Chapter 59

The two brothers had not seen each other for more than a year. Before he got married, Mu Qingliu would always go home for a

family reunion every year. Now that he is married, he spends all day around his wife, and doesn't even care about his mother, father, and brothers, let alone the fact that he has time to go to Country M for a family reunion.

Mrs. Mu goes home and talks about Song Yin every day, and Mu Hongbo goes home and talks about worrying about his brother every day.

Mu Yuanqiu didn't plan to go to class, so he found an excuse to throw the recent course schedule to the teaching assistant, and then arranged a lot of difficult practical assignments for the students, and happily went out to Feihua Country.

Mu Qingliu didn't have time to warn his hypocritical brother.

The car carrying Song Yin had already slowly driven into the gate.

Mu Yuanqiu seemed very interested. He got off the seat handle directly, and rushed to see his sister-in-law more quickly than the agile Mu Qingliu, more like a snake.

Ivan opened the car door and prepared to carry Song Yin from the car into the wheelchair, and saw two super handsome men of different models running towards him.

Ivan immediately retracted his fingers to avoid physical contact with his beloved wife within the visual range of President Mu. As

soon as Mu Yuanqiu approached, he could see that the little vegetative person sitting in the car was not an ordinary person.

Whose vegetative person can sit upright in the passenger seat, holding a cup of milk tea in his hand, sucking on it with a happy face.

Mu Qingliu was eager to protect his wife, and quickly explained, "Xiaoyin, my second brother..."

My second brother has come all the way to monitor you.

Mu Qingliu suddenly felt a little bit of reluctance in his heart.

In the past, he only let his enemies and opponents feel depressed, but never felt depressed himself. This feeling was really not good.

The people at home were like endless leeks, flying in one after another to monitor their lives.

What? Could it be that he and Song Yin were orangutans in the park?

By the way, Mu Qingliu also learned to tease.

Unfortunately, his mouth was tightly covered by his second brother. Mu Yuanqiu rested his chin on his shoulder, easily grasped the little brother, and said with a false smile, "Sorry for disturbing you, sister-in-law. I am a distant relative of Mu Qingliu and need to disturb you at home for a while."

Mu Qingliu's mouth was not honest at all, and it opened and closed several times in his palm.

As the second elder brother, Mu Yuanqiu immediately understood his dissatisfaction.

How many days will he stay?

Mu Yuanqiu deliberately annoyed him, "It could be a year."

Song Yin's plot library has not yet recorded the content of the distant relatives of the Mu family, he thought.

[The voice sounds quite gentle, it should not be as unreasonable as Mrs. Mu, nor as reckless and stubborn as the eldest son of the Mu family. ]

A miracle happened, a huge flaming red lip bubble frame formed on the top of Song Yin's head.

It's really like what mom and big brother said, a magical child.

Mu Yuanqiu said, "I'm different from them, I like your wife very much." He slowly took out his mobile phone.

Mu Qingliu slapped it away and pinched off the red lip-shaped bubble frame.

"Don't think I don't know that you are planning to send the photos to mom and big brother to stir up trouble."

The second young master Mu, whose thoughts were guessed in an instant, didn't mind at all. He had heard before that this little vegetable could reveal people's true colors with his inner voice.

His true colors were not something that anyone could reveal.

Ivan, who was standing aside, observed silently for a while, and suddenly pointed at the golden snake on Mu Yuanqiu's neck and said, "I have seen similar snakes in a tribe in the Maya primeval forest of South America. It is said that this kind of snake is the prototype of their reproductive totem. A little bit of this golden and jade-striped snake's venom is very aphrodisiac, and it is a cherished aphrodisiac by the local tribe. It has great significance for reproduction."

Mu Yuanqiu smiled and said, "You seem to know a lot."

Mu Qingliu looked at Douglas again. The little golden snake suddenly became handsome and moved closer to his second brother. "Lend me your snake tonight."

Mu Yuanqiu said, "Get lost." Mu Qingliu

smiled faintly and carried the little vegetable away, leaving the two who still refused to leave.

Ivan was frightened by the stares of a snake and a handsome man wearing gold-rimmed glasses. He took the initiative to say, "I was just being realistic and didn't say anything that shouldn't be said."

Mu Yuanqiu looked up and down at his muscles and said nonchalantly, "Before, I followed an archaeological team through the Maya primeval forest. In addition to the secretive ancient tribes, there are also many unexcavated ruins of ancient civilizations."

