Thinking that tomorrow he could give the Ming Group to Quan Shaoting as a Christmas gift, Mu Nianan was so excited that even his hair was trembling.

Lao Huang couldn't stand it anymore: "Mr. Mu, please have a little bit of interest." What the hell are you excited about, your Christmas gift is not mysterious, Mr. Quan already knows what you are going to give him. Ming's Group, let's take it down quickly and low-key, isn't it also convenient for the head of the right. ”

Is it okay for the person receiving the gift to spend his own money to buy the gift?

Mu Nian'an's excitement was extinguished at once.

That's right, the big devil already knows what her Christmas present is, so what is she trying to hide for half a month? The freshness is gone, and even the mystery is gone.

This is a broken Christmas gift, so don't give it away.

It's all to blame on the dog Lao Huang.

was glared at by her viciously, and Lao Huang suddenly regretted why he was cheap.

The husband and wife are willing to fight and suffer, and Mr. Mu secretly prepared a big gift for Mr. Quan, and Mr. Quan was happy to pretend not to know. There's something he wants him to talk about.

The driver Liu Jianxin has officially returned to work, he glanced at Mu Nian'an, who was so angry that his face was crooked, through the rearview mirror, and couldn't help but smile.

It feels good to be released from the detention center and come back to work.

can also smuggle his wife and children into the gymnasium to watch the concert as a staff member.

"Mr. Mu." Lao Huang glanced at his mobile phone, turned his head sideways and said, "Assistant Feng sent me a message, saying that Mr. Quan is very busy today and will not be able to go home until late." Let me accompany you to dinner. ”

Mu Nian'an, who was still angry, began to find fault: "Why didn't Assistant Feng send me a message?" What is your relationship with him? Why about my husband, he doesn't contact me, but contacts you. ”

Lao Huang: "...... Assistant Feng sent you 800 messages, and you didn't even pay attention to him. ”

Mu Nian'an took out her muted mobile phone and saw that Feng Yao not only sent her 800 messages, but also made 800 calls to her. Work doesn't contact her private cell phone, either contact her office or call Lao Huang directly. So she usually puts her phone on silent.

Although he didn't plan to spend Christmas Eve with Quan Shaoting, Mu Nian'an still felt a little pantothenic acid in his heart.

On the first Christmas Eve since getting married, how could the big devil spend it in the office and leave her alone at home!

The big devil is not such an uninteresting man.

Is there someone out there?!

Seeing her somewhat lost look, Lao Huang hesitated in his heart, and decided not to tell her why Mr. Quan had to work late today.

Mr. Mu wants to surprise Mr. Quan and go to the stars concert with him tomorrow. He told Mr. Quan in advance, and Quan always wanted to spend time with her tomorrow, so he couldn't go home to eat with her tonight.

If this is for Mr. Mu to know that he secretly reported to Mr. Quan, hehe, today next year will be his old Huang's death day.

That's it, one husband and wife are willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, and he just shut up.

It was already more than eight o'clock after Mu Nian'an finished working from the five-story small western-style building, and the rush hour of commuting had already passed, and the road was not very congested.

There is a crossroads in front of me, walk straight back to Rose Villa, turn right to Mansion No. 9, Liu Jianxin looked at her from the reversing mirror: "Mr. Mu, should we go home, or go to Mansion No. 9?" ”

As long as Mr. Quan works overtime, Mr. Mu usually goes to Mansion No. 9 to eat.

"Eh, turning left at the intersection is not a snack street for temple fairs?" Mu Nian'an's eyes lit up.

Anyway, I have to solve the dinner by myself, so I can go to the snack street. She really didn't want to go to Mansion Nine recently, as soon as she saw Brother Nine, she had back pain and leg cramps, and she was uncomfortable anywhere.

In the end, she chose six phases of punishment. Because of the three phases, I really can't stay up for ten minutes per issue. For six days in a row, she went to Mansion Nine every day to punish the station, and she is now a little shadow of Mansion Nine.

In the short term, she really doesn't want to see Brother Jiu.

The location chosen for the snack street is very particular. In the new city construction project, Huanyu Group won the bid, there is a city square, with the city square as the center, paving the road in all directions. The snack street is just off the side road of a main road.

Originally, it was also built as a tourist snack street, so it was simple and convenient to use as a snack street for temple fair activities. Although the temple fair will officially kick off tomorrow, the snack street already exists, and it is a little more lively on the basis of the original. There are a lot of activities and performances on the snack street.

Lao Huang knew the reason why she didn't want to go to Mansion Nine recently, so she held back her desire to covet Feng Jiuye's good cooking skills.

I eat a lot of delicacies from the mountains and seas, and it's good to go to the snack street occasionally.

No matter how good Feng Jiuye's cooking skills are, all the dishes are wild vegetables, and he can't stand it without any meat.

Vehicles can't drive into the snack street, and there is no place to park on the main road, and the nearest parking lot is two or three kilometers away from the snack street, so Liu Jianxin said: "Mr. Mu, you go with Director Huang, I won't go." Call me when you're almost done eating, and I'll pick you up. ”

Mu Nian'an: "Don't, after you park the car, sweep a shared bicycle and ride over." After eating, we should consume our food and walk over slowly. ”

Liu Jianxin nodded, put them down at the main road and the auxiliary road of the snack street, parked the car and went to the snack street to find them.

After walking a few hundred meters to the entrance of the snack street, Lao Huang looked at the bustling pedestrians in the snack street and said, "Mr. Mu, cover your face with a scarf, if you are recognized, it will be troublesome." ”

With his small body, if he was really surrounded by passers-by, he really couldn't protect Mr. Mu.

"Recognize a fart." Mu Nian'an looked gloomy: "I've been wandering around the film and television base for so long, and no one has recognized me." Put your heart back in your stomach, you Mu is always not famous. ”

Lao Huang: "............"

