After packing his luggage, Mu Yangyang checked out of the room and left the hotel, who knows, he met an unexpected person as soon as he got out of the hotel.

"Mr. Teng."

"Where are you going, I happened to be passing by here, I can take you there." Teng Jingzhe took off his sunglasses, and his beautiful and deep eyes were smiling, which made people throb when they saw it.

It's just that standing across from him is Mu Yangyang.

"Mr. Teng, your manor seems to be in the western suburbs, this is the North District, which road are you taking?" Mu Yangyang is not a fool, she will also investigate, and Anne was there yesterday, so she didn't debunk him, but that doesn't mean she's a good liar.

"Mr. Teng's thoughts should be taken away, I am not suitable for you, and Mr. Teng is not suitable for me."

After saying that, he put on his sunglasses and was about to leave for the airport, but he was stopped just a few steps.

"You're a smart person, but you treat feelings like a novice, why don't you fit in? You didn't even try it and you knew it wasn't suitable? He didn't expect Mu Yangyang to investigate his matter so clearly.

"I'm not a fool, from the economy class at the beginning, to the lunch later, to yesterday's chance meeting, I think every step is within Mr. Teng's careful calculation, but you didn't expect it, I would refuse you." Mu Yangyang hooked the corners of his lips, stretched out his index finger and shook it at her.

"It's not good for you to calculate me like this, and although I like Aniel, it doesn't mean that I want to fight with Irene's family, you haven't reached such an important level, and besides, I hate trouble."

Pushing him away to stop her arm, she strode out of the hotel.

Teng Zijing behind him touched his chin with interest, this woman was really interesting.

And he is very clever, and he can guess his little movements by this point, so it seems that it is not easy to conquer such a little wild cat.

Just as I was thinking about it, my phone rang.

"Hey, what's wrong?"

Teng Jingzhe picked up the phone, his original smile disappeared, and listening to the report on the other side of the phone, his eyes became even more gloomy.

"I see, I'll be back right away."

Hanging up the phone, he looked at the direction in which Mu Yangyang disappeared thoughtfully, if the little wild cat knew how much sacrifice he had made to see her, would he be moved?

……

Fang Yi sat on the plane and closed his eyes for a nap, and Xiao Chen beside him didn't dare to squeak.

Yesterday, the president suddenly asked him to fly to Puguo, and he also had to bring a divorce agreement, although he also gossiped, but he didn't dare to ask more, and now looking at the president's tired appearance, he didn't have the courage to breathe.

"How did you chase your wife back then?" He coughed lightly and asked with some embarrassment.

It's really a shame that one of the presidents would ask his assistant this kind of question.

"This, president, I think it depends on the other party's preferences, try to cater to her preferences, you can make the other party have a good impression of you, so that you can be closer."

Like? It's okay not to mention this, but when he mentions this, Fang Yi feels a headache, he and Mu Yangyang have known each other for so many years, and they don't know anything about her preferences.

It's no wonder that his old friends persuaded him to let it go for the time being.

"What else? Is there any other way? He didn't want to admit that he didn't know anything about Mu Yangyang.

"This is nothing more than an occasional loose little gift, creating some surprises from time to time, the most important thing is that you must make the woman feel that you really have her in your heart."

These are also Xiao Chen's experiences, but if these things are put on Mr. Fang......

Either he is crazy or Mr. Fang is crazy.

Fang Yi leaned on the seat and rubbed his temples with a headache, with Yang Yang's current relationship with him, it is estimated that he would like him to stay away, and it was only at this time that he felt a little regretful, when there was a marriage certificate in the past, he could at least force Mu Yang Yang to be by his side.

Now that their only involvement is gone, he can't catch her anymore.

"By the way, Mr. Fang, the Teng family's industry has recently moved to China." After Xiao Chen finished chatting with him, he suddenly thought of a major event that had happened recently.

If the Teng family really moves to China, it will definitely be a big blow to the other party.

"I know." After all, when he went to pick up Yang Yang that day, he found out that the person standing with Mu Yang Yang was Teng Jingzhe, looking at him who was almost as stupid as himself, he probably knew why he wanted to go to China.

"Don't worry, the Teng family is still in a state of division, so even if it is going to be transferred to China, it is impossible for this time, it is absolutely impossible for Teng Lao to watch his life's hard work be ruined like this." Fang Yi didn't worry too much, after all, even if Teng Jingzhe was transferred, it would be impossible to rush at this time.

"Also, the clothing department you set up for the company has been set up, are you really sure that we want to make clothing at the same time?" Xiao Chen asked with some uncertainty.

As we all know, Sheng Zhou is famous for his long-standing house design style, and now if he devotes some time to clothing, I am afraid he will not be able to take care of the two areas.

