Zhu Yuanqing saw that Fang Mao had never looked at him since Mu Honghui appeared, and understood why this person was so different from the original plot.
It turns out that the purpose was to climb up the big tree of the Mu family.
He was interested in watching the excitement, but Mu Honghui ignored Fang Mao and turned his wheelchair towards him.
Seeing the suitcase beside Zhu Yuanqing, Mu Honghui smiled faintly and said in a gentle voice, "Have you packed your things?"
Zhu Yuanqing nodded.
Fang Mao ignored him, but he didn't look angry at all. His eyes lit up and he smiled: "Haha, I was planning to take Xiao Mo back home. I wonder where Xiao Mo lives now?"
What? You just met me and you want to snatch me away before we even exchanged a few words?
Mu Honghui didn't miss the calculation in Fang Mao's words, and said coldly: "My assistant will naturally live with me."
"Mr. Fang," Mu Honghui continued, "leaving aside other matters, when visiting relatives these days, you have to bring something to show respect. You haven't seen Assistant Xu for over 20 years, and you don't even know his past or recent situation. Yet you're so anxious to take him away, and you didn't even come with Mrs. Fang. Isn't that a bit unreasonable?"
"Or, what difficulties has the Fang family encountered recently?"
Fang Mao's face was a little stiff.
In terms of age, he is more than a generation older than Mu Honghui, and in terms of seniority, he has been building his business from scratch for decades. He felt really embarrassed to be humiliated by a junior in front of his own son.
Zhu Yuanqing was very understanding: "Mr. Fang also received the news not long ago. I can understand."
Mu Honghui couldn't help but frown when he heard Zhu Yuanqing say this, but this was someone else's private matter. He was at most Zhu Yuanqing's boss and had no right to blame anyone. What else could he say?
Mu Honghui fell silent, but Fang Mao's face was full of emotion: "I just wanted to come to see you quickly, and I left in a hurry. I will definitely treat you well next time."
He looked eagerly: "Xiao Mo, if you don't mind, let's make an appointment to go home and visit. You don't know that your mother has been unable to sleep all day these days. She will definitely be happy to see you!"
Zhu Yuanqing looked hesitant, and Fang Mao saw this and struck while the iron was hot, and even moved Xiangfang Yang out.
"Xiao Mo, you may not know this yet, but you have a brother who is the same age as you. Although he is not our biological son, he cares about you very much and helps your mother find out about you every day..."
Fang Mao's mouth was dry from talking, and when he saw Zhu Yuanqing listening attentively beside him, he felt relieved. Then he saw Mu Honghui still by the car, so he cautiously asked, "How is it?"
007 was watching a highly rated movie with the host, and upon seeing this, he quickly reminded Zhu Yuanqing: [He's asking you.]
"Okay." Zhu Yuanqing nodded: "Then let's do it tomorrow."
Fang Mao received a positive answer and finally decided to leave. He even said hello to Mu Honghui before leaving.
Seeing that he finally left, Zhu Yuanqing quickly pushed Mu Honghui into the car, called the bodyguard in the driver's seat down, and closed the car window.
The car was covered with anti-peep film. Zhu Yuanqing took out a pair of pants from the bag and looked at Mu Honghui with raised eyebrows: "Take it off."
Mu Honghui grabbed the wheelchair and looked at the white casual pants: "What are you taking off?"
"Pants." Zhu Yuanqing did what he should do, reached out to pick up his blanket, and touched his thigh, feeling something wet.
The pants were black, and it was impossible to tell whether they were wet without touching them. Mu Honghui knew that he had no other intentions, but he was still a little nervous. His protruding Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his fingers holding the armrest turned white.
He took a deep breath, staring at the unconscious man with his dark eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "No need, go back and change."
"How can this be possible?" Zhu Yuanqing disagreed. "Your leg is already injured, and there's no one else here. It's better to change into clean clothes than wet ones."
At this point, Zhu Yuanqing suddenly thought of something: "Or do you think it's inconvenient for me to be here?"
Mu Honghui didn't say anything, but looking at his expression, he thought he guessed right.
Injured people are generally very reluctant to expose their injuries to others, especially since Mu Honghui is such a proud person.
"Then I'll go down first. You can change it slowly by yourself. If you need help, just call me. I'll be outside the car."
During the few days they had been together, Zhu Yuanqing had never seen any servant enter his house. He thought that he would not like to be exposed in his miserable state, so he grabbed the car door handle after he finished speaking.
"Just stay here." Mu Honghui said, "I might need your help soon."
Perhaps fearing he would refuse, he added, "We're all men, I hope you don't mind."
Zhu Yuanqing had a puzzled look on his face. He originally had no other thoughts, but after Mu Honghui said that, he felt a little uncomfortable.
Are they all men? Don't you know what you've done?
Thinking of this, Zhu Yuanqing still did not get off the bus, but sat on the seat, sideways, facing the window.
He even closed his eyes.
There was a rustling sound behind him. Zhu Yuanqing closed his eyes, so his hearing was even more obvious: the sound of zippers, the sound of fabric falling on the car, and the sound of the wheelchair turning...
It must have been very difficult for Mu Honghui to change due to his disabled legs. His originally steady breathing first became heavier, then faster, and then became heavier and heavier.
An unknown amount of time passed before a hoarse "OK" was heard from behind. Zhu Yuanqing turned around and saw tiny beads of sweat oozing from Mu Honghui's forehead.
He was leaning in a wheelchair, gasping for breath. His glasses were taken off and placed beside him. His hair was a little messy, and he looked a little wilder than his usual gentle demeanor.
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