Not Spare the Years

When Ge Weinong asked, "Could it be President Zhou?", there was a trace of unpredictable emotion in Mu Xueyi's eyes.

I can't tell if it's surprise, expectation, or indifference.

While in a trance, Qi Yan's fingers gently covered the back of Mu Xueyi's hand and asked softly:

"What's wrong? Your face is not very good."

Mu Xueyi glanced at Qi Yan and moved his hand away without a trace, "...It's a personal matter."

Mu Guocheng took a sip of strong tea and said casually:

"Xueyi, your little mother cares about you, why are you hiding?"

Mu Xueyi smiled slightly, "Dad won't let me hide, then I won't hide."

Saying that, she stretched out her hand to Qi Yan, her eyes slightly curved, "Mom, come here, feel free to touch."

Qi Yan leaned against the table, did not touch Mu Xueyi again, only smiled:

"You kid, you really know how to joke."

She held up the porcelain-white coffee cup with her long fingers. Eyebrows are half down, charming.

Mu Xueyi quietly scraped the cherry cream mousse on the plate with a steel fork, and stopped talking.

After the dinner, Mu Guocheng took Qi Yan and left first.

Getting on the Maybach, Gerwin took the steering wheel and asked:

"The invitation from that person just now, do you want to go?"

Mu Xueyi pondered for a moment, and said, "Pick up twenty bodyguards and go with them."

Ge Weilong: "You and President Zhou... shouldn't fight?"

Mu Xueyi shook his head: "If it's really Ayue, then nothing will happen. But if it's someone who wants to harm me in the dark, and just fool me so easily, wouldn't it be a hook? ?"

Her fingertips swiped the cane in her palm, and her voice softened: "Be cautious, there is no harm."

Ge Weilong: "...you thought it through."

After making all preparations, Gerwinon drove to the new city.

When they arrived at the music cafe that the man had agreed upon, twenty bodyguards were scattered around the small square in front of the cafe. Ge Weinong guarded Mu Xueyi and walked in with her.

The way that person communicated was to ask the waiter to hand over a note with the specific box number written on it, and the two of them directly asked the waiter to lead to that box.

The waiter opened the box door and raised his hand to invite them in.

When he took this step, Mu Xueyi felt tight.

Suddenly, this step seems harder than all the steps I've taken in rehab over the past year.

The fingers couldn't help but folded, and firmly grasped the sandalwood palm in the palm.

I've been sweating a lot, don't hold it tight, I'm afraid it will slip to the ground by accident.

The box is very warmly decorated, and the main tone is dim brown. There are some monumental china on black shelves, with delicate green rattan wrapped around the edges of the shelves.

There was a faint scent of ambergris in the air.

At the table by the window sat the host who invited them over.

When Mu Xueyi saw the man's face clearly, her fingers froze just now.

After a while, he slowly relaxed.

Seeing that Mu Xueyi was coming, Zhuang Yurou took the initiative to get up and walk over, welcoming her with a smile.

"Sister Mu, you are here, I've been waiting for a long time."

Ge Weinong bent down slightly, and respectfully shouted to Zhuang Yurou, "Mr. Zhuang."

A month ago, Xunyun Group had announced Zhuang Yurou as the general manager of the group, and her identity was no longer a secret. Now everyone knows that Mr. Zhuang, the well-known Xunyun Group, is ready to start her project plan in Anyang.

And everyone basically knew that the person that Xiao Zhuang wanted to cooperate with, and the eighth achievement was Xiao Mu.

After all, before Mu Xueyi came back, Zhuang Yurou had already closed her mouth with the word "Mu's".

Zhuang Yurou led Mu Xueyi to sit down with a very happy smile on his face.

"Sister Mu, you said that you came back three days ago, and you didn't come out to make an appointment. I have already finished the Gaochuan specialty you sent me two months ago. I told you on WeChat before next time. Bring me more snowflakes, have you brought me?"

