The servant in the manor stood respectfully at the door and knocked on the door, and after receiving a response from inside, he asked, "Young master, madam, dinner is ready, is it time to eat?" ”

"Serve it first, and we'll go down right away."

Mu Zhuoyao replied casually, but he didn't mean to get up, and grabbed a strand of soft long hair from his little wife in his hand to play with.

Yan Huaiqing blushed and glanced at him, but she didn't say anything, and it wasn't until she heard the maid outside the door answer to leave, that she snatched her hair back from the hungry wolf beside her.

"It's all your fault, I promised to make a small cake for Chenchen, and now it's probably baked."

She was obviously more concerned about her precious son's feelings than dinner.

Mu Zhuoyao ate and wiped it clean, and then he remembered his son, but he didn't think about it at any time like Yan Huaiqing: "It's not good for children to eat too many sweets." Besides, the servants in the manor are not white rice eaters, and it is impossible to sit idly by when they see the contents of the oven. Xing may have already been sent to Chenchen. ”

"You'll say."

Yan Huaiqing pretended to look at him dissatisfied, brushed away the hand he pressed on his body and got up and went to the bathroom. Looking at her somewhat shy and disgusted appearance, Mu Zhuoyao just smiled lightly, always feeling as if there was a feather scratching in his heart. If it weren't for Mu Lingchen still waiting downstairs for them to go down to eat, maybe he would have to take a mandarin duck bath again.

It turned out that Mu Zhuoyao was right, after the small cake in the oven was baked, because the servants had heard Yan Huaiqing say that it was made for the little master, and seeing that she had not come to pick it up, they sent it directly to Mu Lingchen's room.

At the dining table, Mu Lingchen grabbed the knife and fork, turned his head with some curiosity to look at his father, who didn't know when he came over, but he didn't forget to ask, "Mom, where did you go in the afternoon?" I've finished my little cake, and I don't see you anywhere. ”

Yan Huaiqing was a little embarrassed, only to feel that his face was a little burning, and he coughed twice and tried to change the topic: "I'm in the manor, it's just that you didn't find me." By the way, is the cake good? ”

"Delicious!"

The child was really easily led astray, and when he heard her inquiry, he just nodded again and again, and then regretted a little: "I knew that Dad was coming over today, so I left two for him." ”

Yan Huaiqing was a little jealous, raised his hand and gently pinched his son's soft face, and deliberately made an angry look: "Why do you only keep it for Dad, but the little cake is made by your mother with all your hard work, isn't there my share?" ”

Mu Lingchen hurriedly shook his head: "Of course there are mothers!" But the cake was so delicious that I didn't find my mother, so I ate your share. Next time, the next time my mom makes a small cake, I will hold back and eat it with my mom and dad! ”

He looked so serious, not to mention Yan Huaiqing, even Mu Zhuoyao couldn't help but smile lightly, and then stretched out his hand to touch his hair: "Your mother is teasing you!" Even if you keep it, I won't eat it, the little cake is all yours. ”

Yan Huaiqing shrugged, and the next moment he laughed.

Unlike the lifeless appearance of the previous days, the manor at this time seems to exude a warm atmosphere, no longer just a cold building, but has a sense of "home".

It's just that the warm time of the family of three didn't last long, and the secretary hurriedly walked over with a mobile phone that kept ringing: "Mr. Mu, Mr. Wang's phone." ”

Seriously, he really didn't want to come over at all. The key is that Mr. Mu always doesn't answer people's calls, and he can't afford to offend both of them, so he can only come over and be a bright light bulb.

Mu Zhuoyao raised his eyebrows, not at all surprised by Wang Zhongshu's successive phone calls. Originally, he would never answer the phone calls from people he met in business, but now after he took the phone, he directly pressed connect and hands-free and threw it on the table.

Wang Zhongshu's voice soon came out of the microphone: "Zhuo Yao, I have already taught Minyue's girl a hard lesson, and I have hired an etiquette teacher for her, so that she can stay at home and learn how to be a lady." She won't go to your company to bother you for the time being, for my sake, these things will end here! ”

The person on the other end of the phone didn't know that the speakerphone was turned on directly, and his posture was a little lower. Although there is still a little bit of seniors and elders on the shelf, I haven't forgotten to give a sweet date at the end: "By the way, I saw that your company seemed to want to compete for the land in Chaoyang last time, if you want to do a new project, my uncle just has a good piece of land in his hand, which is on the side of Yanshui." If you don't dislike it, I'll give it to you as a favor! ”

Mu Zhuoyao listened for a long time, and then finally spoke: "Uncle Wang, don't worry, I said it, I won't pursue Minyue's matter." As for those things, I have destroyed them for you, and no third person will see them. ”

Wang Zhongshu didn't feel embarrassed at all, and laughed twice on the phone: "That's good, it's really thanks to you!" ”

The curvature of Mu Zhuoyao's lips was a little cold, staring at the phone screen, and his tone was quite meaningful: "You're welcome." ”

Wang Zhongshu's intention is just that, just gave out a piece of land for nothing, and after greeting each other, the phone hung up faster than anyone else.

Yan Huaiqing was confused on the side, and couldn't help asking: "Isn't this Minyue's father?" What is he looking for you for, why is he still giving away things for no reason? ”

Not to mention her, even the secretary who has been working beside Mu Zhuoyao is a little confused. He could guess that Mr. Mu should have used some means, but he couldn't figure out whether the means were aimed at Mr. Wang or Miss Minyue? How could he still make such a loan knife to kill people, and let Mr. Wang teach Minyue a lesson?

Mu Zhuoyao threw the mobile phone back into the secretary's hand, and then replied to Yan Huaiqing's words: "Minyue is the best at playing some tricks, and of course she will leave a lot of evidence and handles. In addition, she has been spoiled by Wang Zhongshu since she was a child, and she is arrogant and domineering outside on weekdays, causing a lot of trouble. I just asked someone to sort out the evidence of her troubles and send it to Wang Zhongshu. ”

Of course, the most important of these is that Min Yue not only found someone to kidnap Cui'er's son, but even threatened the latter with the abduction and harm of Mu Lingchen.

You must know that this is a criminal matter, even if Wang Zhongshu is powerful and powerful, there is no way to guarantee that Min Yue can be fished out unscathed when the evidence is conclusive. That's why it's rare for him to bow his head once, and even make such a generous shot.