The night had not yet faded, and Mu Yan did not spend the night in the Mu Mansion, but drove to the Mu Group, where he had too many things to deal with.

Although the whole person's chest is empty, the sound of heartbeat will cause echoes, as if the soul has been drained, leaving a shell empty. But after ten years of seed training, he has already learned how to control his emotions and how to work as usual under high mental pressure.

As soon as the door was pushed, the office was brightly lit, Jiang Moliu and Sikong Chu were lying lazily on the sofa, and when they saw Mu Yan coming back suddenly, Jiang Moliu immediately jumped up from the sofa and stood up.

Sikong Chu only raised his eyelids, glanced at Jiang Moliu, who was standing on the side trembling, and then changed his posture, still lying comfortably on the sofa.

"Less...... Master, it's so late, why are you back at the company? Jiang Moliu asked in a trembling voice.

"I have work to do," Mu Cheng walked straight to the desk, sat down, glanced at the two of them, and asked, "Why are you here?" ”

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Moliu's heart was full of grievances, and he looked pitiful about to cry.

Young Master, Young Master, have you forgotten who left me at the gate of the Royal Academy of Eagleton? I'm alone, I don't have any money and no mobile phone, so I can't do it every day, I don't want to call the earth and the earth, how miserable! Fortunately, God has eyes, and I met Master Sikong halfway, and he picked me up, but I don't know why, he didn't let me go back to the Mu Mansion, but asked me to wait for you in the office? I didn't expect to wait for you!

The more Jiang Moliu thought about it, the more aggrieved he became, the more excited he became, after experiencing a long journey and lonely wandering, he saw Mu Yan's familiar handsome face again, and the more he looked at it, the more cordial he became, and an urge to rush over and hug him suddenly surged in his heart.

"Young Master, I'm ......" Jiang Moliu shouted and ran towards Mu Yan.

In the next second, he was pressed on the sofa by Sikong Chu.

"Hehe, Ah Yan, why did you go back to the company so early? The Spring Festival is worth a thousand dollars, you are so wasteful? That Xiao Yueyue must not die of sadness? Sikong Chu restrained Jiang Moliu, who was struggling hard, and smiled at Mu Yan with a wink.

"Stop your dirty imagination," Mu Cheng said coldly, "or ......," Mu Cheng said, his sword gaze shooting over.

"I'm sure I'll unload you!"

Sikong Chu instantly broke out in a cold sweat, and couldn't help but recall that on the second day of Mu Cheng's engagement banquet, he came to him in a hurry to congratulate him and invite credit, after all, if he hadn't put love medicine in Mu Cheng and Mu Yueli's wine, how could these two awkward newcomers have a round house? Sikong Chu approached Mu Cheng with a proud and happy face, but was kicked out by Mu Cheng, broke two ribs, and lay on the bed for a full month before he recovered.

Thinking back on the monotonous and boring life of that whole month, Sikong Chu couldn't help but shiver, immediately closed his mouth, and pretended to say to Jiang Moliu, who was covered by him: "Xiao Moliu, you said you want to go out?" Do you want me to stay with you? Hey, I really can't help you, why are you so willful? Then let's go first, don't disturb Ah Yan's work! ”

As he spoke, Sikong Chu quickly dragged Jiang Moliu out of this place, and carefully closed the two layers of doors.

After escaping from danger, Sikong Chu stroked his chin and muttered over and over again: "Shouldn't it, didn't the method I taught him work?" What's going on? ”