After I escaped, he went crazy [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 9 The truth about "virtuous wife"?

The sun shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the balcony, casting a golden hue.Mu Yan's flat floor faces south and north, so the living room is warm in the early morning.

Song Qing was still wearing home clothes, and just as he closed the door, a small metal ball flashed out of nowhere beside him.

"It was really dangerous just now. The assistant of Luck's Son almost saw me." 669 recalled that it was still talking to Song Qing just now, but the elevator suddenly opened and Wan Fei came out. Fortunately, it flashed fast.

Song Qing glanced at him and chuckled, "What would you do if he saw you? Was it sent to the garbage station for recycling and destruction on the spot?"

669:"……"

This guy's mouth is really poisonous.

But working together for seven years, both of them know that they basically don't speak human words when they open their mouths.

669 jumped up: "I'm sorry to disappoint you. If someone other than you sees it, his memory can only be deleted, and the plot will start again."

Oh, NG remakes.That's what Song Qing hates the most.

"It's a good thing you're fast."

Otherwise, he will be punished.

There are many rules in this system. As the host, Song Qing cannot be destroyed, and the system 669 he is partnering with cannot appear in front of the third person.

"However, your reaction is quite fast." 669 rarely praised him.

Before Wan Fei appeared, Song Qing still looked lazy.As a result, the elevator "ding" sounded, and the man immediately entered the state.

"But you threw away the clothes of the son of luck, and his assistant saw it, is it alright?"

At the same time as 669 was speaking, Song Qing had already walked into the cloakroom, took out the clothes sent by a certain luxury brand yesterday, hung them up and was ready to iron them.

He carefully adjusted the sleeves of his clothes, with a smile on his face, "It's good to see."

669 was amazed, "You really look like a good wife."

Song Qing raised her eyes, with a childlike innocence in her eyes, "Isn't that what that bastard Mu Yan wants most?"

Smoothing the folds of his neckline, he inspected his toys, the corners of his mouth curled up, "I also want the uncomplaining love of 'Secretary Song', and I also want to get more power and money through marriage. He is a delicate Egoists want everything."

"But he met you." 669 deeply sympathized with the child of luck.

Song Qing raised her eyebrows and smiled coquettishly at him, "Didn't he want 'Secretary Song'? Soon, he would know whether what he took back by force was honey or poison..."

In the recent period, not only the middle and high-level employees of Hongda, but also the partners have spread that Mr. Mu seems to have changed his temper. He used to be always high-ranking and unhuman, but recently he has become more human.

The outside world has speculated that the marriage with the daughter of the Percy Group is getting closer, and when people are happy, they will naturally become more talkative.

Only Wan Fei knew that all of this was due to the guy from Longchengwan.

However, the scene that he accidentally encountered that morning was like a seed that took root in Wan Fei's heart and germinated quietly.He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell.

Ever since Song Qing resigned, Wan Fei took over his job by the way, and even followed Mu Yan all day long.On this day, he was waiting for Mu Yan to sign and approve the documents, but the female secretary of the administrative department brought coffee in. Mu Yan buried his head in the documents, and accidentally knocked over the coffee, and the brown liquid splashed out, staining a lot on the sleeves of his suit.

The female secretary looked flustered, but Mu Yan was not angry, and even said that it was her mistake.

Wan Fei was secretly amazed at the boss who cared so much for his subordinates.

You know, wherever Mu Yan went before, Hongda was always in fear.

It seems that the power of love is really great?

Wan Fei secretly thought about gossip about his boss, but moved forward very quickly to help Mu Yan take off his coat.Fortunately, it was only the suit jacket that was dirty, and the white shirt inside was fine.

After calling to inform the brand to come and collect the clothes for cleaning, Wan Fei continued to stand in front of the two-meter-long desk, waiting for his boss to approve the documents.

At this time, his eyes fell on Mu Yan's hand holding the pen, and he was suddenly taken aback.

Mu Yan just finished approving the document and raised his head, "What's wrong?"

"Oh, it's okay." Wan Fei came back to his senses and gestured to Mu Yan's cuffs with his eyes, "Mr. Mu, you really have good taste. I didn't realize that you are wearing French double-fold sleeves!"

The cuffs of Mu Yan's shirt are classic French double-fold sleeves.This design needs to be turned over and worn with cufflinks. Although it is more formal, it is also much more troublesome.

For a lazy person like Wan Fei, the shirt he chooses is the most common one-button barrel sleeve, which is simple and convenient.

Mu Yan raised his hand, his eyes fell on his cuff, and the expression on his face suddenly softened a bit. "Actually, I didn't pay much attention to it. These were all picked by Song Qing."

