Mu Xuncheng felt that his head hurt very much, and when he woke up from his sleep, he found that the sky was already bright. He was covered with a blanket at some point.

Looking at the time, it was already past nine o'clock in the morning.

He sat up from the couch, only to feel a splitting headache and hangover sequelae, he held his head and stood up, his feet fluttering.

On the sofa, there were a few pieces of torn paper scattered scattered, and the ground was also thrown all over the ground.

Lao Zhou walked out of the kitchen and saw that Mu Xuncheng had woken up, so he hurriedly walked over.

"Young Master, are you awake?"

"How am I sleeping here?" Mu Xuncheng sat back on the sofa.

"You were drunk last night, and we couldn't wake you up no matter how much we screamed, so we had to put you to sleep on the couch." Lao Zhou replied.

"Oh." Mu Xuncheng patted his forehead, remembering what happened last night.

"Breakfast is ready, since you wake up, I'll let them clean it, I'm afraid of disturbing your sleep, so I haven't let them clean it." Lao Zhou pointed to the pieces of paper scattered on the ground and said.

"Hmm......" Mu Xuncheng replied casually, "I'll sit down for a while, eat breakfast later, call Wu Tong, I'll go to the company later today." ”

"Yes, I see. Would you like to prepare another bowl of decanting soup? Lao Zhou asked.

"No need." Mu Xuncheng waved his hand.

He sat on the sofa, recalling the events of last night, he and Wen Shizhong broke up unhappily, drank again, and returned home to see Leng Qingxi and Ling Fei'er arguing, and then, he seemed to have done something, but he couldn't remember it.

A servant bent his waist in front of him, busily tidied up the table in the living room that he had kicked over, and began to sweep up the garbage that was scattered on the floor.

Mu Xuncheng looked at the figure of the servant walking away, and picked up a piece of paper from the sofa, which should be the corner of a design draft, Mu Xuncheng just glanced at it casually at first, and suddenly he seemed to remember something.

He drank the servant who was sweeping: "Stop. ”

The servant was startled by his drink, this young master is usually unpredictable, who knows what he has done and provoked him again.

He stood stunned, not daring to move.

Mu Xuncheng was a little amused when he saw him trembling: "Give me the stack of papers in your hand." ”

The servant handed over the torn manuscript he had collected in his hand to Mu Xuncheng and asked, "Young Master, what about me." ”

"You go on, do yours." Mu Xuncheng didn't raise his head and began to flip through the manuscripts.

Although the manuscript has been broken, Mu Xuncheng can still see that these manuscripts are the project that he and Bai Qingxi designed together, it turns out that during this time, Bai Qingxi has not forgotten his promise to himself, and he is still designing the manuscript for him.

For a while, Mu Xuncheng felt that his chest was a little suffocated, whether he really went too far last night.

He glanced up at the servant who was still busy tidying up the living room, and said, "Look at it, if there are any such torn manuscripts, they will all be brought back for me." ”

The servant nodded and went on with his work.

Mu Xuncheng stood up and walked to the bathroom, he washed his face, raised his head and looked at himself in the mirror, his eyes were still red, he looked at his eyes and said, "Mu Xuncheng, what are you doing?" Is it right or wrong for you to do this? ”

No one could answer his question, not even Mu Xuncheng himself.

His feelings for Leng Qingxi are too complicated, on the one hand, Mu Xuncheng, who is independent and self-contained, will never accept a wife imposed on him by his family in his heart, and his preconceived ideas have already made him have a very bad impression of Leng Qingxi.

But the days with Leng Qingxi are not short, and sometimes he finds more and more that Leng Qingxi has some points, such as her irreplaceable design talent, and the strength to not admit defeat in the face of all kinds of difficulties for herself. So he is very conflicted, and often unconsciously attracts some of her things, and can't help but get close to her.

But once he finds out that he is doing this, he will be self-loathing, and immediately warn himself to stay away from this woman, and the way to stay away is very naïve, that is, to speak ill of her, so that the relationship between the two people is getting worse and worse.

Mu Xuncheng didn't know why he stayed so much on this woman, he laughed at himself and thought that if he looked at it from this aspect, Bai Qingxi was quite successful.

He walked out of the bathroom to find the living room already tidied up, and the torn design on the table. It seems that this servant's efficiency is not bad, Mu Xuncheng nodded.

He walked to the restaurant and found Ling Fei'er sitting at the dining table, and when she saw Mu Xuncheng walking in, she greeted her happily: "Great, Brother Xuncheng, I've been waiting for you for a while." ”

"What? You haven't eaten yet? ”

"Yes, I've been waiting for you, Brother Xuncheng, I was in the garden just now, Lao Zhou told me that you woke up, and I hurried back." Ling Fei'er replied.

"Mouthy." Mu Xuncheng glared at Lao Zhou fiercely, and Lao Zhou walked out with a look.

Ling Fei'er pretended not to notice this scene, she put an omelette on Mu Xuncheng's plate and said coquettishly: "Brother Xuncheng, let's have breakfast, I cooked it myself." ”

Mu Xuncheng barely squeezed out a smile and nodded.

Ling Fei'er finally seized an opportunity to be alone with Mu Xuncheng, of course she wouldn't let it go, she was talking non-stop throughout the breakfast, but Mu Xuncheng didn't say a word, thinking about Leng Qingxi's last look at her last night in her mind.