The resentment is too deep.

Slapping in the face always comes quickly.

Before the words fell, someone shouted in a small voice next to him: "Mu, Mr. Mu?!" ”

Damn, I really have fans! I've met a live fan!

Mu Nian'an was excited, subconsciously took a scarf to wrap his head, and at the same time hid behind Lao Huang.

"I didn't dare to recognize you, but looking at your hiding appearance, it was really Mr. Mu." Brother Xiao Jin carried all kinds of snacks in his hands, obviously just coming out of the bloody battle in the snack street: "Mr. Mu, you came to inspect the snack street?" ”

She knows that she has no fans, and her fans live in the online world.

Mu Nian'an sighed: "Can't I come to the snack street to eat something." ”

Brother Jin shook his head again and again: "I don't dare to think about it, and I can't think of it." ”

I think that a person of Mr. Mu's status should sit at the long table at this end and can't see the other end, elegantly holding a knife and fork and eating a French meal on a plate.

Snack Street? It's too inconsistent with her identity as the hostess of the Huanyu Group.

Lao Huang pointed to the snack in his hand: "Buy so much, can you eat it alone?" ”

Brother Jin: "And Brother Mo, I just finished rehearsing with him, didn't I just pass by the snack street, I was hungry and ...... in the afternoon" At this time, the mobile phone in his pocket rang, but he was full of snacks in both hands, and he could only look at Lao Huang.

Lao Huang took out his mobile phone and looked at the caller ID: "Brother Mo." ”

"Pick it up. You're not an outsider. This doesn't allow parking, probably because Brother Mo asked me if I had finished buying it, and came to pick me up. Brother Jin motioned for him to help answer the phone.

Lao Huang answered the phone: "Brother Mo, it's me." ”

Mo Qufei was a little surprised: "Old Huang? ”

Lao Huang: "Well, it's me. ”

"Brother Mo, and me." Mu Nian'an said hello with a smile.

"Mr. Mu said that he was going to come to the snack street, and we happened to meet Brother Xiaojin. He bought too many snacks and didn't answer the phone. Lao Huang said: "By the way, Brother Mo, you are going to pick him up, just right, we are at the entrance of the snack street, you can come here." ”

Mo Qufei said in a light tone: "No, he didn't buy what I wanted to eat." ”

Lao Huang: "......" silently glanced at Brother Xiaojin: "Probably not, Brother Xiaojin almost bought all the snack streets." What you want to eat, he should have bought. ”

Mo Qufei: "Roasted sweet potatoes should be eaten hot, and they are not delicious when they are cold." ”

Lao Huang: "??? ”

Mo Qufei: "I'll buy it myself." ”

"Don't do it!" Lao Huang panicked all of a sudden, and he didn't dare to call him Brother Mo, for fear of being heard by fans: "What, I'm afraid you don't know much about your top-notch identity." The snack street is full of people, and if you dare to show up here, I guarantee that you won't be able to eat roasted sweet potatoes and you will be eaten by the fans. Hot roasted sweet potatoes, wait, I'll buy you again now. Make sure you eat it hot. ”

Brother Jin secretly glanced at Mu Nian'an, but didn't dare to speak.

Brother Mo knows his top-notch identity best, in order not to cause trouble to the staff around him, he never runs around, even when he is on vacation, he doesn't go out, he stays at home. Sometimes they can't stand it anymore, and they feel sorry for Brother Mo, and they want Brother Mo to go abroad to relax for a few days.

But Brother Mo has fans all over the world, and even if he goes abroad, he will be recognized by fans. And Brother Mo's personality doesn't like to be lively, I don't know how much worry they have saved as a staff. Brother Mo is coming to the snack street today......

Alas!

Mo Qufei on the other end of the phone was silent for three seconds: "Okay." ”

In the nanny's car, Sister Zhang heard clearly. She glanced at Mo Qufei with a faint expression through the rearview mirror, and sighed faintly in her heart.

Alas!

It's not good who he likes, but he wants to like Mr. Mu.

Ask for your own hardships.

Mo Qufei stretched out his hand and pressed his eyebrow bone, he could feel Sister Zhang's worried gaze without looking at it, he hooked the corners of his mouth self-deprecatingly, and smiled faintly: "Don't worry about me, I have a sense of proportion." ”

Sister Zhang sighed: "I just know that you are measured, so I am worried about you." Sometimes I wish you weren't a little bit out of measure. ”

I won't let myself work so hard.

He's too restrained, so sometimes I really wish he could be willful.

Sister Zhang saw him close his eyes from the rearview mirror, his expression was still faint, but it was inexplicably distressing.

He understands everything, and his heart is like a mirror. I wanted to say a few words of comfort to him, but I didn't know what to say.

Sober restraint, this is the most uncomfortable.

Sister Zhang didn't speak again, and drove the nanny car to the place where Xiao Jin Ge got out of the car just now, but she didn't see Xiao Jin Ge, so she didn't dare to stop, and drove away with one foot on the accelerator. I made several laps around the ring road.

The little tunes are all a group of immortals, no need to look at the car. The brand name, you can recognize Mo Qufei's nanny car at a glance.

From a distance, Sister Zhang saw the figure of Brother Xiaojin's thief, and quickly pulled over the car: "Hurry up, don't rub it off!" ”

The door opened, and someone crept in, and then quickly closed the door.

It took less than thirty seconds before and after.

"Brother Mo, eat it, eat it, it's hot baked sweet potato!" Before Mu Nian'an could sit down, he handed the roasted sweet potato to him as if he had to offer a treasure.

It's her?!

As soon as Mo Qufei opened her eyes, she saw her obedient smiling face: "You...... How did you get in the car? ”