"You listen to grandpa so much, why don't you just marry him?"

Mu Yueli stared coldly at his cold eyes and said word by word.

Sikong Chu's eyes widened in horror - Xiao Yueyue, you are digging your own grave!

Mu Yan's deep pupils suddenly tightened, shooting out a dagger-like cold light.

"Month, watch your words!"

"Hehe......" Mu Yueli chuckled, as if he had heard a funny joke, took a few steps back, and distanced himself from Mu Yan.

This is her dearest brother, the brother she has relied on for thirteen years. Compared to her grandfather's orders, what is she? Compared to her grandfather's consortium, what is she?

"I'm really sorry, I don't know etiquette and don't follow the rules, I'm tired, I don't have the strength to smile at others, I don't want to accompany you!"

Tears rolled in her eyes, and Mu Yueli mercilessly bumped Mu Yan away with her shoulders and left quickly. The heels made a rapid "click" sound on the floor, echoing over the top floor.

"Ah Yan, you are too fierce to Xiao Yueyue. I'm from here, this woman, you have to coax, how to coax, first ......" Sikong Chu moved to Mu Yue's side at some point, looked at Mu Yueli's back, sighed, and began to impart experience self-righteously.

Mu Yan turned his head and glared at him coldly, and Sikong Chu immediately shut up and put on a flattering smile on his face.

"Do it yourself." Dropping this sentence, Mu Yan turned around and was about to leave, Sikong Chu looked panicked, and hurriedly turned to him to block his way.

"Ah Cheng, today is a good day for you to get rid of the single aristocracy, I salute you," Sikong Chu honestly handed another glass of wine in his hand to Mu Cheng, "This is what my old man asked me to bring to the two newcomers to taste, and when I look at it on weekdays, the old man is distressed." How about a drink? ”

Mu Yan indifferently took the wine glass, and when the rim of the glass touched his thin lips, he paused slightly, and his eyes glanced at Sikong Chu.

Sikong Chu held his breath and looked at Mu Yan with an elusive expression very nervously.

Mu Yan also drank the wine in one gulp.

The wine glass arced in the air and fell into Sikong Chu's arms.

Sikong Chu held an empty wine glass in one hand, raised them to his eyes, and looked at the remaining wine beads in the wall of the glass with great satisfaction, slowly sliding down the outline of the glass.

"Brother, don't thank me too much......" Looking at Mu Yan's departing figure, Sikong Chu said meaningfully.

After Mu Yueli returned to the room, she threw the shoes on her feet into the air at will, lay on her back on the bed, grabbed a pillow next to her, and covered her face completely.

Mu Yan's expression and tone just now were like a sharp dagger, stabbing her heart one by one. An inexplicable heat slowly rose in his body, and with increasing sadness and anger, he instantly burned.

Mu Yueli sat up, pulled her coiled hair a little irritably, and reached behind her back to pull the zipper of the dress, and before the zipper could be pulled to the end, she hurriedly freed her arms from the restraints of the dress.

Halfway through the dress, Mu Yueli inadvertently raised her eyes, and Mu Yan pushed open the door and walked in.

Mu Cheng walked into the room and saw Mu Yueli sitting on the bed and taking off her dress.

The messy hair was casually draped over her snow-white shoulders, and the dress was half-off, revealing a white inner gauze skirt as thin as a cicada's wings, faintly glimpsing the pink silhouette of the cherry blossoms inside.

Mu Yan's eyes flashed, he looked away quietly, and said coldly: "Get dressed, follow me downstairs." ”

"Sending off guests?" Mu Yueli replied mockingly.

She simply jumped out of bed, in front of Mu Cheng, half tore and half tore off her body, and threw it at Mu Cheng's feet as if she was angry.