Mu Xueyi leaned the cane against the rattan chair, took off his coat, and handed it to Ge Weinong.

"Take it, I'll have someone deliver it to you tomorrow."

Zhuang Yurou smiled brightly: "That's good. Since I took office, you haven't paid much attention to me on WeChat. I thought my identity made us rusty and worried for a long time."

"No. It's just that there are a lot of things to prepare before returning to Anyang. It's just too busy. Nothing strange."

Mu Xueyi really wouldn't be unfamiliar with her because of Zhuang Yurou's identity.

It was because she knew Zhuang Yurou's identity too well that she kept in touch with each other during the year and continued to deepen their friendship.

When Zhuang Yurou's identity was exposed, she also performed some incredible appearances appropriately.

Zhuang Yurou was so anxious to call her in person to explain: "I really didn't mean to lie to you, am I looking for a partner? Sister Mu, you can't turn your back on me. If you turn on your face, who will I work with? You? If you don't cooperate with me, I'll go undercover for nothing, and sleep with that guy Li Lulu for two years!"

Thinking of Li Lulu, Mu Xueyi couldn't help but smile.

"By the way, I've always wanted to ask you, how are you and Mr. Li after you took office?"

Zhuang Yurou sighed: "As you know, our family's market value is ten times that of Li's, and their Li family can't afford to offend my family. After she found out who I was, she was shocked for five minutes, and then took advantage of me not paying attention to it overnight. run away."

Mu Xueyi: "It's not that bad, it's because I slept with you for two years, and I didn't abuse you."

"Tsk, is this..."

Zhuang Yurou looked up at the sky helplessly.

Mu Xueyi's movement of serving the coffee stopped.

Mumbled vaguely: "She won't..."

Zhuang Yurou shrugged: "She does have that kind of hobby. But I did it voluntarily, and she was very careful and never really hurt me. I didn't mind, she was Li Lulu. Weak chicken, I can't accept the fact that I have been whipped for two years."

The thin-skinned Ge Weinong on the side had his ears red.

"..." Mu Xueyi took a sip of coffee, frowning bitterly.

She picked up the sugar cube and carefully put it into the coffee piece by piece, "Then what are you going to do?"

Zhuang Yurou's immature young girl's face revealed an unintelligible smile.

"Don't worry, I have already sent someone to arrest her. She beat me with 7324 whips in the past two years, and I remember it. When I get back, I will tie her to the place where she tied me before, one whip, one whip. , one whip, and all of them will be brought back."

Ge Weinong couldn't help sighing inwardly, this little girl is quite vengeful.

Mu Xueyi coughed dryly: "Okay, let's get down to business."

Zhuang Yurou nodded: "Yes, I specially invited you here to discuss a serious matter."

Mu Xueyi: "Speak."

Zhuang Yurou: "Yesterday I sent the 'Sky Ladder' project plan to your mailbox. Have you read it?"

Mu Xueyi: "I have seen it."

Zhuang Yurou: "Then what is your attitude?"

Mu Xueyi: "The prospect is not bad, you can give it a try."

Zhuang Yurou smiled: "That's good, as long as you nod your head, we can start to try our first cooperation."

She picked up the phone, opened an interface and handed it to Mu Xueyi.

"The chip company has already produced a small batch. The first batch of goods can be polished in the future. If you think it can be done, I will ask the California side to send this batch first, so you can take a look."

Mu Xueyi took Zhuang Yurou's phone and looked at it for a while.

"...Yes, send it. I will draw up a contract before six o'clock tomorrow afternoon and have someone deliver it to you."

Zhuang Yurou waved his hand: "Hey, just a batch of samples, what contract to sign, is it out of sight?"

Mu Xueyi smiled: "Let's sign it. Interests are involved, even if it's a dollar, don't talk about favors."

Zhuang Yurou raised her thumb: "Okay, as expected of Mr. Mu who I chose for so long, I can handle it clearly."

