The message on the screen was sent, Song Qingmo turned off the phone, said hello to Song Xingwu and left, leaving Mu Hengshi and Song Xingwu staring at each other. "Mu Hengshi left, aren't you going to follow him?" Song Xingwu looked at Mu Hengshi who was standing motionless in front of him with some surprise.
Mu Hengshi found an apple on the fruit plate and slowly began to peel it with a fruit knife. He didn't say anything. After he finished peeling the apple, he handed it to Song Xingwu. "You should know what I feel about Song Qingmo. Don't worry, I'm not asking you to leave him. Let's compete fairly."
Song Xingwu was a little surprised, raising an eyebrow as he looked at Mu Heng seriously for the first time. "I thought you were going to hold a knife to my neck and threaten me to stay away from Song Qingmo. I didn't expect that I was judging him by my own standards."
"Hmph," Mu Hengshi said, feeling somewhat amused. He hadn't expected his rival to understand him so well. He might have done the same in the past, but now, he couldn't annoy Song Qingmo anymore. He decided to adopt a conciliatory policy. He looked at Song Xingwu. In his previous life, this man had been defeated by him, and in the end, he married Su Muxue and abandoned Song Qingmo. He had no right to walk shoulder to shoulder with Song Qingmo.
"Let's each rely on our own abilities, but I hope you don't choose the wrong path." Mu Hengshi left this ambiguous remark, stood up and walked out, even considerately closing the door for Song Xingwu. "What does he mean by that?" Song Xingwu didn't understand, but Su Muxue's face inexplicably flashed through his mind.
Song Qingmo has been very busy these days. He was inadvertently testing Mu Hengshi, hoping to find out what Mu Hengshi would do after his rebirth so that he could respond flexibly.
But everything has been calm, and he hasn't made any big moves. "No way, am I wrong? After this person was reborn, did he feel that he shouldn't have treated me like this in his previous life? He wants to make peace with me."
Song Qingmo retracted his eyes from the telescope, and used his hand to hold down the cat's head that was trying to snatch the telescope from him. "Shh, Xiaoguai, be quiet, I'm peeping... No, I'm observing the enemy, don't expose yourself to me", meow... Xiaoguai used his claws to pull at Song Qingmo's hand, Zongzi also ran here to join in the fun, and for a while, cats and dogs cried together. ... "Ahhhh, that's enough, if you keep yelling, I'm going to eat cat and dog hot pot today." Song Qingmo turned around and pointed at the little black cat and the big golden retriever in pretended anger. After hearing this, the two furry children stopped making noise, silently retracted their previously restless claws, and pretended that nothing had happened, and went back to doing their own things. "Haha, you're quite sensible."
Song Qingmo looked at them with amusement. They say pets resemble their owners. He wondered how someone as virtuous as himself could have raised two such snobby furry children. He had forgotten that he, too, was a flexible person.
Just as he turned around to continue observing, his eyes met Mu Hengshi's. He quickly hid his head in the dense foliage. "You can't see me, you can't see me..." Song Qingmo muttered to himself, feeling incredibly unlucky. Why did he always get caught while secretly observing?
Mu Heng saw Song Qingmo quickly bury his head in the leaves, his lips were no longer tense, and he leaned against the window frame, just looking at Song Qingmo.
He also pretended not to notice. Song Qingmo and Zongzi had been making such a loud noise, and their villas were so close to each other, it would be strange if he didn't hear anything. Seeing the telescope beside him, Mu Heng suppressed his excitement. Could it be that Song Qingmo did this because he wanted to see him? Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth suddenly curled up.
Mu Hengshi's low laughter was heard. Song Qingmo glanced at him and saw that although the man was not looking at him, the expression on his face had betrayed him. He was clearly laughing at his panic just now.
Song Qingmo suppressed his anger and sneered secretly. He had already drawn the lottery these days and immediately asked Wen Zhiling to deal with him. As the saying goes, everyone has their own nemesis.
Although Song Qingmo didn't know when Mu Hengshi was reborn, now that he had been discovered, it must have been quite some time. Now that his mind had opened up, he would definitely focus all his attention on Wen Zhiling so that he could act as soon as possible.
Now the news that the Song family is going bankrupt has spread, and what also comes with it is that Mu Hengshi is about to go abroad as the heir of the Mu family to develop the market. Mu Hengshi is going abroad half a year ahead of schedule, and Song Qingmo can only pray to God for help.
Mu Hengshi had already established a presence abroad six months earlier. Now, he wasn't hiding it, but rather making it known to everyone in Beijing, instantly becoming incredibly popular. Even those in the circle were shrewd, and they began to curry favor with the Mu family.
However, the Song family's assets were almost transferred, and Song Qingmo had left Mu Hengshi with a strong opponent. When they fought, Song Qingmo could use it as a leisurely pastime to kill time.
Wen Zhiling had been keeping an eye on the Mu family for days. Finally, after a few days of staring at his phone, he saw the mysterious person contact him again. Unlike Song Qingmo's previous unreliability, this time the mysterious person sent him a lot of information. They included information about Mu Hengshi's preferences and the places he frequently visited. At the end of the message, there was a thoughtful note: "If you need any help, please let me know. I'll provide it to you when the time comes. I wish you a speedy marriage to Mrs. Mu."
Wen Zhiling also knew that Mu Hengshi was going abroad. If he didn't cling to this golden thigh, he would have no chance. Wen Zhiling didn't really like Mu Hengshi, but it was retribution. Although he hated the vicious old woman who beat and scolded him at every turn, he was now like her, climbing up the ladder at all costs for money and power. This seemed to have become a common obsession between him and that woman.
"Hello, classmate Song. Oh, classmate Mu, I didn't expect you to be here too." Wen Zhiling, dressed in a coffee shop waiter's uniform, holding a tray and smiling brightly, greeted Song Qingmo and Mu Hengshi enthusiastically.
Mu Hengshi glanced at Song Qingmo with an ambiguous expression, concealing his thoughts. With a cold face, he reluctantly nodded at Wen Zhiling. Did he really want to leave him to someone else? Mu Hengshi sat down with Song Qingmo.
"Mr. Wen, what a coincidence! I didn't expect you to be working here during the winter break. You're truly kindhearted, sensible, and capable of handling matters on your own. Unlike me, who only knows how to eat and wait for death." Song Qingmo seemed much more enthusiastic than Mu Hengshi. He invited Wen Zhiling to sit next to Mu Hengshi.
"No, I just thought that since I have nothing to do anyway, I might as well experience some society in advance." Wen Zhiling did not refuse and sat down next to Mu Hengshi meekly. He fiddled with his hands nervously and looked at Mu Hengshi shyly.
"He really should have experienced it in advance. He is self-aware and knows that he is not destined to enjoy life." Mu Hengshi looked at Wen Zhiling's pretentious appearance with disgust, and regretted not sending him there earlier to reunite with his good brother.
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