Mu Shengfeng didn't stop, he walked straight outside, and when he heard the voice, he just raised his arm and made an OK gesture.

In the office, the atmosphere was low for a while, and there was a depressing atmosphere everywhere.

It wasn't until Mu Shengfeng left that they could finally catch their breath and breathe.

Zhang Yuan stood on the side of the corridor, holding the information just now, and then the office began to chatter, especially Lin Ru, she was the king of gossip.

Lin Ru slid the chair in front of Zhang Yuan and raised her eyebrows at him charmingly, "Assistant Zhang, what is Mr. Mu doing?" ”

The others pricked up their ears and began to listen.

Zhang Yuan sighed helplessly, and gently slapped her head with the hand holding the information, "You still dare to inquire about Mr. Mu's private affairs?" Don't hurry up to work, if Mr. Mu suddenly checks it, you will feel better. ”

Indeed, Mu Shengfeng did do spot checks.

The main thing is that he is not sleepy, so he pulls other employees and starts working online, just to suddenly spot check.

When the others heard Assistant Zhang's words, they remembered Mr. Mu's firm steps when he left, and couldn't help but secretly wonder, could it be that Mr. Mu went to see Mrs. Mu? It is said that Mr. Mu is the most favorite wife, and Mrs. Mu has never been to the company a few times in total, let alone appeared in front of the media, but they have all heard that in fact, Mrs. Mu is a respectable doctor.

In short, they are very affectionate.

When Mu Shengfeng drove past a nearby supermarket, he met Song Yuqiao.

He originally wanted to leave without squinting, but after thinking about it for a while, he still had to warn the man and completely cut off his thoughts.

Sheng Yu can only be his, and he, no play.

Mu Shengfeng parked the car on the side of the road, got out of the car and came to his side easily, Song Yuqiao was about to buy something to find Shen Shengyu. He still remembers the last time, and he doesn't know if she has recovered now.

Coupled with the fact that Mu Shengfeng is too violent, he feels that Shengyu will definitely suffer a lot when he is with him.

As a result, as soon as I bought it, I turned around and bumped into the nasty ghost in my head.

The second he looked at him, Song Yuqiao frowned slightly, his expression was gloomy, and he didn't intend to pay attention to him, and when he passed by, he looked at him lightly, and his tone was calm and calm: "Talk to me?"

The undoubted voice made Song Yuqiao particularly unhappy to hear it.

People like him are too conceited, if it weren't for Sheng Yu still having feelings for him and not willing to let him be hurt, he would definitely fight to the death with him.

"Something?"

Song Yuqiao replied impatiently.

Mu Shengfeng said lightly: "Let's go to the café and talk."

Song Yuqiao's hand holding the bag was clenched, his face was tense, his lips were pursed tightly, and he glanced at him with a gloomy expression, and his heart became more and more annoyed.

He couldn't look at this person up and down.

What does he have besides a good skin? Smelly temper? Or is it his conceited character?

If you want to say that Shengyu is good everywhere, it is that you don't have a good eye for people.

is such a scumbag, what is worthy of her love for so many years.

Looking at the back of Mu Shengfeng leaving, Song Yuqiao secretly gritted his teeth and followed closely.

"A glass of Blue Mountain, no sugar, thank you."

Mu Shengfeng called the waiter and said.

When the waiter saw Mu Shengfeng, she obviously recognized him and covered her mouth in surprise, but she didn't forget her identity and tried to restrain the little joy in her heart.

She asked Song Yuqiao what kind of coffee she wanted, Song Yuqiao's face was impatient, but her tone was calm: "A cup of iced American."

Soon, the waiter left.

Only the two of them remained.

Song Yuqiao put the gift aside, crossed his hands on the table, and looked at Mu Shengfeng with a frank gaze.

"Tell me, what do you want to talk about?"

Song Yuqiao looked at him expressionlessly, and his feelings were very complicated.

First, he is Shengyu's best friend, and he was by Shengyu's side when Shengyu was in the most difficult time, there is no doubt about it.

Second, his careful thinking is too obvious, he likes Sheng Yu, which is very dangerous, even if Sheng Yu is not interested in him, but he is still very dangerous.

Third, what he has to do is to break the illusion in his heart with his own hands.

To kill people and punish the heart, it is necessary to punish the heart first.

"You will come to my wedding with Shengyu."

Song Yuqiao looked stunned, he raised his eyes and looked at him deeply, not understanding what he meant by this.

"I sincerely invite you to be my best man, and I will send you the invitation card when the time comes." Mu Shengfeng approached him with a smile, the curvature of the corners of his mouth remained unchanged, "I'm looking forward to you witnessing our love." ”

Song Yuqiao's face changed slightly, and his words were full of mockery.

The eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses were unpredictable, and he held back the anger in his heart and suppressed his emotions.

The corners of his mouth are tilted downward, and he looks disdainful.

"Of course, after all, I have been in a relationship with Shengyu for so long, how can I not go?"

The smile on the corner of Mu Shengfeng's mouth froze, he snorted, leaned back in the chair, crossed his hands on his lap, looked at him indifferently.

"Yes, Shengyu has you as a friend, and I, as a husband, am very grateful to you."

He deliberately bit the words "friend" and "husband" very tightly, as if he was demonstrating.

Song Yuqiao lowered his eyes and couldn't see clearly.

After a long time, he replied, "I will go, and I hope you can take good care of her."

After speaking, Song Yuqiao was about to leave, and when he saw the gift on the chair, his brows were furrowed, and there was a tangled look in it. In the end, he picked up the gift heavily and pushed it in front of Mu Shengfeng, as if saying goodbye to the past.

He said deeply, "This gift is given to her on my behalf."

After speaking, Song Yuqiao left without saying a word.

The wind chimes rang, taking away a wisp of wind and a trace of sorrow.

Mu Shengfeng took the bag, opened it and took out the contents of it, this is a plush toy, it seems to be for Nuan Nuan, and there is a small note inside, which is to wish Nuan Nuan a happy birthday.

Seeing this, Mu Shengfeng's body stiffened, clenched the plush toy, frowned, and felt quite sad and guilty.

He didn't know Nuan Nuan's birthday at all, if it wasn't for Song Yuqiao, he might have missed Nuan Nuan's birthday again.

He had missed out for six years, and the thought of his children being discriminated against made him feel uncomfortable, and he wished that all the sins suffered by his children would befall him.

Mu Shengfeng put the money on the table and strode away.

About ten minutes later, the waiter came out with his coffee, only to see the money on the table and a piece of paper missing.

She picked it up and looked at it, remembering the rumors on the Internet again.

Mu Shao's daughter should be called Nuan Nuan, right? It's a nice name.

For some reason, she stuffed the note into her pocket, and she wanted someone to treat her like this, as long as they could be good to her and not dislike her.

The waiter put the money on the tray and brought it to the back kitchen with the coffee.