Mu Xiaoting's eyebrows tightened, and the impatience on his face became more and more obvious.

However, just as he was about to have a seizure, Old Man Mu took the lead in speaking: "Xiaoting, grandpa dealt with Lao Du when he was young, and he still had some friendship, Shi Huan's girl has always been favored by Lao Du at the tip of his heart, and a family like ours is not suitable for her." ”

Mu Xiaoting: "......" was stunned for a long time before he reacted: "Grandpa, I didn't ......"

"There is no best." It's just that before he finished speaking, Old Man Mu went straight again.

Mu Xiaoting: "......"

Taking a deep breath, he turned his head to look away, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and there was obviously a little more chagrin in his eyes.

Mu Ye saw it in his eyes, but he didn't see it.

After eating with the old man for a while, he rushed to the company for a meeting, and when he returned to Mu Zhai, it was almost ten o'clock in the evening.

The car drove smoothly on the road, turning its head to look out the window, the warm orange streetlights looked a little bleak, and the only quiet around was the sound of the engine turning and the churning waves.

Slender fingers casually pinched the phone, turning absentmindedly.

I don't know why, at this moment, he is desperately hoping that something can break this silence.

It was like soaking in a lonely and dark corner for a long time, and suddenly one day, a dazzling light fell from the sky, full of surprise and pity.

Troublesome, uncomfortable, but not as resistant as he imagined, when the light faded, his whole person seemed to be in a rambling wait.

There is no other way but to look forward to it.

And at this moment, Zhou Chi, who was sitting in the co-pilot, suddenly turned around: "Mu, Mr. Mu......" wanted to speak and stopped, still holding the mobile phone in his hand, a little hesitant, but obviously wanted to hand it to him.

Mu Ye hesitated slightly, his eyebrows twisted slightly, and after a long time, he spoke: "What's the matter?" ”

"That ......" Zhou Chi hesitated.

When he came back from Cloud City, Mu Ye's only request to him was to keep his mouth shut, so he naturally had to swallow the people and things in Cloud City before, even if he arranged this driver now.

After hesitating for a while, he immediately handed the mobile phone directly to Mu Ye, and then, casually, whispered: "For work matters, the people over there sent me a message directly, saying that they want to talk to you in person......"

Obviously, there is some weakness.

Mu Ye looked at him, and his slightly twisted eyebrows gradually relaxed.

The sexy Adam's apple rolled, the thin lips opened slightly, and after quietly breathing a sigh of relief, he reached out and turned out the mobile phone handed over by Zhou Chi.

The information interface that has been clicked on, as well as, a concise and clear text message: Give your mobile phone to your family Mr. Mu, I have something to find him.

Whether it was the tone or the innate command, it was obvious that it came from that woman.

Mu Ye's eyebrows drooped slightly, his eyes fell on the mobile phone screen, clicked on the editing interface of the message, his fingers hung on it, and it took a while to knock down two words, and then, press send.

On the other side, Cloud City.

Song Shihuan was lying in the sun room on the third floor of Sinan Mansion looking at the stars, there was still a bottle of red wine on the cabinet at hand, and there was still a little dark red liquid left at the bottom of the goblet.

I left my phone next to it, and after hearing the message tone, I picked it up and looked at it: It's me.

Two simple words, cold and arrogant and stubborn.

However, Song Shihuan didn't mind.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his lips raised a wanton smile: I miss you, do you miss me?