"Don't underestimate our Shengzhou." Fang Yi was not worried about this matter at all.

Xiao Chen was right when he thought about it, but the person sitting next to him was President Fang Yifang, how could he allow him and the old lady to build Sheng Zhou to walk around, and it must have been considered.

"It's me worrying too much." Xiao Chen didn't say anything at this time, and silently handed over the documents in his hand to Fang Yi for signature.

With a stroke of the pen, Fang Yi signed his name in a chic manner, but at this time he suddenly thought of when he signed the divorce agreement in the morning.

With a wry smile, I just hope that the final result is good.

……

Mu Yangyang got off the plane and saw two figures, one large and one small, waiting at the exit.

She deliberately walked over with a straight face, looked at Mu Sichen who was begging for mercy and snorted coldly.

"Mommy isn't angry, next time, no, no, no, Chenchen can guarantee that there will be no next time." Mu Sichen pitifully tugged at the corner of her clothes, telling Mu Yangyang that he couldn't get angry even if he was angry.

sighed helplessly, and picked up the little guy, "Mommy is afraid that you can't digest it, you already have some small problems, just know that you are wrong, do you two dare not listen to me?" ”

The big and small heads shook like small wave drums, and Mu Yangyang snorted coldly to forgive the two of them.

Song Zhifei set up a Chinese restaurant for dinner, and she also specially ordered a large table of dishes for Mu Yangyang, and each one sandwiched some for Mu Yangyang to taste the taste.

"Tell me, did you encounter anything good when you went back to Puguo this time?" Song Zhifei looked at her with an ambiguous expression.

Somehow, Mu Yangyang suddenly recalled the scene of the last candlelight dinner, as well as the hug and the last loss of control, his face turned red, making Song Zhifei smile even more ill-intentionedly.

"Tell me honestly! Fast! ”

Song Zhifei wasn't very interested in design, so she didn't watch much of the live broadcast at that time, but Mu Sichen was different, she saw the end of the live broadcast throughout the whole process, and naturally saw the little sister held by Mommy.

Immediately, the little guy felt that the sweet and sour pork ribs in the bowl were not delicious.

"Mommy, I saw Mommy hugging other sisters, doesn't Mommy like Chenchen anymore." He pursed his lips aggrievedly, and felt uncomfortable for a while when he thought of the scene of Mommy doting on the child.

Mu Yangyang looked at his son coldly and was still a little uncomfortable, but he still touched his head and patiently explained, "Chenchen is jealous?" But Mommy's favorite is Chenchen. ”

Rubbing Mu Sichen's little head, it was really interesting for her son to stick to her and be jealous like he was a child.

"But that sister herself is very pitiful, without Mommy's company, she is already so old, she hasn't spoken, Chenchen will feel distressed if she knows."

Mu Sichen was stunned for a moment, he remembered that the man had said that his daughter had finally spoken, originally he thought it was the man's play in front of Mommy, but then he thought about it, how could such a smart person as Mommy be deceived so easily?

"It's not good for Chenchen." Mu Sichen's little head rubbed in her arms, and it took a long time before she continued to eat in a good mood.

After eating, Song Zhifei sent the mother and son to the apartment as usual, but she didn't expect to see Fu Zhizhou standing aside smoking outside the apartment.

"Zhifei, you can take Chenchen up first." Sighing, Mu Yangyang suddenly wanted to slap himself, why did he have to be cheap that day.

After getting out of the car, Mu Yangyang walked straight to Fu Zhizhou's side.

"Yangyang, you're back." Fu Zhizhou in front of him looked depressed, his eyes lit up when he saw her, and his tall body suddenly stood up, probably because he had been squatting for too long, and he was still a little dizzy when he got up.

"Why do you keep waiting here?" Mu Yangyang had an indescribable feeling in his heart, and he felt very uncomfortable looking at Fu Zhizhou like this.

"I saw that the lights in your house were not on, so I guess you must not have come back yet, so you have been waiting here." Fu Zhizhou scratched his head a little embarrassed.

"Senior......" she sighed, still planning to persuade her again.

But before she could finish speaking, Fu Zhizhou was busy interrupting her.

"This is what I brought back to you from a business trip in the past two days, you can see if you like it or not, it's not too early, you go back to rest early, I should go back too." He spoke hurriedly, not giving Mu Yangyang a chance to refuse at all.

By the time Mu Yangyang reacted, he had already gotten into the car and left.

She was helpless for a while, opened the pear blossom wood carving box in her hand, there was a delicate hosta lying inside, she was feeling novel, the mobile phone in the bag rang, opened it and saw that it was a message from Fu Zhizhou.

"I also watched yesterday's live broadcast, you look so beautiful in a cheongsam, and I hope you will like this hairpin."