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He answered the phone with a mournful face, "Auntie"
"What's the matter, my little baby, why does your voice sound so dejected?"
A woman's voice came from the phone. It was Mu Zhichu's aunt, who was also Mu Zhiyu's aunt.
Mu Zhiyu and his aunt are not so affectionate, but Mu Zhichu is the opposite.
With a long sigh, Mu she doesn't even have the strength to speak now, and her heart is tired.
"Pfft, let me guess, it's your brother Gu who made you unhappy again."
As the small apartment of the Mu family group's pet, it can be said that there is everything you want for medicine.
There is no other reason, Mu Zhichu is an old man, and when Mu Zhiyu was 10 years old, Mu's mother was almost 40 years old, and one day she suddenly told him that she had it!
When Mu Zhichu was born, she was born prematurely, two months early, scaring the family so much that they couldn't care about anything else.
Not long after she was born, Mu's parents surrounded Mu Zhichu all day, fearing that something might happen to her.
Not everyone said that premature babies are susceptible to various diseases, and the little princess who was finally born can't be safe.
This also formed Mu Zhichu's current character.
When I was a child, I took a fancy to the only dress left in the mall, but it was taken by other children.
Mu Zhichu was crying and yelling in the shopping mall, but refused to leave. He had to get that dress.
Mu Mu thought it was just a skirt anyway, so she bought it from the former owner at ten times the price.
The former owner's little girl was naturally unwilling, but her parents' eyes lit up after hearing the number, and they left angrily.
The poor raised their sons and the rich raised their daughters, but those like Mu Zhichu were too rich.
After so many years, there is only one thing that Mu Zhichu has never obtained, and that is Gu Jinyan.
What a perfect man, thinking of Gu Jinyan, even if Mu Zhichu didn't see him, his mind could still be filled with images of him.
In order to be worthy of him, she has really worked so hard abroad for so many years, and she is the first in everything.
Even so, it couldn't cause any waves in Gu Jinyan's heart.
"It's been so many years, why does it have to be him."
After living for so long, I no longer have the appearance of a little girl yearning for love.
"Aunt~"
Mu Zhichu has made up his mind that he must be the one, she has devoted all her youth for him, those women outside are not worthy of him at all, only she can.
"Zhichu, come down and pick me up."
The other party suddenly said that a smart mind sometimes freezes the machine.
Mu Zhichu's mind was spinning quickly, pick her up? where? Airport?
"Why don't you speak? I'm not welcome?" Then came the sound of crying.
"Hey, the child is getting older, and he doesn't like his aunt anymore. The child who hung around his aunt when he was young has changed his mind."
As he spoke, he deliberately sucked his nose twice to highlight how sad he was.
Mu Zhichu shook his head helplessly. It seemed that her aunt had come to the company.
"Okay, wait for me, and someone will come down to pick you up right away."
Ten minutes later, there was a knock on the door of the office, and Cao Qianqian followed Mu Zhichu's instructions and brought him up.
Seeing her aunt, Mu Zhichu's gloomy mood became brighter, "Auntie!"
Hugging her excitedly, Cao Qianqian went out after completing the task and having nothing to do with her.
The two of them started to get into the topic after the person left, "The girl was not bad just now."
She looks quite fresh, "You forgot, you have met once before."
It was about 6 years ago, when Cao Qianqian was still in high school.
The woman recalled it for a while, but she couldn't seem to remember it. There was only one ugly girl in her impression.
"That ugly girl?!"
With an unbelievable look on her face, she remembered that the girl had black framed eyes, her hair was tied up high, and her hairline tended to move back.
"Did she go for plastic surgery?"
? At first glance, it really has changed a little bit, the skin used to be two degrees darker, but now the whole person exudes femininity.
"Auntie, haven't you heard of the Eighteen Changes of the Women's University?"
At school, Cao Qianqian was so focused on her studies that she didn't have the mood to manage her image.
Time waits for no one, and if you waste a minute, someone else may make a question.
theShe didn't get her degree from a prestigious university today!
After arriving at university, she still devoted most of her thoughts to her studies.
It wasn't until the junior year that she began to understand gradually.
This should all be thanks to her roommate, I really can't stand it anymore.
The school also has a corresponding etiquette and make-up class, so I signed up for her.
In terms of learning, Cao Qianqian's ability is extremely good.
After half a semester, you can already leave the teacher.
After learning about etiquette makeup, she also began to feel that her image was too ugly.
This era is not only an era of ability, but also an era of appearance.
She can't only pay attention to her inner self while ignoring her own outer appearance.
The outside is as important as the inside.
For this, she also did a haircut, bleaching the hair light brown, and perming it into a small wavy head.
Sure enough, there are no ugly women, only lazy ones.
"Auntie, how long are you going to stay this time?"
Mu Zhichu's aunt is a free person, and her dream is to travel around the world.
I have never been back a few times, and even if I came back, I would not stay for two weeks.
When Mu Zhichu was young, she was not so good at running, but she was not idle, taking Mu Zhichu to play everywhere every day.
Being so close to a nearby park and far away abroad, this frightened the Mu family's parents.
What kind of terrorist attacks, plane accidents, and all the accidents that can be thought of, every time Mu Zhichu goes out with her, he is frightened and sleepless.
Among them, there is another reason, which I will talk about later.
There are always endless topics to talk about between women, and the knock on the door rang again, interrupting the conversation between the two.
"Director, this document is urgent and needs your signature."
The supervisor took two documents and handed them to Mu Zhichu.
After briefly scanning his eyes to confirm that there was no problem, he signed his name.
"Auntie, let me show you around our department!"
She really wanted to show her aunt what it looked like where she worked.
Coming to the door of the office, "This office is full of my colleagues."
The place where Su Nian is located is the office where Su Nian is, and Su Nian himself is distracted.
Everyone in the office raised their heads, Su Nian's soul had already flown out of the window, leaving only his body looking at the door.
"Hi everyone, I'm He Tian, ??the aunt of Director Mu."
Slightly smiled and briefly introduced himself. Although he is a leader, he should not be arrogant and leave a bad impression.
"Hello, aunt!" She smiled at the corner of her eyes, but her eyes were fixed on a certain place.
"Auntie, were you looking at someone just now?"
Mu Zhichu could feel that although He Tian was chatting with everyone, his eyes seemed to be looking at others.
"What's the name of the girl in the farthest corner?"
The one at the farthest corner?
"You mean Su Nian? Do you know him?"
"I don't know her, but this girl is very special."
It was so familiar, yet unfamiliar, she could clearly feel her difference.
When Su Nian regained her senses, she also looked in He Tian's direction, probably because of her lack of blood, she didn't feel anything. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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