been here, but since he first stepped into this villa, they have rarely seen him laugh, and no one knows what happened to the young young master except for the gentleman.
A seven-year-old child has only one expression every day, and that is expressionless.
He doesn't cry, he doesn't laugh, he doesn't even talk much.
Sometimes, the cold and arrogant aura on his body is a little colder than that of Mr.
It was also in that year, and for the first time in his life, he saw a sense of maturity and vicissitudes in a child, as well as a little cynical eyes.
The little young master who is only seventeen years old this year is still the little boy who can't smile, although the gentleman treats him well, but his temperament has not changed at all, when he treats others, the eyes of the little young master ...... It's cold, so cold that the blood in your body can freeze into frost in an instant.
It is only in front of Mr. that he will have the side of letting down his guard.
Sneaking a handful of corners of his eyes, the housekeeper raised his eyes, but he couldn't help but look at the boy on the bed twice.
"It's good to know."
Mu Zecheng snorted coldly, turned around and walked towards the door, the black shadow formed by the tall figure enveloped the few people standing at the door, forming an oppressive trend.
Seeing this, the housekeeper immediately opened the door respectfully.
The man stopped abruptly when he reached the door, and he looked back at Wu Junen as if he had something else to say.
The boy who sat on the bed and looked at him all the time, as if he knew what he was going to ask, and at the same time as Mu Zecheng turned around, he jumped off the bed and walked to the table, and when he was about to turn on the computer, the housekeeper immediately took a few steps forward and looked at him with a worried face.
"Little Master, please be careful of the injuries on your hands!"
Although the butler usually has a soft smile on his face, his gaze is as sharp as a knife, and no detail will escape his eyes.
The boy was stunned for a moment, subconsciously glanced at the white gauze wrapped around his hands, and then chuckled.
"It's all right."
Now the happiness in his heart has overshadowed everything, and the pain in his palm is nothing.
The man standing at the door glanced at the servant in the distance casually, and the man who received Mu Zecheng's eyes immediately understood, strode to Wu Junen's side, turned on the computer for him, and respectfully waited for his instructions.
The boy hooked the corner of his lips again, then pointed to the computer and said something to the maid beside him, and it didn't take long for the servant to take off the USB drive plugged into the computer, and walked straight to Mu Zecheng's side and respectfully handed it to him.
The man glanced at the thing in his hand, and before he could speak, Wu Junen's voice had already come.
"Something went wrong on the way to escape, I secretly stuffed something in a woman's bag, and the gentleman could find her according to the address on it."
At that time, he was afraid that he would be chased by those people, so in a hurry, he hid it on the woman's backpack, and he also attached a tracker to the USB drive, so that they could find the woman wherever she went.
The cold aura on Mu Zecheng's body also seemed to have subsided, and his voice was still a little deep, but it was a little soft: "I know, as for you, you are not allowed to leave this room until the wound is completely healed." ”
The boy didn't react much to his words, just looked at him quietly.
Even the housekeeper was a little surprised by this, I don't know what happened to the little master today, and he was able to face it so calmly and calmly for the matter that the husband didn't let him go out.
If it were normal times, he would have jumped out to resist.
Because the punishment of not letting him go out is the most desperate thing for the little young master.
Although the little master respects Mr. the most, his meekness is just the surface, in his bones, he is unruly and domineering, not easy to yield, and he is simply a miniature version of Mr.!
Last time, Mr. only forced him to stay at home for two days, and after less than half a day, the little young master was so anxious that he almost set fire to Mr.'s Bailin Garden.
The thrilling scene of that day made them break out in a cold sweat just thinking about it.
Now, Mr. actually ordered him to stay at home for a month, which was obviously enough to kill the little young master, but now let him face it so calmly?
Isn't this a bit abnormal?