Xiangyang ran out of the Mu family as if escaping.
Back in the car, Fang Mao, who had been waiting for a long time, quickly pinched his arm and asked loudly: "How is it? Did Xu Mo agree? Is Mu Honghui going to help us?"
Xiangyang shrank in his chair, his eyes darting around in fear.
"Say something!" Fang Mao was anxious and took off his hat.
"He knows... he knows everything..." Xiangfangyang said tremblingly.
"What do you know? What are you talking about!" Fang Mao was impatient.
"I drugged Xu Mo, and they all know that Mu Honghui won't let me go..."
The effect of that drug can only be reversed through intimate intercourse. Xu Mo is Mu Honghui's boyfriend. Since he knows it, Mu Honghui must know it too.
A few years ago, when Mu Honghui's leg was still intact, the person who tried to drug him was still unknown in the circle. He had even done some research before he took action, and found out that the person had been in a mental hospital for six years...
"Dad!" Xiang Fangyang suddenly thought of something, "Didn't the company get set up by someone? It must be Mu Honghui! It must be Mu Honghui who did it. He's taking revenge on me!"
"What do you mean by drugging?" Fang Mao felt something was wrong the more he listened. He forced the driver out of the car and shouted, "Tell me the whole story honestly!"
At the Mu family, Zhu Yuanqing, holding a dumbbell, asked, "It seems the Fang family has removed the trending search again?"
"Yeah." Mu Honghui pushed the wheelchair and followed him, "This is the second time."
The matter was too embarrassing, and the marriage with the Zheng family was officially declared broken. Now Wanchuan was a piece of fat meat that everyone was coveting, and everyone was waiting to have a bite.
Despite this, Fang Mao still had to spend money to remove the hot search.
He reacted quickly and was willing to spend money, but Mu Honghui was rich and had plenty of free time, so the hot search was pushed up again not long after it was removed.
With this back and forth, more people are paying attention to it.
"You're making Fang Mao's already tight wallet even worse." Zhu Yuanqing put down the dumbbells and walked to another piece of fitness equipment. "I heard he just sold a villa this morning."
"Is this news from Jin Weitai again?" Mu Honghui asked.
"Huh? Jin Weitai? What does it have to do with him?" Zhu Yuanqing turned around and almost bumped into Mu Honghui. "Can't I have other sources of information? Why are you focusing on him alone?"
Mu Honghui maneuvered his wheelchair and took a few steps back, neither admitting nor denying.
Zhu Yuanqing had expressed his dislike for him to investigate him a long time ago, so even though Mu Honghui had eight hundred guesses in his mind, he never investigated anything related to him again.
Of course, more importantly, Mu Honghui could not forget that Jin Weitai had found a partner for Zhu Yuanqing in front of him.
He didn't hide anything at all. Zhu Yuanqing also remembered the ridiculous incident last time and asked hesitantly, "You don't still remember that, do you?"
It’s not possible for a dignified Mr. Mu to do that.
Mu Honghui nodded, his voice hoarse: "Yeah."
"You're so narrow-minded." Zhu Yuanqing smiled brightly, leaned over, and poked the strong muscles on his chest. "But now I know how a sick man like you can have such a good figure."
When you open the side door of the room, you will see a room full of fitness equipment. Wouldn’t it be great to have a good figure?
It was his first time going upstairs, and he felt sorry for the dusty things. It turned out that all the usable things had been moved into the room.
"If you don't practice to look better, how can I get you?" Mu Honghui gently touched his forehead, his eyes tender.
"Don't think I don't know, this is why you fell in love with me in the first place."
Zhu Yuanqing stood up straight, put his fist to his mouth, coughed lightly, and whispered, "How could that be..."
Although it does feel good...
Mu Honghui knew him very well. He just held up his head and looked at him. The affection in his eyes was as strong as the sea, as if it wanted to swallow him up.
Zhu Yuanqing's ears gradually turned red when he was looked at by him.
Mu Honghui smiled even more deeply and held his hand: "Well, no."
Money, power, and sex.
Mu Honghui was so happy that he could attract the person he liked.
What's more, just as Zhu Yuanqing said, his own figure became clearer and clearer in his eyes.
What else is he not satisfied with?
"Let's go, it's time for massage." Zhu Yuanqing withdrew his gaze from the wall and urged.
Old Liu taught him a set of massage methods. Fortunately, Zhu Yuanqing has a good learning ability and can now use them on Mu Honghui.
The two were already in a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship, so for convenience, Zhu Yuanqing helped Mu Honghui change into a pair of shorts.
This was not the first time, but Zhu Yuanqing, as usual, subconsciously shifted his gaze from the middle to watch the man next to him pull up his pants.
Mu Honghui was helpless.
To be honest, he really didn't expect this little lion to be so innocent. Although he had never been in a relationship, he looked like a veteran in front of him.
Is it the age gap?
"alright."
Zhu Yuanqing disinfected his hands, then took out a bottle of ointment, slowly rubbed it on the palm of his hand, placed his hand on Mu Honghui's leg, and pressed down on the acupuncture points.
Logically speaking, Mu Honghui can only sense contact from the outside world in very rare cases, and he should not be able to feel it at this level now.
But in fact, every time he felt something, it was when Zhu Yuanqing touched him.
For example, now, there are large patches of ointment on his legs, but Mu Honghui can only occasionally feel the temperature of Zhu Yuanqing's fingertips.
Soft, wet lips like a small animal kissed it lightly, and then ran away.
It took half an hour to finish the massage. Fortunately, Zhu Yuanqing's own quality was good, otherwise his arms would have become weak halfway through the massage.
"Done." Zhu Yuanqing stood up and stretched his arms.
Mu Honghui helped him massage his arm and said softly, "Thank you for your hard work, boyfriend."
"It's good that you know it's hard work. I want to eat the same cake as last time tonight." Zhu Yuanqing looked at him.
Mu Honghui sighed, but still gave in: "You can only eat one piece, no more."
Before they were together, Zhu Yuanqing was somewhat restrained, but after they were together, he became completely unrestrained, and the desserts prepared in the refrigerator were decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Even the aunt at home couldn't help but remind Mu Honghui that the desserts in the refrigerator were being consumed too quickly.
Mu Honghui had a very serious talk with Zhu Yuanqing, and did not give in on this matter, strictly controlling his dessert intake.
It’s not that you can’t eat it, but the quantity is too large, which is not good for your health.
"Okay." Zhu Yuanqing had no choice but to agree.
He originally wanted to say that his current body couldn't wait until three years later, but the words turned around in his throat and he swallowed them back.
It's good like this now.
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