Chapter 211 Let's learn how to make little girls happy.
Mu Zi has no home, and even though she was forced to take a half-day off, she had nowhere to go.
I might as well go to Song Jingyi and report on the young lady's recent situation.
Song Jingyi hasn't left the house lately, staying in his large apartment in the center of Beijing.
The same goes for Acheng.
Given his wild and mischievous nature, his current situation is no less than that of being in jail.
Seeing Mu Zi coming over, the sourness that had been bottled up for days resurfaced.
He crossed his arms and leaned against the window. "Oh, who's this? I haven't seen you in a few days. Your face looks rounder. You must be eating well with the young lady."
"Brother Yi." Mu Zizhi greeted Song Jingyi.
"Hmm, what's going on today?" Song Jingyi tapped the ash off his half-smoked cigarette. "Did Xiaoyu find out?"
“I told you she wasn’t reliable. If I went, the young lady definitely wouldn’t notice,” A-Cheng chimed in.
"No, Yi-ge," Mu Zi answered truthfully, "Miss said I was too tired and told me to rest for half a day."
Acheng: "Yo yo yo, all you do all day is eat and sleep, how can you get tired? Boss, let me go, I can carry Miss to and from school every day."
"How is she?" Song Jingyi asked again.
"Miss is doing well. Yan Qihang hasn't contacted her these past few days. She's eating well, sleeping well, and the Shen family dotes on her. She's happy every day." Mu Zi picked out the important things to say. "Miss really likes her boyfriend. Every time she finishes a phone call, she hums a song happily."
Acheng: "I'm invisible? Can't you two hear me???"
"Humming a song," Song Jingyi chuckled, the gloom that had settled over him for days dissipating. "As long as you're happy."
"Brother Yi," Mu Zi called out.
"explain."
"..." Mu Zi hesitated for a moment, "Brother Yi, can I not smile at Miss?"
"What do you mean?" Song Jingyi frowned slightly.
Mu Zi never questioned his instructions and always completed them perfectly.
This is the first time this has happened.
Under Song Jingyi's gaze, Mu Zi forced a smile that she had practiced in front of the mirror many times.
Song Jingyi looked at her, the ash from his cigarette falling onto the table.
"Hahahaha! Hahahaha!" Acheng laughed so hard he couldn't stand up straight. "That's terrifying! Her expression was even more beautiful when she was killing people!"
“Miss saw me smile and thought my Spanish wasn’t standard. Yi-ge, if I smile again, Miss will lose confidence,” Mu Zi said in a low voice.
Song Jingyi stubbed out his cigarette in the crystal ashtray and waved his hand. "Stop laughing. Learn how to make a little girl happy."
Mu Zi: ...
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Acheng squatted down next to Song Jingyi, looked up at him, and said, "Boss, I'll go, I'll go! I can make little girls happy, I can tell jokes. Give me three days, and I'll make Miss grow smile lines."
“It’s time, you can go now,” Song Jingyi said to Mu Zi. “Take the little bear on the table to the child so she can play with it.”
"Yes, Yi-ge." Mu Zi replied, picked up the brown plush bear on the table, and turned to A-Cheng, saying, "Bald head is really ugly."
Acheng: "Oh! You can see me? Huh? Huh? Who's ugly? Who are you calling ugly?"
Mu Zi walked to the door, opened it, and said, "You."
Acheng pointed to the closed door, then looked at Song Jingyi, "Boss! She said I'm ugly!"
Song Jingyi ignored him and took another cigarette from the pack. "Why doesn't she talk about others?"
Acheng: ...
This world is never fair.
God gave him a handsome face, but the people around him didn't look at his face, they only looked at his hairstyle.
“You all have no taste,” A-Cheng plopped down on the carpet. “Even Miss’s friend is better than you. Her eyes lit up when she saw me last time.”
"Acheng." Song Jingyi finally spared him a glance.
"What's wrong, boss? Are you worried about the people outside handling things, and are you finally letting me out?"
"Don't touch anyone around her." Song Jingyi stared at him, expressionless, and said, word by word, "If you touch anyone she cares about, I'll castrate you myself."
Acheng was startled and squeezed his legs together, quickly shaking his head, "I won't move, I won't move, I don't lack women, I won't make a move on the people around Miss."
Song Jingyi didn't speak, but kept reliving the scene of silence that Mu Zi had just described.
Ah Cheng finally calmed down a bit. "Brother, why haven't you been going out lately, and why won't you let me go out either?"
Song Jingyi glanced at him and said indifferently, "Because I admire your perverted methods of torturing people the most."
Acheng was confused.
If you admire him, why not let him go out and do some work?
Instead, they just stay cooped up at home every day.
However, when he asked, Yi-ge didn't say anything.
When Mu Zi got home, the team building activity had already ended.
Yan Buyu changed into her pajamas and was about to rest when she saw her. She was quite surprised. "I thought you wouldn't be back until tomorrow morning. Why don't you rest more? You can rest more at home."
Mu Zi: "I...have no home."
He choked up without saying a word.
Did I have a family in my past life?
She deserves to die; how could she say such a thing?
"Oh, I see," Yan Buyu coughed lightly, "That's perfect, I need to rest too. You should go to sleep early, you have school tomorrow."
“Miss,” Mu Zi handed over the brown plush bear she was carrying, “Here, play with it.”
Yan Buyu was flattered; Mu Zi, who was usually quiet and reserved, had returned with a gift after being out for half a day.
"Thank you, Mu Zi. The teddy bear is very cute, I like it very much."
Mu Zi then took out a colored notebook from another bag. "And this, it's for you."
This is a gift she asked about recently, which she found out when she passed by a store.
After saying that, he turned around and went back to his room to rest.
He opened it without saying a word and was stunned.
This is a princess dress-up sticker book that kids love.
A teddy bear in one hand and a sticker book in the other.
He blinked silently.
Does Mu Zi think of herself as a little kid?
He chuckled softly. This bodyguard was quite interesting.
On the way to school, Yan Buyu still rode in the same car as his brothers.
Mu Zi followed behind on her motorcycle.
"She's a good cyclist," Shen Yunqi commented. "She would definitely win an award if she went to a competition."
"Buyu, you've been spending some time with Muzi, what do you think of her?" Shen Yanzhou asked. "If you don't like her, your elder brother will find you someone else."
Yan Buyu glanced at the black figure following closely outside, smiled, and said, "She's great. I feel very comfortable with her, and she's very interesting."
After saying that, he took out the dress-up sticker book from his backpack.
“Look, she went out for a stroll yesterday afternoon during her day off and even brought me a gift.”
Shen Yanzhou had never seen these things before; the shiny stickers looked quite cute.
Shen Yunqi laughed, "Do you think I'm a three-year-old? But... Yan Buyu, you've already played half of the book, isn't that childish?"
“Hehe,” Yan Buyu chuckled, looking down and touching the stickers like a precious treasure, “I didn’t play with these when I was three years old.”
Shen Yanzhou gave Shen Yunqi a reproachful look.
Shen Yunqi felt a lump in her throat and turned her head to look out of the car.
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