Ever since the two got together, Song Qing gradually took on the task of preparing clothes for him.In the past, Song Qing was his right-hand man in the company; at home, she was his virtuous "wife".

Now that Song Qing is unwilling to return to Hongda, although Mu Yan feels regretful, the more important thing is that the other party returns to Longcheng Bay and continues to be his meek and pleasant "good wife".

Wan Fei showed an envious expression, "Mr. Mu, you show your affection so brightly, I, a single dog, can't bear it anymore."

Mu Yan rarely joked: "Why, our Hongdawan assistant is still single?"

"Of course." Wan Fei took the opportunity to sell miserably: "Mr. Mu, you see, I stay in the company all day, how can I have a chance to go out on a blind date?"

Mu Yan was amused, and simply "opened up his grace": "Don't talk like I'm a hard-boiled capitalist. You don't have to work overtime tonight, and I'll 'specially approve' you to go on a blind date."

And such good things?

Wan Fei's eyes lit up.Since following Mu Yan, "not working overtime at night" has become a fantasy.It is rare to have such a good opportunity, so naturally he cannot miss it.

"Yes, thank you, Mr. Mu!"

Sure enough, love can turn a devil into an angel!

As soon as 05:30 in the afternoon, Wan Fei stepped on the spot to say goodbye to his boss.Mu Yan was infected by the joy written on his subordinate's face, so he simply gave himself a vacation and came home from get off work on time.

He naturally asked Song Qing to go home before he got off work.After entering the house, Song Qing was chopping vegetables in the kitchen.

Suddenly, this warm scene of the wife cooking and waiting for her husband warmed his heart.Mu Yan approached quietly, embracing the thin waist, sticking to the light chestnut hair, lightly biting the thin ear, "It's so early, what delicious food?"

As early as the moment of being hugged, Song Qing's whole body froze suddenly, but he quickly relaxed, and just said lightly: "I'm not busy today. Stir-fried baby vegetables, do you like it?"

His lover's subconscious reaction immediately made his face darken, but Mu Yan quickly put away his emotions and kissed the other person's face: "As long as it is done by you, I like it."

The atmosphere suddenly fell into ambiguity.

Song Qing moved her body uncomfortably, "Go wash your hands first, the soup is ready, there is water here, don't get wet."

Feeling the other party's rejection, Mu Yan suppressed his displeasure, "Okay."

Since Song Qing promised to come back, although the mode of getting along between the two is similar to before, there are always subtle differences.It's not that Mu Yan is not angry when his lover subconsciously rejects him occasionally, but he told himself that it still takes time to heal everything.

Take it easy.

Song Qing's cooking skills are undeniable. In Mu Yan's opinion, the simple three dishes and one soup are more to his liking than the meals in five-star hotels.

In the middle of the meal, the TV news that was used as the background sound suddenly broadcast: "Recently, Hongda has announced the marriage news of the chairman Mu Yan and the chairman of the American financial giant Percy Group Sophia. It is reported that the two will An engagement ceremony will be held in August this year..."

The two people who were eating stopped their chopsticks at the same time.Mu Yan picked up the remote control to turn off the TV, and the room became instantly quiet.

He looked straight at Song Qing, afraid that the other party would get angry again.But this time, Song Qing just pursed the corners of her mouth, and then showed a relieved expression, "August? That's pretty fast."

"The two sides will sign a cooperation agreement in September."

Mu Yan's implication is that this engagement banquet is the "deposit" for the cooperation between the two parties.

After Song Qing listened, she just picked up the dishes and reminded: "Well, let's eat, the dishes are getting cold."

Mu Yan should be happy that his lover is so generous and careless.But for some reason, an inexplicable unhappiness filled her whole body.

This resentment made him more ruthless in bed tonight.

By the time the flags and drums died down, it was almost two o'clock in the morning.Song Qing's whole body was dripping wet, as if she had just been fished out of the water.Mu Yan admired the rose's desire to soak in water, and his male self-esteem was greatly satisfied.

Reaching out to wrap the person in his arms, Mu Yan stroked Song Qing's light chestnut hair, and inadvertently saw the objects on the bedside table.

He frowned suddenly, "Why are you still using this watch? Didn't I tell you to change it?"

That day he took him to the French western restaurant L''AMOURETERNEL that he had booked for the birthday party, and gave out the gift that he had prepared before - Vacheron Constantin's latest men's watch of the season.

But only now did he realize that what Song Qing wore on her wrist recently was this outdated model from seven or eight years ago?

"I..." Song Qing took his hand and said softly, "This watch is not broken, I don't want to change it."

