Mu Ye frowned noncommittally and smiled, unwilling to say anything.

Shi Mingyuan's eyes fell on him, his thin lips opened slightly, and after a while, he breathed a deep sigh of relief, lowered his eyes and sneered, and said lightly: "After all, Song Fei does not approve of the marriage between your Mu family and their family, and it is reasonable to treat you slowly." ”

Mu Ye raised his lips and smiled after realizing it, and said slowly: "Although the Mu family and the Song family are powerful families in China at the same time, they don't have much contact on weekdays, and Mr. Song is Miss Song's closest relative. ”

"It's rare that Mr. Mu is willing to think so."

Shi Mingyuan didn't think that Mu Ye's words were wrong, but it was also true that Song Fei treated Mu Ye slowly.

As early as Moshang, Song Fei clearly expressed his attitude from his title to his words and deeds, and finally his unscrupulous indifference.

Shi Mingyuan grew up under the knees of Old Man Du since he was a child, and even if the old man died later, there were not many people in Yuncheng who dared to treat him slowly.

In the circle of the powerful, which one is not mixed into a human spirit?

I don't have the ability, but the family power is not bad.

For example, Mu Xiaoting, calling him a Mu Shao, at best, called the young man suave and free, in fact, he simply said that he had nothing but family power.

I didn't do anything, but I barely made some achievements with the help of family power or nobles, such as him, called Mr. X, and admired his achievements and influence in his professional field.

And those who are self-made and have a firm foothold in their own industry, everyone will often call them Mr. Yi

Because everything is his own.

Mu Ye can be placed in the second category.

But everything he has now in the business world is completely his own.

No matter how bad it is, it should be called Mr. Mu.

But that day in Moshang, Song Fei would call Young Master Mu when he opened his mouth, and Mu Ye should understand the deep meaning.

Can ...... now

Shi Mingyuan raised his eyebrows and chuckled, and casually raised his eyes to look away, his eyes darkening: Maybe the rules of the imperial capital's elite circle are not the same as those of Cloud City, right? Or maybe he knows everything, but doesn't care.

And again.

He shouldn't have said these things in the first place.

In case the marriage between the Mu and Song families does not come out in the future, and the words he said today are spread again, I am afraid that Song Jiachang and the old man of their Mu family will think that he is stirring up trouble in the middle.

He doesn't care about himself.

The key is Song Shihuan.

Whether it's Song Jiachang or Old Man Mu, it's not that you're used to seeing right and wrong.

Song Shihuan is not in harmony with the current Song family, and everyone in the whole country knows it, even if he says it, it is easy to think of Song Shihuan.

The Song family alone is enough for him to take care of himself, and one more Mu family......

I'm afraid that I will force myself to death, and I may not be able to protect her.

Therefore, knowing that it is inconvenient to say more, he will not say more.

*

Song Shihuan was not seriously injured.

After the skin trauma was treated, several dialysis tests were done for the severe brain injury, and it was confirmed that the skull was okay and the intracranial nerves were not damaged before leaving the emergency room.

In fact, with Song Shihuan's injury, the wound could be treated without anesthesia, but Shi Mingyuan was afraid that she would be in pain, so he asked the doctor to give her anesthesia.

The effect of the drug has not yet passed.

However, there was still a bottle of potion that had not been filled, and after the person came out of the emergency room, he was directly transferred to the next intensive care unit.

Shi Mingyuan originally wanted Yan Jin to go with Mu Ye first, but Yan Jin said that he was here for everything, at least until he woke up, so he didn't say anything more.