"You look like a mercenary army hired to destroy historical relics."

Ivan didn't expect to be exposed by the person he just met. Indeed, as long as the mercenaries have money, what kind of dirty and hard work have they not done?

But Ivan was not panicked. He was now employed by Mu Hongbo...

Mu Qingliu also gave him money.

He is now employed by these two brothers. What's so scary about a mere cousin of the Mu family?

However.

The little snake coiled around Mu Yuanqiu's neck is very interesting. When the poison is small, it can naturally help with sexual intercourse, but when the poison is large, it is said that it can cause a person to die in paradise.

This man in front of him carries a strong poison processing factory that produces and sells his own products. He is not tired of living.

Mu Yuanqiu touched Douglas's head, causing the little snake to hiss happily. He said, "I will give you twice the money. Help me keep an eye on a person named Wen Yancheng. If anyone with this name approaches my youngest brother, I will send you some snake venom in advance."

Uh...

Ivan was confused.

It seems that the people of the Mu family hate this person named Wen Yancheng.

Thinking about how he worked part-time at Wen Yancheng's company every day, helped pick up Song Yin to and from work, saw Wen Yancheng dozens of times a day, and was sometimes invited by Wen Yancheng to drink coffee and ask for shooting techniques.

...

Aiwen thought again, Mu Qingliu paid him to keep the secret, monitor Wen Yancheng at all times, and perfunctorily deal with Mu Hongbo's urging calls.

The four sides were at odds.

Mu Qingliu gave the most, so he listened to him.

Aiwen pretended to be serious, "Murder is illegal."

He didn't even see Mu Yuanqiu move, but Mu Yuanqiu was already standing beside him, exuding a faint scent of high-quality perfume, and reached out to pat his shoulder.

Even with clothes on, he could feel the other person's low body temperature, a cool and soft touch like a snake, and his scalp suddenly felt cold.

Mu Yuanqiu was ambiguous, "They are just hired mercenaries, which one of them has not committed a murder?"

Ivan was shocked by the coldness hidden in this sentence.

This cousin is very unusual, revealing completely different feelings from the inside out, how gentle and elegant he looks, and how cruel and cold-blooded he is inside.

Has the genes of the Mu family been tampered with by someone? Everything is not normal.

Mu Yuanqiu had just picked the warmest and most comfortable room to stay in when Long Zhicheng called him directly, saying that he had met Mu Qingliu at the racecourse and felt that they had very similar personalities, so he cordially invited Mu Qingliu to his home for a chat.

Mu Qingliu thought, I just scolded him for being slow, how come he suddenly became fast?

Mu Yuanqiu had another guess, someone must have contributed to this matter, and took the initiative to say, "When our family lived in Beijing before, we knew that the Long family had complex power, and they were ruthless and would never give up until they achieved their goal. It's better for you to refuse to make friends with this old fox."

He added, "Anyway, I don't want to go, don't drag me in." Go."

Mu Qingliu heard some hidden meaning in the last sentence and deliberately asked, "You just landed today, and Mr. Long doesn't even know who you are, why do you want to go?"

Mu Yuanqiu likes to be unrestrained at home. He wears silk pajamas, revealing his snow-white neck and collarbone. He looks more like a pampered lady than Mrs. Mu. When he puts on gold-rimmed glasses, he is a rich and elegant male intellectual.

"Your brain has been more lubricated than others since you were a child. How can you imagine so much when I just said something casually?"

Mu Yuanqiu held up the frame of his glasses and ran over to hug Song Yin, who was quietly eating watermelon. He had no idea that an elder brother-in-law and his sister-in-law should not be close to each other. He smiled and said, "I will take care of Xiao Yin for you at home, so you can go without worry." The little snake around his neck also hooked its tail around Song Yin's shoulder.

Song Yin was touched on the shoulder by something cool and slippery, and immediately blushed and said, "Cousin... Cousin, well, I can be alone at home... It's okay."

For a while, he told his brother not to contact the Long family, and for a while, he wanted him to leave quickly.

Mu Qingliu pulled Song Yin out of his arms and said in a warning tone, "I will definitely go this trip, but you should stay away from Xiao Yin."

Song Yin was wondering that the relationship between his cousin and him seemed to be tense.

Ai Wen apologized and took out a long chain of handcuffs to lock Mu Yuanqiu and the sofa legs, who had no time to run.

