"She must know who I am." Cheng Lin rubbed his head and smiled stupidly.
"Not bad, you have taken the initiative." Mu Shuiling poked his arm teasingly, "When will Xiaoxiao be discharged from the hospital?"
"The day after tomorrow." He replied without thinking, and then asked, "Will you pick her up then?"
Mu Shuiling was silent for a while, then shook her head, "No, that day... I might have something to do that day, so I will leave her to you."
Wearing the same pair of pants from childhood to adulthood, she was afraid that Xiaoxiao would notice her changes at a glance, or that Xiaoxiao would talk nonsense, or... make trouble for her with Mu Guangxiong.
This is not what she wants to see.
"I'm afraid that girl will be very disappointed." Cheng Lin looked at Mu Shuiling with a little pity.
He tried his best to smile and replied calmly, "She will understand."
When we arrived at the president's lounge, things were arranged in an orderly manner. The most eye-catching thing about the empty room was the bookshelf, followed by a bedroom.
There is no excessive decoration, and the style is black and white, giving people a sense of mystery and oppression.
Just like the owner here!
Because there were other matters, Cheng Lin only explained a few words and left.
She was not told how long Sir Moss would have to hold the meeting, so she could only sit boredly at her desk and look at the scenery outside the window.
ten minutes……
twenty minutes……
half an hour...
One hour……
I waited and waited, but no one opened the door to the lounge.
Mu Shuiling yawned boredly, got up, and came to Lord Moss's bedroom.
The smell of Sir Moss was the one she was most familiar with. When she stepped into the bedroom, that familiar smell came to her.
Unable to resist feeling sleepy, I took off my shoes, slid into the warm quilt, hugged Mosjue's pillow, and fell asleep peacefully.
I don't know how long it took, but there was talk outside.
The sound lasted for a long time and even disturbed her while she was resting.
Mu Shuiling squinted her eyes that she had just woken up from, stood up, and walked outside.
"Jue, he's back."
"Um."
Before his hand touched the doorknob, he heard the angry voice of Sir Moss.
"Have we met?"
"Is necessary?"
The other voice was low and magnetic, and it was easy to tell from the conversation between the two that that man had a good relationship with Lord Moss.
"That's all, your family affairs are too difficult to understand." The man's laughter contained a bit of ridicule.
"Indeed, people from the Mo family, please don't move."
One sentence made the man nervous, "Jue, don't be so cruel, Xue'er belongs to my family."
Mu Shuiling could not understand the conversation between the two more and more, and felt that it was not kind to hide in the room and eavesdrop on others, so he simply opened the door and walked out.
"Jue..." she called softly, feeling sleepy.
Hearing the sound, the two people's eyes immediately turned to her.
Because she had just woken up, Mu Shuiling's hair was messy and her clothes were not straightened out. Although she looked a bit sloppy, her messy beauty was reflected in her body.
Seeing this scene, Lord Moss's throat tightened, and he wished he could go forward, hold her in his arms, and ravage her fiercely.
But then, when he saw her slightly lower chest, his face darkened.
"Get out." Mos Jueli narrowed his eyes slightly, and the man shuddered violently. After leaving a series of curious eyes on Mu Shuiling, he chose to leave knowingly.
"Jue, please be gentle with such a beautiful woman." Before closing the door, the man did not forget to leave a message.