"What did you just say?" A low and cold voice suddenly sounded in his ears, Jiang Moliu shuddered, and turned his head little by little to look at the young master in the rearview mirror, in the mirror, he still maintained a working state, but suddenly raised his eyes, a cold gaze shot over, Jiang Moliu subconsciously touched his neck, fortunately, it was okay, there was no blood......

The crisp sound of tapping the keyboard echoed in the car, and after a few seconds of silence, Jiang Moliu coughed dryly twice, and said tremblingly: "That, young master, I didn't just say that I was dragged down by you, ahh......h

No, how can it get darker and darker, Jiang Moliu's heart is about to jump out of his throat, and his hand holding the steering wheel is also breaking out in a cold sweat, and he keeps praying silently in his heart, Bodhisattva bless, Bodhisattva bless......

"So, do you want me to remove your desk from the company?" The sound of the clouds and the breeze was light, but it was a chilling threat.

Jiang Moliu hurriedly shook his head, "No, no, no, it's better to keep it, young master, and it doesn't take up much space." Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, Jiang Moliu swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and his obsidian-like eyes turned left and right anxiously.

"By the way, young master, Miss seems to be angry today...... Jiang Moliu said hesitantly, the only way to survive at the moment is to mention Miss's recent situation.

"What's wrong?" Mu Yan's demonic face lifted from the front of the computer screen, and his eyes were fixed on Jiang Moliu.

"Well, it's not a big deal, it's just a few maids talking about Miss behind your back......"

"Replace them all!"

Before Jiang Moliu's words were finished, he was cut off by Mu Yan's cold and unquestionable tone, and he coughed twice as if he was choking on something, and mourned in his heart for the maids who were accidentally betrayed by him.

It was the same before, the young master has always cared for the young lady and never let her suffer the slightest grievance.

In the early years, Mu Zhennian held a press conference to introduce his granddaughter and adoptive grandson to major media. Since the accident of the Mu Group, Mu Zhennian has avoided guests for many years, and the top media reporters in China have not been able to capture the shadow of Mr. Mu, and now, he not only held a press conference, but also let them see his granddaughter and adoptive grandson who have never shown up, this is big news, reporters rushed to the front of the stage one by one, raised the camera and kept shooting left and right, for fear of missing any detail.

At that time, Mu Yueli was only seven years old, and it was the first time she saw such a grand battle, watching a group of strangers holding heavy black machines almost come up to her, she was a little overwhelmed, and subconsciously hid behind Mu Yan.

The reporters did not give up, coaxing her to stand in front, and Mu Yueli shook her head again and again behind Mu Yan.

"Please go away, Tsukiri doesn't like this." Twelve-year-old Mu Cheng said coldly to the reporter in front of him.

The reporters ignored him, such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, no one wanted other media to fight, and some reporters wanted to reach out and pull Mu Yueli from behind Mu Yan to the front.

Mu Cheng protected Mu Yueli with one hand, held the reporter's wrist with the other hand, and broke it back hard, the sound of broken bones, and then a flying kick, the camera in the reporter's arms fell to the ground, mixed with the reporter's screams, which made everyone in the audience stunned.

Jiang Moliu still clearly remembers that under the gaze of the audience, Mu Cheng condescendingly looked down at the reporter sitting on the shards, like an ancient emperor sending a criminal minister, exuding a deterrent power that he should not have at his age, and said word by word:

"I warned you, Tsukiri doesn't like that."

Every time he thought of this old thing, Jiang Moliu would be inexplicably excited, from that moment, that glance, he understood what was imperial demeanor and aristocratic bearing. He envied the relationship between Mu Cheng and Mu Yueli, and once thought that they would always be together, when he learned the news of their engagement, although he was a little surprised, but it was more of a wish-fulfillment, but unfortunately, he thought that the two would live happily together, but he didn't expect that after the engagement, they would be strangers, what went wrong?

Jiang Moliu looked out the car window, the lights were on, the lights of thousands of homes were bright, and Mu Yan in the rearview mirror was still dealing with the company's affairs non-stop.

It's been another sleepless night...... Jiang Moliu thought to himself.