Chapter 43

Wen Yancheng succeeded in his mission and returned to the capital with his group ten days later.

When the protagonist's left foot stepped down from the escalator of the private plane, a feeling of cleansing and renewal came to his mind.

One day, the world will be completely under his feet! All living beings are dust, and they must follow his will and live under his breath!

I, Wen Yancheng, have become better again! !

The protagonist didn't show off for a second and a half, and the vibration in his windbreaker pocket quickly brought him back to his senses.

Wen Yancheng is a simple, cold and handsome guy, and his mobile phone ringtones are also set to be extremely simple, basically all the simple ringtones that come with the original phone.

There is only one exception.

Mu Qingliu's ringtone setting is "Canon". Canon can actually be regarded as a kind of musical technique, which represents another meaning at a deeper level.

Canon warning = death warning.

There is no need to answer the phone at all. Wen Yancheng already knows what message Mu Qingliu intends to send to him the moment the plane lands.

Even so, it is still very rude not to answer the phone.

Wen Yancheng took a deep breath and naturally placed the phone receiver on the side of the ear canal.

Mu Qingliu's fluent voice was unstoppable, and every word dripped into the ears of the male protagonist.

Mu asked with a smile, "Is this trip smooth?"

Wen Yancheng was stunned, and he could actually sense the other party's hidden lines in the dark.

It should be quite unsmooth, right? Otherwise, what would be the point of wasting time in the few extra days in Gangcheng?

Wen Yancheng looked back.

Song Yin was sitting in the middle of the wheelchair with a smile on his face, blowing out bubbles while enjoying the comfortable life of lying down while others tried their best to help him.

If I had known, I would have sent someone to send the little vegetative person back first.

It was really hard to respond to Wen Yancheng's words. If he said it went smoothly, it would only attract further pursuit from Mu Qingliu.

Mu Qingliu smiled, "It seems that the result is what I expected. Congratulations on your victory. Come to my house for dinner tonight and I will welcome you."

Wen Yancheng grabbed the pitiful straw handed out by the other party and said carefully, "Okay, after dinner, I happen to need to negotiate with you about the cooperation matters regarding Hengguang Technology."

Wen Yancheng told everyone to go home and rest, and he personally drove to escort someone's beloved wife home.

Mu Qingliu must have thought that I had left his wife in Hongcheng for too long.

The protagonist was somewhat annoyed. He was hung up by the easily available partner at that time, and his eyes and heart were full of calculations. How could he have the leisure time to care about the separation between Song Yin and Mu Qingliu.

Thinking about it.

Mu Qingliu's handsome figure really appeared outside the mansion.

It seems careless, but in fact every move has been carefully designed.

Do you want to torture single dogs like this?

Wen Yancheng's hand was stroking the steering wheel, and he suspected in his heart that Mu Qingliu would definitely hug Song Yin the first moment the car stopped.

No need to guess at all.

The moment the car stopped, Mu Qingliu really strode over, unexpectedly opened the door of the rear garage, stretched out his long legs, and in the blink of an eye he sat in the back seat, side by side with Song Yin's wheelchair.

Song Yin had been led by Wen Yancheng to talk all the way, and he didn't complain much.

It was probably because Song Xiaoyin's dog nose smelled Mu Qingliu's scent, and a refreshing feeling of breeze, bright moon, and fairy air immediately surged in his heart, and he sprayed a bunch of pink little hearts.

[Oh, my God! Why did I suddenly smell Mu Qingliu's scent? I'm a little flustered! ]99+

[This shouldn't be the case at all! ] [Don't they say that a man on a business trip is like a wild horse that has broken free from its reins? Why do I feel like there are a group of cuckoo chickens living in my heart now! 】

【What a strange reaction! We were both on our own business trips, so why is it that such a short separation makes us feel like newlyweds? 】

He blew too many bubbles, which directly blocked the empty back seat of the car into a beautiful pink ocean.

Mu Qingliu leaned over and kissed him on the mouth.

It was completely unexpected, without any prior plan, and not for the purpose of showing off his kissing skills.

