"In the eyes of outsiders, you are still Yao Meier's fiancé, but you don't seem to care. You are swaying everywhere with this little girl who was once called a madman. If someone is caught and made the headlines, do you think it is good for you? Or is it good for her?"

Su Huizi lit An Yurou and spoke so sharply.

Mu Qingyu hugged An Yurou's shoulders, straightened her waist, and said seriously: "Don't worry, if there are indeed photos on the newspaper, I can announce that I want this crazy man."

"What?" An Yurou pushed Mu Qingyu away, raised her face and looked angry, "Where am I a madman?"

Seeing her little fists pounding, Mu Qingyu hurriedly dodged. An Yurou smiled and went after him, so he got into the room.

"Hahaha..." Su Huizi laughed and shouted at their backs, "You really treat my family as your own, not at all reserved."

Su Huizi really didn't expect that the cold President Mu would actually fight and make a fuss with An Yurou.

When he arrived at the living room, Mu Qingyu became serious. He sat on the sofa, picked up a book on the coffee table and read it. An Yurou followed Su Huizi into the restaurant and began to make fun of the wine and food.

Because An Yurou informed Su Huizi in the morning, Xiaoya prepared the wine and dishes tonight very richly, with a long Western dining table full of twenty dishes.

"Sister Huizi, are you called Brother Feng?"

"He was on duty and said he would come after get off work." Su Huizi went to the wine cabinet to get a bottle of century-old red wine.

"You said Brother Feng, would he be surprised to see Mu Qingyu and me?" An Yurou asked with a smile.

"Then you need to say? He likes you, you don't like him, and you even grabbed the mayor's daughter's fiancé. Who isn't surprised? I'm so shocked that my chin was taken off." Su Huizi rolled her eyes.

"I said, I won't let go." An Yurou pouted with a stubborn expression.

Su Huizi put down the wine bottle, walked to her, reached out and poked her head, "Damn girl, I've already said ugly things in front of me. If you two suffer from behind, don't cry!"

"No, we will not suffer."

"Oh, aren't I afraid you will not go well? If Mr. Mu has a mother and Yao Meier is reasonable and no one objected to you when you are together, then of course he is happy, but at the moment," Su Huizi shook her head and said bluntly, "I always feel that there are several pairs of eyes behind you staring at you, looking at you."

After listening to Su Huizi's words, An Yurou was silent.

Su Huizi always thinks more carefully and visionary than her, and she just blindly wants to pull Mu Qingyu to her side without considering who is "threatening" him behind him.

He stood too high, and if he bent down to pull you, he would fall heavily... This was also what Su Huizi said, and now when he thinks about it, he is really a little scared.

If he is not allowed to fall and get hurt, compared with the happiness he is now, what An Yurou wants to choose is naturally - don’t fall!

Seeing An Yurou's silence and a layer of gloom was covered with her face, Su Huizi realized that this topic made her feel heavy.

So she shook her hand and smiled, "I thought too much, maybe everything is not what I imagined. Mr. Mu will make some arrangements, and we must believe him."

After hearing what she said, An Yurou's eyes shined, her face was filled with a beautiful smile, and she said happily: "I'll ask him to come in for dinner."

Because he had to drive, Mu Qingyu did not drink, but poured a drink, while the two girls started drinking red wine. During the meal, he just listened to the two girls talking and laughing, with a faint smile on his handsome face.

Su Huizi drank too much wine, her face turned red, and she looked at Mu Qingyu with a smile and said, "Hey, Mu Qingyu, do you know that this dead girl used to be a little crybag?"

Mu Qingyu glanced at An Yurou, and saw that her face was blushing like a peach blossom, and her clear eyes smiled at him. He felt throbbing. In front of Su Huizi, he turned around and touched An Yurou's head.

"She's also a little crybag now."

"Yes, yes," Su Huizi felt the same way and continued to smile, "When something happens, she cries so hard, but no matter how hard she cries, the bone is still very hard."

Mu Qingyu looked at An Yurou lovingly, "Yes, she is a hard bone."

"You must love her well, take good care of her, and don't let her cry in the future." Su Huizi was really talking too much.

"Well, I will do it." Mu Qingyu actually agreed.

An Yurou happily threw herself into his arms, raised her head with a smile, moistened his chin with her fingers, and said, "Brother, you promised to take care of me in front of my sister, and you are not allowed to regret it."

Mu Qingyu pinched her chin and stroked her lips with his fingers. The ambiguous little movement made Su Huizi look in a panic. She looked at them opposite her as if drunk, and waved her hand and asked, "Yu'er, what are you calling him?"

"Call him brother." An Yurou replied happily.

"Brother Ye, right?" Su Huizi narrowed her eyes, and her hazy drunk eyes suddenly became clear and sharp.

"No." An Yurou laughed, "He is not, he is Brother Yu."

"No, he is Brother Ye." Su Huizi smiled again and pointed at An Yurou, "You must... you must have regarded him as Brother Ye, so you love him, you love him very much..."

After saying that, she covered her face again and started crying for no reason.

Mu Qingyu quickly pushed An Yurou away, got up and walked to her side, bent down and asked, "Huizi, what's wrong with you?"

An Yurou also came over and hugged her shoulders. Su Huizi picked up the wine glass in front of her, raised her head and drank it all, and then said with a smile: "I...I miss Mu Ziye too. He is our boss. If he is there, he will... protect us."

Mu Qingyu's expression shook, he stood up, and his hands slowly entered his trouser bag.

An Yurou hugged Su Huizi, wiping her tears while comforting her. Su Huizi poured wine and wanted to drink it. The tears were like a floodgate opened, and she couldn't stop it.

"Sister Huizi, is that bastard Su Mingze coming to bully you again?" Seeing her like this, An Yurou had to doubt it.

Su Huizi held the wine glass, bit her lip, shook her head and nodded, because of the silent crying, her hands kept shaking, and the wine inside was shining with waves, as if stinging Mu Qingyu's eyes.

He closed his eyes gently, and when he opened it, the foundation of his eyes was as dark as a deep pool.

He grabbed Su Huizi's wine glass and then sniffed at An Yurou, "She is drunk, help her upstairs to rest."

Su Huizi lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling with red eyes. An Yurou sat on the edge of the bed, holding her hand and said, "I know you feel uncomfortable. You have not been happy in the past few years. Sister Huizi, why don't you... it will take a while, please follow me."

Su Huizi slowly turned her face and stared at her in confusion.
Chapter completed!