Fang family.
As soon as Fang Mao returned home, he called Fang's mother into the study. When they came out, both of them had happy faces.
Xiangyang saw it all clearly in the living room, and the bad premonition in his heart became more and more serious.
Even Zheng Chengzhou... Xiang Yang frowned. Zheng Chengzhou seemed to be a lot colder towards him recently, which made him even more uncertain.
Countless bad guesses arose in his mind. Xiangyang opened the address book and clicked on a familiar number.
"Hello, is this Brother Li? I just happen to have time to go to the restaurant you mentioned last time..."
Hearing the happy reply from the other end, Xiangyang hung up the phone and looked around the huge living room.
Xu Mo, it would be great if you hadn't appeared...
Over there, Zhu Yuanqing was talking to 007 who was almost getting anxious.
[Host, why are you deliberately leaving Xiangyang alone? ]
007 has been watching his host working diligently these days. If they hadn't been working together for a long time, he would have doubted whether the host would complete the mission at all.
Zhu Yuanqing: [Why don’t you go and see what it’s like to be a dog licker? ]
007 was skeptical, but was stunned when he saw it.
81?
007 was shocked. With the way his host did things, why did the dog-licking value decrease?
[007, what do you think "licking a dog" means? ]
[He has no dignity whatsoever and kneels down to lick the boots of others, allowing his own dignity to be trampled upon by others] Zhu Yuanqing asked and answered himself.
The original owner was willing to give up everything for Xiangyang, quitting a good job at the drop of a hat, and treating him as the center of her world. She would go through fire and water for a single word of praise from him, and she couldn't live without Xiangyang.
[And judging by my current behavior, the importance of my career in my heart has clearly increased. On the contrary, the actual actions I take towards Xiangyang have decreased. When he is no longer at the center of my world, my dog-licking value will naturally decrease.]
007 understood and no longer had to worry about the mission. He went back to watching the drama without any pressure, leaving everything to the host.
After talking to 007, Zhu Yuanqing cut a steak and looked across at Mu Honghui, who was dressed in a suit, wondering, "Why did President Mu suddenly invite me to dinner?"
Mu Honghui slowly put down his knife and fork: "Of course it's to improve the relationship between us."
Zhu Yuanqing doesn't think there is any need for emotional exchange between bosses and employees.
Mu Honghui changed the subject and suddenly asked, "I have a friend."
I see. I'm here to talk to someone.
Zhu Yuanqing listened to him continue.
"He had a girl he had been pursuing for a long time, but one day, he unexpectedly discovered that her boyfriend was still having an affair with someone else."
Mu Honghui asked: "If it were you, what would you do?"
"Divide it." Zhu Yuanqing said bluntly.
A man as bad as Xiangfangyang, should I keep him for the New Year?
Mu Honghui's eyes were filled with unseen emotions, which then turned silent. He stared at the person and slowly opened his mouth: "That's good."
Zhu Yuanqing didn't have time to analyze the deeper meaning of Mu Honghui's words, as his attention was attracted by the person coming in from the door.
The person who came had a clean temperament. She half-embraced the man beside her. She was wearing a white T-shirt and jeans that looked particularly youthful. The collar was quite large, and it opened and closed with her movements, revealing the covered skin.
Isn’t he the original owner’s cheap boyfriend?
Zhu Yuanqing turned sideways to block his face, and out of the corner of his eye he saw Xiang Fangyang and a strange man sitting down together, the two of them were very close to each other.
Zhu Yuanqing withdrew his gaze and looked at the gentle man opposite him, and finally came to his senses.
He supported his chin, a smile spread across his face, and there was determination in his eyes.
"President Mu, please don't say this is a coincidence."
Mu Honghui didn't intend to deny it and nodded: "Assistant Xu, don't forget what I just said."
Zhu Yuanqing was still smiling one second, but the next second the curve of his mouth quickly converged, without a trace of expression, and said coldly: "What does this have to do with you?"
His expression was cold, and the humor and politeness he showed when talking and laughing had completely disappeared. His brows were lowered, which showed that he was not prepared.
After investigating to this point, the original owner's affairs must have been exposed.
Mu Honghui looked at him indifferently, not caring about Zhu Yuanqing's changes at all. His gaze looked into the depths of those eyes through the lenses, and his tone was gentle.
"Of course it does."
His eyes curved slightly, and he also imitated Zhu Yuanqing's action and folded his hands under his chin.
"After all, I have ill intentions towards Assistant Xu."
Zhu Yuanqing's pupils shrank and he looked straight at Mu Honghui, as if he saw a sharp sword buried under this gentle appearance.
The surroundings were quiet for a moment.
Suddenly, Zhu Yuanqing's serious face broke into a smile, and he tilted his head towards Mu Honghui: "But they have already left."
The exaggerated and regretful tone clearly shows that he is just watching the show.
Mu Honghui's face changed, and he hurriedly turned the wheelchair, knocking his elbows on the table several times.
The restaurant corridor was not wide, and Mu Honghui had difficulty turning, knocking the cups off the table.
The dark red wine spilled onto the blanket covering Mu Honghui's legs, soaking a large area of the dark brown fabric and dyeing it brown.
He seemed unaware and asked for leave to someone passing by.
Zhu Yuanqing frowned, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable as he watched the awkward and flustered movements of the man who was known for his decisiveness in the business world.
He is just a character in the mission world. The tasker should not develop feelings for people in the small world. He should watch from the sidelines and choose to stay away. It won't be long before this person gives up on his own initiative.
The wheelchair was inconvenient, and a piece of Mu Honghui's blanket fell off at some point and got stuck on the wheel.
The wheelchair stopped moving and fell to one side. Mu Honghui's legs felt weak and he hated his useless legs again.
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