Mu Qingliu's lips suddenly became a little more flexible, and he opened Song Yin's slightly opened lips and naturally sucked some honey from his wife's mouth.

They separated after about thirty seconds.

Mu Qingliu held Song Yin's pink cheeks with his palms, and said softly with gentle enthusiasm, "Welcome home."

Song Yin's tongue tip was sucked a little stiff, and he didn't know whether to retract his tongue tip or continue to put it in the place that had just been ravaged by someone.

[Strange, really strange. ] Song Yin's heartbeat was a little louder.

[Is it because I said his skills were bad before leaving home? Why is there something different suddenly? ]

[So strange, let's take a look. ]

[(O_o)(o_O)] 99+

Mu Qingliu already had two dragon kings on his head with the blessing of 99+ skills.

He pinched Song Yin's hot earlobe. Mu, who was completely incapable of sweet talk, could only say the most practical things.

"Do you miss me?"

Help!

The protagonist Wen Yancheng, who was completely ignored, once again struggled to survive, "..."

Single dogs have no right to speak, and must bear all the dog food attacks.

He had to smartly press the car horn, and then pretended to be innocent and asked, "Strange, this car was clearly fine before the business trip, why did it suddenly break down."

Mu Qingliu pushed aside a layer of bubbles, as if slowly opening a pink curtain, and said calmly, "When we eat later, let Lao Zhang drive you to the repair shop." Mu

Qingliu did what he said. Not only did he care about the protagonist's little things, but even half of the dishes for the evening meal were chosen according to Wen Yancheng's favorite tastes.

This is normal social etiquette.

Wen Yancheng was a little emotional.

The protagonist has never been treated well in his life. When he was a child, he was abused by his fake father and was locked in a doghouse for three days and three nights. He was beaten every three days. He never even ate at the table, but squatted on the ground with a dirty broken rice bowl.

Now, he has completely changed.

He is respected, cared for, and even helped. Even if Mu Qingliu's purpose is not simple, he has said it in the first place.

He wants Wen Yancheng to use his ability to exchange for value.

From any angle, Mu Qingliu is at least profit-seeking.

As long as...

he doesn't always hold his wife to feed her.

Mu Qingliu hasn't seen Song Yin for ten days. He is probably really hungry. After picking up his wife from the car, he has been letting Song Yin sit in his arms. Song

Yin has a good appetite.

Mu Qingliu gave him some easily digestible medicinal food, and after the meal, there was fruit juice to relieve greasiness.

Wen Yancheng reported on the progress of the cooperation while watching President Mu wipe his wife's mouth. If you say this scene is very inappropriate, it is reasonable.