The two chatted about other matters of cooperation at the coffee table.

It was getting late, and the chat was almost over, so they went home.

Before leaving, Zhuang Yurou said: "Tomorrow, after signing the contract, it will take about a week to send. Let's meet here again in a week, and I'll talk to you about other details."

Mu Xueyi: "Okay."

The next week was quiet and uneventful.

Because there was no opportunity like the last business party, Mu Xueyi never saw Zhou Zhenyue again.

It's not that she doesn't want to see Ayue, it's just...

After all, Ayue was left behind twice, and she had no way of guessing Ayue's current mood.

It's not that she doesn't want to tell Ah Yue about the past year.

But if Ayue has decided to let go, or has started a new life, she can't take her own illness as a moral threat and disrupt Ayue's path on the right track.

So this time, she gave the initiative to Zhou Zhenyue.

She was serving as the little President Mu in the Mu family, living in the public eye, waiting silently wherever Ah Yue wanted to see her.

When the other party is willing, there will be an intersection.

But the wait is always painful.

…

Another nightmare.

This has been the nightmare of countless times over the years.

In her dream, she was doing the rehabilitation she had done every day for the past year. Stepping on the ground, like stepping on 10,000 pieces of glass shards, sweat and tears can wet all the shirts on the body.

But more painful than rehabilitation is the process of psychotherapy.

Constant self-doubt, constant tearing apart and reorganizing of your world.

Suppress the "crazy" part of your brain and tell yourself through the suffering day after day that you have to live.

You have to live like a normal person.

She has taken more antidepressants than she has ever eaten.

Once I put the tablet in my mouth and didn't swallow the water in time, the tablet melted a little on the tip of the tongue, which was very bitter.

too bitter.

Later, when I was doing rehabilitation, I was sweating all over.

She couldn't help thinking that after taking so many medicines, the sweat at the moment was probably bitter.

Wake up instantly.

When I woke up, the bitter taste on my tongue seemed to have not dissipated.

Mu Xueyi stared blankly at the ceiling and swallowed hard.

fine…

Fortunately, it's all over.

The phone beside the pillow rang suddenly.

Mu Xueyi broke free from the drowning feeling in the dream, rubbed her eyes, and woke up her reason.

She glanced at the caller and answered the call.

"Xiaorou?...I know it's the seventh day, but last time I didn't say I went to the coffee shop to talk about it at night..."

Zhuang Yurou smiled helplessly: "What else are you talking about, the goods were detained by customs, and this batch is considered yellow."

Mu Xueyi frowned: "What's the situation?"

Zhuang Yurou: "Look at the news two days ago, there has been an epidemic in Nevada recently. We passed through Nevada when we shipped the goods. It's a shame, we just passed by and the car door didn't open. But it just doesn't work. If the air in the epidemic area cannot enter the customs, it will be detained."

Mu Xueyi wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Just buckle it, this is not something we can control."

Zhuang Yurou chuckled: "I originally thought I was unlucky, but guess what? I asked my staff to check it out. Someone deliberately reported it to customs."

Speaking of this, her tone suddenly became playful: "Do you know who the whistleblower is?"

Mu Xueyi seemed to have guessed it.

"Hey—" Zhuang Yurou sighed, "it's your dear President Zhou Da."

Mu Xueyi: "…"

The author has something to say: President Zhou: Beating is kissing, scolding is love, dig a hole for my little girl

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Thanks to the little angel who threw the rocket launcher: 2 blame sister ahlian;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: my husband Yuan Yiqi has 1;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: 2 deer were lost in the forest; last night, the stars were like water, where is my husband Yuan Yiqi, Chen Ling, who lives in Beifu Mountain, strange sister ahlian, 10e1;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: ゛ Qiancheng Mobai ぅ 38 bottles; my husband Yuan Yiqi, 10 bottles of a song; 8 bottles of hibiscus; I love beautiful sister, sleeping fish, 1 bottle of self-deprecating;