Mu Yan suddenly didn't know what to say. Although it was outdated, it was still a brand name after all. If this watch had to go on strike, how could it be the year and month?

Knowing that the other party has an opinion, Song Qing automatically snuggled into that generous embrace, explaining softly: "You know, I don't like to waste. Besides, the style you picked is too trendy, and I'm not in my 20s Young man, won't it be a joke if you wear it out?"

"Who dares to laugh at you?" Mu Yan didn't take it seriously, don't look at Song Qing's age is approaching the 3 prefix.But judging from the appearance alone, he was about 26 years old at all.

"Also, I think that model suits you best. Take it out and have a look."

The one given to Song Qing was carefully selected by Mu Yan. It is simple and generous, and it is most suitable for Song Qing's current age and identity.

He reached out to pick up the piece of the bedside table, motioning Song Qing to take out the one he gave.Seeing this, the latter had no choice but to turn around, leaned forward to the bedside table on the other side, and reached into the second drawer to fumble.

There are two low cabinets at the head of the bed, one on the left and one on the right, and Mu Yan and Song Qing each use one.Mu Yan never paid attention to what was put in these cabinets on weekdays, Song Qing was basically taking care of them.

At this time, the bedside lamp was on, and Mu Yanxing stood up and stuck to it, his eyes fell on the place where Song Qing's hand was stretched out.The black box with the "Vacheron Constantin" LOGO lying quietly on the edge of the drawer, and inside, there seems to be a small exquisite velvet box.

Mu Yan asked smoothly, "What's that inside?"

"It's nothing." Song Qing picked up Vacheron Constantin's box, closed the drawer, turned around and opened the box, "Look, how does this style suit me?"

Mu Yan's attention was drawn to this, he took out his watch and put it on Song Qing directly. "Where does it not fit? It looks good."

Song Qing's hands are fair and skinny, she looks good no matter what she wears.Mu Yan couldn't help sending a soft kiss to his lips, and the latter caressed his face, looking at his eyes like a layer of fog, hazy.

He yelled tremblingly, and Mu Yan heard that he was calling his name, and with a force, the hand wearing his luxurious gift was pressed against the pillow.

After that, the whole room could only hear the sound of heavy breathing, and occasionally a few fragmented murmurs, mixed with vaguely indistinguishable names.

Like Mu Yan's name...

Stepping into June, Dragon City looks more and more like being directly roasted on the fire.The daily temperature is basically above 35 degrees, so hot that people don't want to go out.As hot as the weather is, there is also Mu Yan's career.

Being crowned the richest man in Dragon City, he is about to get engaged to Percy's daughter, and construction of the Dragon City Commercial Center City is about to begin. One after another, this handsome face appears on the front page of Dragon City Finance and Economics almost every day.

Now, Mu Yan has become a symbol of wealth and power in everyone's mind.

On the day of the groundbreaking ceremony for the launch of the Longcheng Commercial Center City, not only provincial and municipal officials, but also leaders of many famous domestic enterprises came to participate, and the scene was extremely lively.As the project leader, Mu Yan naturally became the most dazzling protagonist of the day.

The celebrities who came to chat with him came one after another, and Mu Yan was overwhelmed.Finally, the guests began to take their seats, and he finally found a short break.

"President Mu," at this moment, a thick male voice came from behind, Mu Yan turned his head, and saw an old man standing behind him supported by President Li of Greatoo.

"Hello Mr. Li." He greeted him.This President Li was the key person who chose them between Hongda and Dongjiang, and the one next to him...

Mu Yan is famous for his photographic memory. The appearance of this old man appeared in the information he collected about Mr. Li before.It's Mr. Li's father, Song Qing's former university professor.

When Song Qing went to the university professor to clear up the relationship, Mu Yan did not go.Therefore, he "should" not know this Professor Li.

After finishing the calculation in his mind, Mu Yan stepped forward to shake hands with Mr. Li, and asked along the way: "Mr. Li, this is..."

President Li smiled and said, "This is my father. Dad, this is—"

Before Mr. Li finished speaking, this Professor Li held up his gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, narrowed his eyes slightly, "Mr. Mu, I know him."

Just as Mu Yan was about to answer, Professor Li said again: "I haven't seen you for so many years, you are still the same as before, you haven't changed at all. But Xiao Song, your secretary Song Qing has matured a lot. He used to stand Next to you, like a child, blushes when a joke is made."

Hearing this, Mu Yan's expression froze immediately.

Ever since I met Song Qing, this gentle lover has always been calm and unhurried except in bed, in other occasions, especially at work.

That Song Qing who blushed when she was teased...

He hadn't seen it.