After all, it is a medical miracle that a vegetative person can eat. As a husband, he naturally cares about everything about his wife. But it is reasonable . Song Yin's complaints are really unbearable to look at. After being stimulated by the alternation of cold and hot, Wen Yancheng is more and more determined to be single for the rest of his life. Love, go to hell. Mu Qingliu and Song Yin are definitely true love, but the protagonist is definitely an accident. Mu Qingliu soothes Song Yin's little emotions, and reminds Wen Yancheng of the opposite report in a relaxed manner. He can be called a classic character who can remain calm when a beautiful woman sits in his arms. Wen Yancheng was half full after a meal, and he found a suitable excuse to run away. Mu Qingliu smiled and said, "You have been very tired on this business trip, and you probably don't have time to go around Hong Kong City. It just so happens that I brought some special products from Country M, you can take them back." It is easy to be grateful for what you have received. Wen Yancheng lamented his shortcomings in social skills, and then looked at the souvenirs that President Mu brought. The high-end and elegant box was full of high-end goods. Cuban cigars, Lafite red wine, and brand-name shirts, adding up to almost hundreds of thousands. Mu Qingliu closely felt the emotional fluctuations of the protagonist. If you say that small favors have any effect? ​​It is definitely like water dripping through a stone. In addition to learning from his wife how to have normal emotions, Mu Qingliu now has to learn from the protagonist how to turn the tide and avoid risks. Mu Qingliu doesn't want much, whether he plays a good role or a villain, it doesn't matter. As long as he can always be a little bit higher than the protagonist, it's fine. Wen Yancheng's heart was even more touched. He really, really has never been treated so well by anyone. If you say that Mu Qingliu regards him as a confidant and a friend, there is still some gap in the value of his identity. If you say that he is a partner, it seems that apart from his vigorous vitality, he can't provide more financial support. If you say that Mu Qingliu appreciates himself? It is better to say that Mu Qingliu values ​​his future commercial value. Mu Qingliu can almost guess all his contradictions and entanglements. In general, people will follow certain rules in their interactions. Gradually disintegrating one's enemies and turning them into his right-hand man is a new villain skill that Mu Qingliu created on his own. Mu Qingliu reached out and pressed the protagonist's shoulder, and with the help of body language hints, he slowly explained, "I'm optimistic about you, keep going." Wen Yancheng's cold heart couldn't help but feel a little warm, a feeling he had never had in his miserable first half of life. In any case, he was valued. The other party is still a well-known big shot in the business world, and admiring the strong is a permanent bad root in people's bones. When the protagonist is at the bottom, he will also set himself a goal to pursue bravely. Mu Qingliu is the first goal in his life that he strives to pursue! Wen Yancheng glanced at Song Yin who was blowing bubbles with a straw. ...... If Mu Qingliu didn't have the emotions that humans should have, and accepted his partner's drag, Mu Qingliu could have become a god in his heart. Song Yin was washed clean by Mu Qingliu. Song Yin felt embarrassed. According to Mr. Mu's request, he only washed his hair and body every day for the past ten days. Everything had to be done by someone personally when he got home. [Mu Qingliu must be a little abnormal] Song Yin was placed in the middle of the bed in a big letter shape. [Why does he like to bathe a vegetative person? Come to think of it, I haven't seen my face for more than half a year now. I'm afraid even I would dislike myself. Why is he so addicted? ] [I don't know if Mr. Mu likes the doll I bought for him last time. Like the description in the book, he is good at those sports, hobbies, interests and so on. My salary is only enough to buy him a doll. 】 【......】 【If he thinks that the real doll feels better, I can make a small sacrifice to repay the favor. 】 【Da me! ! Da me! ! 】 【What am I thinking about! Is it because I haven't seen Mu Qingliu for too long that my vigilance against villains has decreased? 】 Mu Qingliu held his mobile phone, leaning against the bathroom door frame, and watched the bubbles of complaints rise up one after another. Before the bubble of 【If he thinks that the real doll feels better, I can make a small sacrifice to repay the favor. 】 was about to burst, he quickly pressed the shutter. Then he transferred all the high-definition photos he took and the photos sent by the nurse to the newly created album. The title "Irrefutable Evidence" includes Song Yin's own thoughts, [Although Mu Qingliu is destined to be a villain, he is particularly attentive to me. ] Mu Qingliu covered Song Yin with a blanket and went in with his laptop. Song Yin waited for a long time and heard Mu Qingliu rustling around and opening the computer, with the keyboard clacking a few times.

"Do you need to work?" Before Song Yin went to bed, Mu Qingliu would unconditionally read him a two-hour professional knowledge paper for the purpose of awakening a vegetative patient.

"Will it disturb you if I sleep here?"

"No." Mu Qingliu slowly opened a 154G folder, rubbing the mouse scroll button up and down with his fingertips, and said with care, "You have been on business trips for too many days, and you must be tired from the long journey. Go to bed early tonight. I will study by myself for a while and accompany you later."

[Is there anything in this world that Mu Qingliu can't learn in three seconds? How strange! 】

【I really want to see what he is going to learn, hehe】

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ωSong Yin relaxed and adjusted to the most comfortable sleeping position, humming softly in his nose, "Okay, good night."

Especially well-behaved.

Today is more lovable than yesterday.

Mu Qingliu stared at his wife indifferently as she went from a light sleep to a deep sleep, her breathing warm and even.

Then he took out the headphones under the pillow and plugged his ear canal.

Mu Qingliu selected a video called "The bottom is a little tender, the top is a kissing machine" from the large folder, and took a pen and notebook.

After opening the video, he quickly entered the learning state that a top student should have.