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Cheng Yao looked at Mu An'an's operation, "Sister An?"
"Just choose this."
"But this option has too many disadvantages." Cheng Yao expressed his concerns, "In addition, Zhao Qiyu just debuted in the c position, let alone a few teammates in his team and the company will not let him go, even other online traffic will not let him go. he gets up.
Once the matter is exposed, Zhao Qiyu will be trampled hard. "
"Just pull it." Mu Anan didn't care, and ordered the contract of his choice.
"Some time ago, a female star said something interesting in a variety show." Mu Anan imitated the female star's words, "I should thank everyone who scolded you, it is an arrow borrowed by your straw boat, just wait Let¡¯s talk when the east wind blows.¡±
Mu Anan shrugged.
Picked it up and stood up from the seat, "Cheng Yao, this is my choice, and it is also the company's choice."
Mu An'an's attitude was very straightforward.
In the past, Mu An'an didn't take part in many matters of an.x company. Even if he participated, he only gave opinions and would not be too powerful.
Generally let Cheng Yao and the team affirm.
But this time, she is powerful.
Cheng Yao had a serious expression, "I will arrange it."
Mu Anan stepped up and prepared to leave.
Cheng Yao said, "Sister An, there is a dinner with Leo and Song Jieya tonight, if you come together, Zhao Qiyu will need to maintain a relationship with the two of them"
"You can go to the dinner, I'm not free tonight."
Mu Anan left without saying a word, and drove back to the villa.
Before returning to Zongzhengyu's villa, Mu An'an sent a message to Master Qi.
And when she sent the message, Master Qi was sitting back in the car in the small villa.
He just finished dealing with Ning Xiuyuan's matter.
From all traces and evidence, Ning Xiuyuan was indeed in a boat situation, but as Mu Anan said, with Ning Xiuyuan's paranoid character, he couldn't figure out how Mu An's disguise was at that banquet. Is definitely not leaving.
However, some clues in the investigation did show that Ning Xiuyuan existed in the capital.
Currently, the seven organizations and the special operations team are secretly searching for traces of Ning Xiuyuan in the capital.
At this time, Zong Zhengyu was thinking about the whereabouts of Ning Xiuyuan's actions, and his phone vibrated.
The man who was originally frowning, his entire expression softened after seeing the caller ID.
The eyebrows and eyes are gentle, and there is a slight smile on the corner of the mouth.
Zongzhengyu clicked on it.
Little ancestor: Come back an hour late.
When seeing this message, Zong Zhengyu raised his eyebrows slightly with an expression of interest.
Looking at the scenery outside the window, it is less than ten minutes' drive away from the small villa.
"Turn around." At the crossroads, Zong Zhengyu directly gave the order.
"Seventh Lord?"
Luo Sen didn't understand the meaning of Qi Ye's order, but he still turned around according to the order.
Looking at Zong Zhengyu from the rearview mirror, waiting for the next instruction.
"City center." Zong Zhengyu said.
Although Rosen didn't understand, he still carried out the order.
After one hour.
Rosen drove Qi Ye back.
But after Qiye got off the car, he didn't let Rosen follow him into the villa, "It's a night off."
Zong Zhengyu took off his coat and hung it on his arm, and walked directly into the house.
Luo Sen was standing beside the car, watching Qiye close the door of the main hall when he entered the villa.
Rosen was puzzled.
What the hell is this playing?
He was very curious, but he didn't dare to pry into the privacy of his own boss.
As soon as Zongzhengyu closed the main hall door of the villa, the whole room was plunged into darkness, and then a beam of light lit up on the ground, and the light sources converged into a haircut, guiding Zongzhengyu to move forward.
The corner of Zongzheng Yu's mouth curled into a smile, as if he had a premonition, he put on his coat again, and tidied up the tie that was a little loose by the way.
When stepping in with the camera, Zong Zhengyu had already put all the clothes on his body in order.
? Rigorous and formal.
Lenses of various colors guide him all the way in.
Then I saw candles placed on a rectangular white rectangular dining table in front of me.
Under the glowing candlelight, a young girl was wearing a black thick belted skirt made of velvet, black gloves on her hands, and her hair was pulled up.
A beautiful and noble little lady.
?As Zongzheng Yu slowly approached, the sound of elegant pianos sounded around.
When Mu An'an stepped on high heels and approached Zong Zhengyu, he put his left hand in his outstretched hand, his right hand circled slightly in the air, bent his knees slightly, and made an extremely ceremonial invitation gesture towards Zong Zhengyu.
In the past, whether it was an invitation to dance, a hot air balloon or a date.
Gentleman gifts are given by Emperor Zongzheng.
And this time, it was given by Mu An'an.
"Mr. Zong Zhengyu, would you like to dance together?" Mu Anan asked.
She has a small elegant smile on her face, without the mischievousness or other things of the past, just like the elegant lady formally invited her favorite gentleman at the European court banquet in the last century.
Zong Zhengyu made the same movement as Mu An'an, took Mu An'an's hand, bowed his head and kissed the back of Mu An'an's hand.
"My pleasure, Miss Mu Anan."
Following Zongzheng Yu's words, he pulled Mu An'an into his arms with a little force.
At the same time, the piano music has entered the rhythm, and Zong Zhengyu led Mu Anan to dance together an elegant and romantic waltz under the candlelight and to the piano music.
Sometimes it is gentle and lyrical, and sometimes it collides violently.
Both of them are fully engaged in this dance.
In the end, Mu An'an got down between Zongzheng Yu's legs one by one, raised his head slightly, and Qi Ye's index finger hooked Mu An'an's jaw, and the dance ended.
Both of them were panting slightly, and Zong Zhengyu's sweat dripped down Mu An'an's face.
The result is obviously an elegant and romantic waltz, but it adds a bit of intriguing color.
Zong Zhengyu bent down and kissed Mu An'an's slightly parted lips.
They entwine each other and taste each other's taste and beauty.
After the kiss was over, each other's eyes were soft and tired.
"An'an."
He called her name with special affection and nostalgia.
Mu Anan held his face and kissed him again.
But this kiss is very shallow, just with a kind of kiss.
Zong Zhengyu clasped Mu An'an's waist and brought him up.
However, at this moment, Mu An'an suddenly pushed Zong Zhengyu away.
Under Qi Ye's surprised gaze, Mu An'an knelt down on one knee.
Zong Zhengyu looked surprised.
At the same time, Mu Anan took out a small velvet box that was hidden in the skirt together. When he opened it, there was a pair of diamond couple rings inside.
"Mr. Zong Zhengyu, Mu An'an has been pleased with you for nine years, and has been thinking of taking you as his own every day. Now Mu An'an wants to invite you."
"I invite you to spend the rest of my life together, I invite you to never give up in this life, and I invite you and Mu An'an to devote a lifetime of affection and loyalty together."
"Excuse me, would you like to?"
In the last sentence, Mu Anan asked in an extremely low voice, his eyes full of anticipation and concentration.
Zong Zhengyu had proposed before, and they should have had an enviable engagement.
Unfortunately, things backfired.
Going around and going around, walking around, and finally came together again, to today.
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