As soon as the video started, she heard a woman's shrill cry. To be honest, her voice was not very good. The song was in tune and she could tell what kind of song it was. For a while, this song was quite popular, and the reason for its popularity was the singer's charming voice. Just listening to the song gave people a seductive aura.
But this sister Xiner's voice is hoarse, so it's okay for her to sing "Loyalty to the Country", but the way she sings this song with a pinched throat is inexplicably scary.
Yang Shushu rubbed her poor ears and began to look for Mu Shicang's shadow in the dark crowd of demons.
As expected, after about fifteen seconds, she saw a familiar figure sitting in the middle of the sofa in the sofa box. He had taken off his coat and was only wearing a white shirt, and it seemed that two buttons on it were undone. A woman was sitting next to him, and the woman was handing him a glass of red wine. Then the two of them toasted. The woman said something, and Mu Shicang smiled. He always showed a gentle mask to others, but now in this unknown light, that gentleness seemed much more real.
Then, at this moment, the woman didn't know what happened. Her hand, which was originally holding the red wine, shook, and the liquid suddenly spilled onto Mu Shicang's legs. Then the woman pulled out a few napkins from the table in front of her and stretched out Mu Shicang's thighs -
The picture stopped here. Yang Shushu curled her lips and threw the phone away. She didn't care at all. She didn't even want to see who the woman was. But at this moment, another message came, this time it was a voice message.
Yang Shushu twitched her lips: "Isn't this over yet? Are you going to call her Guangmu (bed) on the live broadcast?"
In a show of support, Yang Shushu clicked on the voice chat. The deafening music played again, but soon after, a voice like ice particles hitting jade came through: "Yang Shushu? Why mention her? It seems inappropriate to mention her in this situation, doesn't it?"
Then a woman's voice came out: "Mr. Mu, I'm worried that Mrs. Mu will worry about you if you don't go back."
"Hehe, she can't control me."
The voice stopped, and Mu Shicang's casual and dissatisfied voice circled in Yang Shushu's ears without leaving any trace. Instead, the voice of the woman who was speaking aroused her interest, or rather - the desire to fight?
If she doesn't sense such an obvious provocation, she would be a real fool.
The owner of the account that her original body had blocked never looked at her circle of friends, so she wanted to see who this person was.
She directly clicked into the other person's circle of friends. The most recent time point was tonight. First, a group of people were having dinner, and then there was a KTV box, a group of men and women took photos, and there were also a few people's photos. Mu Shicang was never in the photo, but in the photo of two women, she saw a hand. Originally, she only glanced at the hand and didn't pay much attention to it. But when she saw clearly one of the two women in the photo, she looked at the hand again, and then fell on the watch exposed on the wrist.
She stared at the hand and smiled indifferently, then scrolled down. In fact, this woman didn't post on WeChat Moments very often, but whenever she did, many people would like it, and one of the posts was quite interesting.
It’s just simple text, accompanied by a particularly artistic picture of the night sky: I’m so tired today. President Mu is always so demanding about work. Fortunately, I have completed the task he assigned to me. President Mu is very happy and even gave me a necklace as a reward, which is what I have always wanted. It’s great to meet such a considerate boss!
Yang Shushu stared at this paragraph for a long time, and smiled silently. Then she scrolled down and found that there were many similar speeches or pictures. In the pictures, Mu Shicang never showed his face. He only showed a hand, a piece of clothing, a piece of hair, or a corner of the mirror, all of which hinted at who the owner of these things was.
"Yang Shushu, I think I understand why you blocked her circle of friends. You should let Chunxiao see this. This is the top-level green tea. No, this person is higher than you. She should be a white lotus."
While talking to herself, Yang Shushu climbed out of bed. Since the other party had issued a challenge, it would be so unfair for her to have to perform a solo show if she didn't accept it.
She turned around and walked towards the closet, where she directly took out a white gauze dress that was so holy that it seemed like an angel. Then she took off her ponytail and tied her hair into a princess style again. She went to the dressing table and found a feather-shaped hairpin, put it on her head, and stood in front of the mirror.
Okay! Sure! To fight Bai Lian, you have to be an angel, right?
After saying that, she took out a pair of white high heels from the shoe cabinet under the wardrobe. She never wore them before, but now she had to wear them for the battle.
"Just wait, I'll avenge you." After putting on her shoes, she said this forcefully to the girl in the mirror who looked as pure as an angel from heaven.
Yang Shushu was wearing six or seven centimeter high heels, staggering down the stairs, but she was unstoppable. At this time, Mu Shifeng and Old Master Mu had just finished playing a game of chess. Mu Shifeng was about to go back to rest, but he saw her coming downstairs again.
They both couldn't help but be stunned for a moment: "Shushu, it's so late, where are you going?"
Yang Shushu had just walked downstairs when she twisted her ankle and nearly fell. Fortunately, she grabbed the handrail and managed to stand firmly, but her momentum remained undiminished: "Go pick the lotus."
Both Old Master Mu and Mu Shifeng were stunned for a moment, and when she saw Old Master Mu, she was also stunned for a moment, and restrained her aura a little: "It's Shi Cang's friend's birthday, and he asked me to go with him."
Mu Shifeng felt a little strange. They should have come back together just now, right? Since Mu Shicang had sent her back, why didn't he take her with him before?
Yang Shushu ignored their thoughts and bowed to Old Master Mu: "Grandpa, I'll go first. Third Uncle, I'm leaving."
After saying that, she lifted her skirt and walked out the door. When she reached the door, she sprained her ankle again.
Mu Shifeng looked at her swaying body and couldn't help but feel a little worried: "Dad, it's so late, let her go out alone, okay?"
Old Master Mu said, "You send her away."
Mu Shifeng nodded and turned around to chase after her, but after he went out, he did not find Yang Shushu. After asking the servants, he learned that she had met Mu Jiangfeng.
Since someone was there to send him off, he felt relieved and turned around to go back to his residence.
Yang Shushu, who had boarded Mu Jiangfeng's windmill, smiled apologetically at Mu Jiangfeng again: "Brother Feng, I'm sorry for bothering you every time."
Mu Jiangfeng remained calm: "It's okay, I want to go out too."
This time it was really a coincidence, not intentional like last time.
Meanwhile, in the KTV, Wang Qiaoran was holding the phone and questioning her bestie, "Did you send the last voice message?"
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