"So, Brother Xuncheng, I may have to go to Paris for a few days, although I am reluctant to Brother Xuncheng, but this press conference is really rare, Brother Xuncheng won't be angry with me."

"Damn it!" Mu Xuncheng tried hard to drive Bai Qingxi's eyes out of his brain, and he didn't notice what Ling Fei'er was saying at all.

"What? Brother Xuncheng, what are you talking about? Ling Fei'er asked a little puzzled.

"It's okay, it's okay, you go on." Mu Xuncheng said perfunctorily.

"What, I said I'm going to Paris for a few days." Ling Fei'er pursed her lips aggrievedly: "Brother Xuncheng, I'm not listening at all." ”

"Oh, Paris, yes, yes, go and relax." Mu Xuncheng said sincerely.

Ling Fei'er saw Mu Xuncheng's reaction, and suddenly regretted it a little, she had just come back, if she left again, she didn't know what tricks the woman surnamed Bai would play again.

But the tickets for this fashion show are very rare, and she doesn't want to miss it.

She said hesitantly: "If Brother Xuncheng doesn't like it, I won't go." ”

"Why, you go." Mu Xuncheng said without thinking: "I'm done eating, there is still something to do, you can eat slowly." ”

As he spoke, Mu Xuncheng put down the tableware in his hand and walked out.

Ling Fei'er looked at the breakfast she had carefully prepared, Mu Xuncheng almost didn't move, she angrily threw down the knife and fork in her hand, stared at the half of the fried egg, and said fiercely: "One day, I will let you only see me in your eyes." ”

She walked out of the restaurant and saw Mu Xuncheng sitting on the sofa looking at something, she didn't alarm Mu Xuncheng, just walked upstairs silently.

Mu Xuncheng sat on the sofa, looking at these destroyed design drafts, a little embarrassed, although he regretted his actions a little, but let him do it.

He is also a designer, and he knows very well how important a good design draft is to them, which contains the designer's hard work, inspiration, and modification and improvement again and again.

A design draft is equivalent to a child, but now he has destroyed Leng Qingxi's design draft so easily.

Putting these together? Are you kidding? That's a plot that can only be found in idol dramas.

How could the dignified president of the Mu Group deign to do such a thing, but if he really didn't do anything, he would feel more or less guilty.

Leng Qingxi went to work this morning staring at two red and swollen eyes crying.

When she left in the morning, she saw Mu Xuncheng sleeping on the sofa in the living room, with a blanket on his body, sleeping soundly.

There were sketches of her strewn all over the floor, and she struggled not to notice them.

Anyway, it was all for Mu Xuncheng, and since he destroyed it himself, it had nothing to do with her.

That being said, distress is inevitable.

This manuscript is really hard work, and a lot of her hard work has been poured into it, but now, she is trampled on so casually, how can she not be sad.

And she doesn't understand, in this draft, there is also the concept of Mu Xuncheng, many things, two people think about it together, how can Mu Xuncheng do this.

She walked in the garden with her head down, and suddenly there was an "ah" sound, and she seemed to have bumped into someone.

When I looked up, it was Ling Fei'er.

Ling Fei'er looked at Leng Qingxi with a smug expression on her face.

"What's the matter with you? Don't have long eyes? ”

"No me, I didn't mean to." Leng Qingxi had something in his heart, and he was still worried about yesterday's events, if it weren't for Ling Fei'er's unreasonable trouble, his manuscript would not have been ruined.

So when she saw Ling Fei'er now, she really had a feeling that the enemy was meeting.

But she didn't have time to chat with her at this time, she still had to go to work, unlike this eldest lady who was idle all day.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, look at it, my new shoes are all soiled by you. Do you know how valuable my shoes are? Ling Fei'er has to be unforgiving, of course she won't let her go so easily.

Leng Qingxi looked at her smug appearance, and said lightly: "I'm really sorry, if you need compensation, go to Mu Xuncheng, he is my husband." ”

Ling Fei'er didn't expect Leng Qingxi to say such a thing.

She stomped her foot and said, "You, how can you be so shameless, it seems that Brother Xuncheng didn't teach you enough last night?" ”

Speaking of last night, Leng Qingxi was also a little angry: "Miss Ling, I don't want to quarrel with you anymore, I still have to go to work, as for the money for your new shoes, it will be recorded in Mu Xuncheng's account." With that, she left angrily.

Ling Fei'er was behind her and shouted angrily, "You come back for me, you shameless woman." ”

Leng Qingxi didn't pay attention to her, just continued to go her own way.

All day, Leng Qingxi was absent-minded, although she said that the manuscript was made for Mu Xuncheng, but she still couldn't let go.

Mu Xuncheng actually didn't have a good day, he came to the company in the afternoon, processed the documents, and sat at the desk all the time, staring at the pile of manuscripts in a daze.

Several times, Wu Tong walked in, saw the appearance of his boss, and thought that the boss was drafting some important contract, but he peeked a few times, and it was actually a few design drafts, Wu Tong didn't understand, could it be that the boss fell in love with which designer?

When he was about to get off work, Mu Xun Chenghuo stood up, and it seemed that he had to do this.