Mu Yuanqiu and She immediately shared the same hatred and looked at him fiercely.

Mu Qingliu carried Song Yin to the sofa farthest away, put a clean bib on his wife's chest again, and said faintly, "I am worried about you now."

You include all the people in the Mu family who have nothing to do and come to watch.

Especially the second brother.

Mu Yuanqiu sat cross-legged on the sofa, the chains on his ankles jingling, "Aren't you emotionally apathetic? Why are you suddenly wary of people? Didn't I say I like your wife very much?"

You are the most untrustworthy, two-faced person.

Mu Qingliu smiled and explained, "My wife can only be admired, not liked by other men, so your answer is wrong, just sit there and wait for me to come back."

Don't get close to my wife casually.

Mu Qingliu brought Wen Yancheng to the Long family's dinner.

As Mr. Long himself said, it was just a private family banquet, and no idle people were invited.

Mu Qingliu thought he would meet He Ziyang, so he didn't even bring his wife, so as to prevent the conflict between He Ziyang and Wen Yancheng from intensifying and affecting Song Yin.

Long Zhicheng warmly welcomed the two people. When the three of them were walking home, they met Mrs. Long and Long Zhuo, who were dressed in their best clothes, in the corridor.

Mrs. Long fainted when she saw Wen Yancheng's face clearly.

Mu Qingliu thought, fortunately Wen Yancheng looked a lot like Long Zhicheng. If he looked like He Ziyang, this woman would probably jump off the building.

A group of servants hurriedly carried Mrs. Long away. Some called the family doctor, and some hurried to get the family oxygen bag.

Of course, Long Zhuo was also concerned about his mother. He helped move Mrs. Long back to the bedroom and waited quietly for the family doctor to confirm that she was frightened and nothing serious. Then he took his suit and went downstairs to compensate the distinguished guest.

Wen Yancheng had long wanted to see the ugly face of this fake young master who had taken over the nest.

Mu Qingliu also wanted to see.

The two of them watched a pair of high-quality long legs walk down the stairs one level at a time, followed by a youthful and upright figure, and finally a young face that was not stunning but very attractive, especially the smiling look was very charming, belonging to the sunny young master raised by a large family.

Wen Yancheng: Did Wen Laogou have a genetic mutation? How could he give birth to such a handsome son?

Mu Qingliu: Wen Ergou deserves death. His son doesn't look like him. I thought he was a nasty little gangster.

Long Zhicheng was not very satisfied with his son's central air-conditioning-like personality. He was not cool or smart at all. He liked Wen Yancheng on the opposite side very much. He said to Long Zhuo, "Call me Uncle Mu and Brother Wen."

After seeing that the two handsome guys came, Long Zhuo did not show any joy at all. Instead, he felt a sense of loss that he couldn't explain.

It was as if he didn't see the expected guests and was a little sulky.

Mu Qingliu paused for a moment with his fingers holding the wine glass, "Everyone respects me because of my status, but there is nothing wrong with calling me Brother Mu."

He kicked Wen Yancheng who was laughing secretly in the dark.

The protagonist, you are not kind, you don't look like the protagonist when you laugh.

Wen Yancheng immediately changed to that cool expression.

The people at the table seemed to be in harmony while eating, and each had their own ulterior motives, but Wen Yancheng's performance was good, winning several compliments from Long Zhicheng.

Wen Yancheng whispered with Mu Qingliu in private, "This Long Zhuo looks like a tall guy, not a scheming person. I feel that he is completely unaware of the bad things He Ziyang did."

Mu Qingliu also thought so.

The most important thing is that Long Zhuo, the fake young master, doesn't look like Wen Ergou at all, and he really can't understand the author's intention.

Taking advantage of the excuse of needing to smoke, he walked into the depths of the deserted corridor and made a phone call to Mu Yuanqiu.

Mu Yuanqiu was lying on the sofa like a boneless snake, with chains tied around his ankles, which almost rubbed his thin white skin red.

He had just fed Douglas a raw pigeon egg and was laughing with Song Yin about some strange things that happened in archaeology.

The whole room was filled with harmonious flaming red lips.

Mu Yuanqiu said, "Wait a minute, Xiao Qingzi called to check on the post."

The first sentence Mu Qingliu said when he answered the phone was, "Give the phone to my wife."

Mu Yuanqiu immediately got angry, "Then why didn't you lock me up before?!"

