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"I specially asked the kitchen to make porridge, and I haven't had it for a long time."
Mu Anan was afraid of being seen as a problem, so he tried his best to find a topic, "I went to drink that Buddha Jumping Wall porridge with Brother Chen and Professor Zheng Cheng, and it tasted very good. I don't know how our kitchen made it?"
When Mu Anan was thinking about it, Zong Zhengyu was staring at her all the time, so she showed no sign of acting at all, and took people to the kitchen.
The servant has already brought two bowls of porridge.
Zong Zhengyu helped Mu An pull out a chair for her to sit beside.
Although Zong Zhengyu didn't say anything, the look in Mu An'an's eyes made the message clear: I know you have something to do.
Mu An'an avoided talking about it, and Zong Zhengyu didn't take the initiative to bring it up.
After a meal, each thoughtfully finished eating.
What Mu Anan meant was that he was tired and wanted to sleep, so before Qi Ye could speak, he found an excuse to go up the stairs.
As a result, just halfway through, Zong Zhengyu suddenly stepped forward, hugged Mu Anan from behind, and led him out of the house.
Mu Anan exclaimed, "Qiye, what are you doing?"
Zong Zhengyu did not answer, and carried him out of the villa to the backyard.
Originally, the backyard of the villa was not repaired much, but after Mu An'an came, the backyard of the villa was carefully taken care of.
All are built according to Mu Anan's favorite style and favorite flowers.
The main reason is that Mu An'an is free and always likes to take a walk in the backyard.
Zong Zhengyu put him down and looked at Mu Anan, "Anxious before marriage?"
Mu Anan was taken aback.
"Or, fear of the engagement banquet?"
Mu Anan pursed her lips.
"Or, worried about the old man?"
Zongzhengyu missed three questions in a row, and Mu Anan probably understood that Qiye was always worried about her pre-marital anxiety, or worried about Zongzheng's family.
I also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"A little bit." Mu Anan said smoothly, "It's just a little emotion, and it will disappear soon."
She raised her head and raised her smiling face, "Little Princess Yuyuanyuan, you can't be afraid of anything."
"It's not the little princess of Yuyuanyuan." Zongzhengyu corrected, "It will be the seventh young lady from now on."
"An'an."
Mu An looked at Zong Zhengyu quietly.
He said, "I know you've always cared about Gu Xi, but that's all from the past, understand?"
Mu An missed a beat in his heart, and was a little surprised that Zong Zhengyu took the initiative to mention Gu Xi.
People from the past.
Mu Anan subconsciously touched the small box in the pocket of his coat.
The photos about Zong Zhengyu and Gu Xi's youth lay quietly inside.
But the man in front of her stood in front of her, gave her everything, and told her plainly that Gu Xi was just in the past, telling her that he was willing to heal the past for him.
He gave her all of himself, what else would she have to lose?
Mu An'an chuckled, and while tiptoing, he wrapped his hands around Zong Zhengyu's neck and threw himself into his arms.
Seventh Master took advantage of the situation and hugged him.
Mu An said sullenly, "Qi Ye, I was wrong."
"Well, if you know your mistakes, you can correct them, and you have a good attitude."
Mu Anan laughed with a 'puchi', "Qi Ye, you can still joke."
Zong Zhengyu didn't say anything, just hugged Mu An'an with a smile.
The two of them took a walk in the backyard for a while, and then went upstairs. Zong Zhengyu took a temporary work call and had to go to the study to deal with it.
Mu Anan took the lighter to the bathroom while taking a shower.
She stood in front of the mirror, burned the photos one by one with a blank face, and finally turned on the faucet to wash them away.
Totally ruined these photos.
Just like Mu Anan's mood, all the influence brought by Gu Xi was destroyed
Zongzheng old house.
The old man has been feeling more and more physically unwell in recent days, and his mental state is getting worse day by day.
Zongzhengjia's medical team has been stationed in the old house to observe the progress of the old man's condition from time to time.
There is an old heart problem, and the old man is too old to have a major operation, so he can only be warmed up a little bit.
When Ning Xiuyuan walked out of the old man's room, he saw a servant holding a soup bowl, ready to serve the old man for tonic.
Ning Xiuyuan waved his hand, "Go down, the old man has already rested."
The servant nodded and stepped back.
In the old house?, according to the weight of words, besides the old man, it is the most trusted bodyguard around the old man, Mr. Ning.
Ning Xiuyuan dismissed the surrounding servants, leaving only the medical team to guard the old man, and went directly upstairs to the room.
As soon as the door was opened, there was someone who had been waiting for a long time.
As soon as Ning Xiuyuan closed the door, the man said respectfully, "Mr. Ning, the things you asked to send have been delivered to Qi Ye's villa, and the people over there reported that Miss An An has already seen it."
"And then?" Ning Xiuyuan tore off his tie and walked to the window.
All the windows in his room are tightly blocked by venetian fans.
Even in the daytime, it is the same.
And in the room, compared to the luxury and high-end decorations in other rooms of the old house, Ning Xiuyuan's room was completely empty and empty.
The only thing is the blanket spread casually on the ground, which is used for him to sleep on weekdays.
But even so, he still stepped on those blankets relentlessly with his shoes on.
"Mr. Ning, that lady seems to be hiding things. There was no quarrel or cold war with Master Qi. After supper, the two of them even took a walk in the backyard together."
When the other party reported, Ning Xiuyuan was pressing open a small opening of the venetian fan with his hand.
Looking downstairs from this seat, I just saw the seat in the backyard of the old house.
Another person in the room asked again, "Mr. Ning, do you want to give that thing directly to that young lady tomorrow"
Ning Xiuyuan waved his hand, "Send the photos over again."
"Mr. Ning, this means"
Ning Xiuyuan turned his head, with a coquettish smile on the corner of his mouth, "If you ruin it once, just remind it again."
"But this"
"Are you teaching me how to do things?"
"The subordinates dare not."
"Is it true that you don't dare or fake that you don't dare?"
Ning Xiuyuan walked towards that person slowly, "Really, I can take a look at your heart, and I'll confirm it after reading it"
Having said that, Ning Xiuyuan's expression sank, and at some point he took out a knife in his hand, and the cold blade reflected the sharpness, which happened to shine on the man's frightened face.
In the next second, the knife stabbed into the heart without hesitation
In the next few days, Mu An'an lived very peacefully.
Except, I keep receiving photos of Gu Xi and Zong Zhengyu.
Mu An'an collected it calmly every time, and then told the housekeeper that Zong Zhengyu didn't mention the matter, and burned it directly overnight.
By the way, I sent a burnt photo to Ning Xiuyuan.
Mu An'an: I have a lot of lighters in my house.
At first, Mu Anan thought that the photo was sent by the old man, but he asked Yao Ji to keep an eye on the person delivering the courier, and directly investigated the old house according to this line.
The man stayed in the old house for a day before he saw the people from Ning Xiuyuan come out and deliver this thing to the courier.
At the same time, Mu An'an also discovered that Ning Xiuyuan was really sick and delicate, and his way of doing things was unimaginable.
For example, when talking about photos, people insisted on taking them from him every day, and then sent them to Qiye Villa by special courier.
There must be no less steps in the project.
Just as Mu Anan was thinking, the phone vibrated.
Ning Xiuyuan replied.
Seeing the content of the reply, Mu Anan almost smashed the phone. (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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