Mu Honghui curled the corners of his lips slightly and stretched out his hand to block the raised arc.
Xiangfang Yang didn't want to get involved with Li Li here, but he had ignored Li Li for too long and couldn't control himself for a moment.
Zheng Chengzhou and Xu Mo are both unreliable, so we must hold on to the remaining Li Li and Xiangyang firmly.
He had been on edge, and when he suddenly heard a familiar voice, his body stiffened. He quickly grabbed his hand from his waist, pinched his collar and turned around.
His face, which was still flushed, turned pale in an instant.
"Xu, Xu Mo! Why are you here?"
He stared and unconsciously took a few steps back, but just happened to fall into Li Li's arms.
Zhu Yuanqing was puzzled: "Why can't I be here?"
Xiangfang Yang was so frightened that he didn't notice the difference in Zhu Yuanqing's attitude towards him, so he hurried to explain.
"No, Xu Mo, this is my friend. He was drunk, so I helped him up."
If it were the original owner, he might have softened his heart and ignored the scene in front of him, but unfortunately the person here was not the original owner.
Zhu Yuanqing shook his head: "Let's break up."
"Break up?" Xiang Fangyang was stunned and sneered, "Xu Mo, I was with you because you begged me shamelessly. Are you sure you want to break up with me?"
Zhu Yuanqing nodded.
"Okay, let's break up." Xiang Fangyang had been treated coldly by Zhu Yuanqing for several days, and coupled with the pressure from Fang's parents, he was furious for a while.
"You won't ask me to come back then!"
Xiang Fangyang's face was grim. He reached out to grab the person behind him and stared at Zhu Yuanqing: "Li Li, let's go."
Li Li was one of the few people who knew that Xiangfang Yang had a partner. Finally, he could stand beside his sweetheart openly. His face was full of joy. He didn't bother to argue with Zhu Yuanqing and followed him away.
After solving this matter, Zhu Yuanqing lowered his head and looked at the unstoppable smile on Mu Honghui's face, frowning: "This is not because of you."
"Yeah." Mu Honghui smiled wantonly with his fox eyes, looking at people with burning eyes.
Zhu Yuanqing reminded: "It's just that I personally want to break up with him, not for any other reason, don't think too much about it."
"Yeah." Mu Honghui's eyes locked on Zhu Yuanqing, his smile still lingering, "I know."
There's no chatting today.
Zhu Yuanqing simply didn't look at him, but walked behind him to help push the wheelchair.
The wine had seeped into the blanket, and the brown stain was spreading wider and wider. The Mu family was too far away from here. Zhu Yuanqing thought that Mu Honghui's pants might have been wet as well, so he asked the driver to go to his rental house first.
This community is not as completely renovated as Mujia, and is not very friendly to people with mobility problems.
After thinking about it, Zhu Yuanqing asked Mu Honghui to stay in the car while he went upstairs to get a change of pants.
Before getting off the car, Mu Honghui grabbed Zhu Yuanqing's wrist, with an almost invisible pleading in his eyes: "The Mu family is still very empty, it's too lonely to live alone."
Zhu Yuanqing laughed. Wasn't the straightforward confession just now enough? Now he was just taking advantage of the situation?
He bent down, his cheek close, less than a finger's distance from Mu Honghui: "Mr. Mu, please don't push your luck."
Mu Honghui didn't say anything, just looked at him straight.
What is this?
Upstairs, Zhu Yuanqing was packing his daily clothes while complaining to 007.
007 also wanted to know what was wrong with his host? After so many worlds, he was so successful, was he really going to stumble in this one?
Zhu Yuanqing was carrying his suitcase downstairs and just left the community when he saw a figure running towards him, shouting.
He looked from a distance and it seemed to be Mr. Fang.
The speed is quite fast, much faster than the original plot.
Zhu Yuanqing thought about it, but a look of surprise appeared on his face. He took the initiative to step forward and said, "Mr. Fang, what can I do for you?"
Looks like, very similar!
Fang Mao watched a young man who looked similar to himself approaching, as if he saw his younger self.
"Child...you, you've suffered!"
Zhu Yuanqing was stunned and didn't react for a moment. He stepped forward to support Fang Mao and asked with concern, "Mr. Fang, are you okay?"
"It's okay, it's okay."
Fang Mao held Zhu Yuanqing's hand, and kept looking at this person who was related to him by blood. He said in a trembling voice: "Xu Mo, your name is Xu Mo, right?"
Zhu Yuanqing nodded, and Fang Mao stomped his feet twice, his voice sounding mournful.
"Child, my child, I am your real father!"
"What?" Zhu Yuanqing's pupils shrank slightly, and expressions of surprise, suspicion, and shock flashed alternately. His acting-spirited look made 007 next to him exclaim 666.
He took a step back, as if he was seeing Fang Mao for the first time, and looked at his eyebrows and eyes several times. Then, as if he had discovered something, he said in disbelief, "Really?"
Fang Mao quickly took out a paternity test report and handed it over: "The last time we met, I thought you looked like me. I couldn't help but take a strand of your hair while we were eating..."
Zhu Yuanqing picked up the report, which clearly stated in black and white the blood relationship between the original owner and Fang Mao.
He already knew the result, but he still read the lightweight paper over and over again, standing there in disbelief.
"Come home with me." Fang Mao pulled Zhu Yuanqing's arm.
At this moment, a cold voice sounded from the side.
"Mr. Fang, where are you taking Assistant Xu?"
"Boss Mu?" Fang Mao asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"
These words were extremely familiar. Fang Mao's grip on Zhu Yuanqing's hand was extremely dazzling. Mu Honghui turned his gaze and saw the various emotions on Zhu Yuanqing's face that he had not yet had time to restrain. His whole demeanor suddenly turned cold.
He stared at Fang Mao as if he were looking at a jackal trying to steal his treasure, with an astonishing coldness in his pupils.
"Could it be that Mr. Fang is here to preach to Xiang Yang?"
Fang Mao didn't react for a moment to what this had to do with Xiang Yang, but his intuition as a businessman made him feel Mu Honghui's hostility. He subconsciously let go of his hand and put on a flattering smile on his face.
"Boss Mu, what a coincidence." He patted Zhu Yuanqing on the back, "This is my biological son I've been looking for for a long time!"
A hint of flattery flashed across his face: "Boss Mu, I've been very grateful for your support during this period."
Biological son?
Mu Honghui frowned and looked at Fang Mao with an increasingly unfriendly look.
Every word and sentence in the information he had read described the hardships of Zhu Yuanqing's growth. A pearl covered in dust, yet he raised a grain of sand as his own child for over twenty years...
Fang Mao was really blind to have no doubt at all for so many years.
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