Mu Qingliu said, "Then turn on the speaker, I want to talk to my wife."

Damn, is making a phone call just to feed the dog?

Mu Yuanqiu was angry and resentful, but he had no choice but to turn on the loudspeaker and tell Song Yin, "It's Xiao Qingzi, he wants to talk to you in private."

Song Yin blushed immediately.

Mu Qingliu asked, "Wife, I had dinner at Long Zhicheng's house tonight and saw his son Long Zhuo. He said that he used to be your schoolmate and told you many embarrassing stories about you in the past."

It was all made up.

Song Yin only heard two names that he shouldn't have heard from a paragraph, one was Long Zhicheng and the other was Long Zhuo.

He shouted to himself, "Don't stay at the Long family for too long, their family's feng shui is not good, you should come back soon."

The words in his heart were almost bursting out.

[Long Zhuo is the fake young master of the Long family, he is not Long Zhicheng's biological son at all. 】

Mu Yuanqiu continued to lie on the sofa, as if these complaints had nothing to do with him.

【Wen Yancheng returned to the Long family, on the one hand, he was made difficult by the Long family, and on the other hand, he was plotted against by He Ziyang. 】

【This Long Zhuo is not a good guy either. After being deceived by He Ziyang, he followed the bad guys to target Wen Yancheng and set many bad traps for Wen Yancheng, almost killing Wen Yancheng several times. 】

This complaint bubble seemed to attract Mu Yuanqiu's attention, and he murmured, "With his little courage, does he really dare to hurt people?"

Douglas was propped up by a pigeon egg and couldn't even turn over when lying next to his owner. Mu Yuanqiu had to push him.

Song Yin complained all at once.

[However, this fake young master Long Zhuo has turned over a new leaf, because he is not Wen Ergou's biological son. ]

[Wen Ergou stole him from the hospital, so Long Zhuo's life story is also very well hidden. ]

[Fortunately, I read the book, and he finally returned to his real family and helped Wen Yancheng deal with Mu Qingliu. ]

Mu Yuanqiu's eyes suddenly turned cold, almost gritting his teeth, and he didn't know who he stuffed into his mouth and kept biting with his teeth.

Even Douglas on the side showed his snake fangs to show his anger.

Mu Qingliu hung up the phone and asked by text message, [Shoot all my wife's bubbles over so I can take a look first. ]

Mu Yuanqiu didn't know who had offended him, and replied with a cold face and a chilling heart, [He didn't say anything. ]

[Also, why did you take a photo of your wife's bubbles? Can't I just pass the message to you? ]

[Is second brother still untrustworthy? ]

Mu Qingliu replied: [I just want to see my wife's bubbles with my own eyes. ]

And.

[Second brother, aren't you the laziest to talk to me? You should say less. ]

In Mu Qingliu's eyes, he is the most favored youngest son in the family, except for one person.

Second brother Mu Yuanqiu was born to dislike him, especially after the eldest brother lost him several times, he didn't like to be intimate with Mu Qingliu.

Everything is fake. Second brother is unfathomable, with a dual personality, and cannot be easily trusted.

Mu Qingliu hung up the phone, really took out a cigarette and took a puff, then pressed the extinguisher on the trash can, pretending to be relaxed as if he had just finished smoking.

As soon as he turned around, he met eyes with Long Zhuo who came out.

He didn't have a good impression of Long Zhuo, because his wife had said before that this guy aided and abetted He Ziyang to frame the protagonist everywhere.

A mere fake young master, who left without knowing it after his identity was discovered, and actually had the audacity to fight for the family property and harm the life of the real young master?

Stand rationally on Wen Yancheng for a second.

Mu Qingliu adjusted his tie clip and cuffs, intending to delay going in a little bit, so as not to greet people he didn't like.

The fake young master Long Zhuo's face was flushed, like an innocent and ignorant little animal. He looked around to make sure there was no one around, and unbuttoned the collar of his shirt.

There seemed to be a tiny tooth mark on his sexy Adam's apple. Long Zhuo touched it obsessively, revealing a satisfied smile like a pervert, and then reluctantly buttoned up his shirt to the highest position, armed his entire neck, and ran away with a silly smile.

Speaking of which.

Mu Qingliu has great confidence in his vision.

The red, very tender little tooth mark on Long Zhuo's throat was definitely not bitten by a lover.

It looked like some very small animal.

For example, a snake or something like that.