"Really? Mr. Mu, I think I need to remind you something. My current name is 'Ouyang Manqing', not 'Ouyang Yiman'!"
Ouyang Manqing smiled coldly and glanced at him indifferently.
"Silly Manman, do you think I can't do anything to you like this?" There was a hint of softness in the deep voice, and the eyes that looked at Ouyang Manqing were shining with gentle waves.
"Even if your name has changed, your appearance has changed, everything has changed. But the blood flowing in your body cannot change, and the DNA in your body cannot change. I can restore your DNA at any time if I want.
Identity." His unique voice carries a hint of irresistible majesty.
Ouyang Manqing's eyes suddenly turned cold, and the expression on his face was slightly ###.
She has grown up in the Mu family since she was a child, and is very aware of the capabilities of the Mu family, and she is even more aware of Mu Niancheng's capabilities.
Although Mu Niancheng's company is only developing in China for the time being, and its scale does not seem to be very large, his power has already extended abroad. Coupled with the identity of "Muleng Rui's son"
, it becomes even easier for him to do whatever he wants.
As long as he waves his hand, the economic leaders in New York will definitely cooperate. As long as he makes a phone call, he may face unemployment or even be deported from the country in the next second.
"Mu Niancheng, what do you want to do?!" His cold eyes contained no trace of warmth, and his cold words were full of unfamiliar tones.
What is he doing now? Is he trying to force himself to go back in this way? But why does he want her to go back? Isn't his purpose just to leave him?
She had already chosen to leave him, why would he do such a thing?
There was a cloud of doubt lingering in Ouyang Manqing's heart. She could not guess what he was thinking. In other words, she had never guessed what he was thinking.
"What do you think I want to do?!" The low voice was filled with a hint of helplessness.
Mu Niancheng thought that he had made it obvious enough, but judging from the current situation, the roses he gave away every day were in vain, and the "discussions" with Ouyang Chen every day were in vain.
She didn't understand what she meant at all!
"Mu Niancheng, you are really... boring!"
In her mind, she thought of his attitude towards her and what he had done in recent days. Her heart suddenly skipped a beat. It felt like something was scratching the top of her heart. In the end, she just
I can say these few words calmly.
Mu Niancheng didn't speak anymore, he just looked at her steadily, his eyes looking straight into hers, as if he wanted to understand her inner world through his eyes.
"Mu Niancheng, if you are really too free, go and do more charity work. If you hurt innocent people, be careful and you will suffer retribution..."
With a cold voice and a strong sense of alienation, she took a few steps back, turned around, and left without a trace of nostalgia.
Mu Niancheng looked at her back intently, his eyebrows tightly drawn together, and said nothing.
In his impression, Ouyang Yiman was always well-behaved, even a little submissive. She would agree to whatever he said and would never say "no".
This was the first time that she had said such disrespectful words to him. However, he did not feel angry. On the contrary, there was an inexplicable emotion spreading.
Manman, do you think I will give up like this?
Impossible!
You are mine, you were before, you are now, and you will be even more in the future! You can only be mine!
I will definitely let you come back to me!
After this unpleasant incident, the two did not see each other for several days.
On this day, Ouyang Manqing was playing with his son at home after get off work, when he suddenly received a call from the editor-in-chief.
The content of the phone call was very simple. It said that a popular female movie star had appeared in New York's Chinatown, and she was accompanied by a man. Then she asked Ouyang Manqing to rush to Chinatown as soon as possible to follow up on the news.
"No, editor-in-chief, didn't we agree that I don't have to work overtime this month?"
"It happened suddenly. At worst, I will give you a few extra days of vacation next month!"
"Doesn't anyone else have time?" Ouyang Manqing was a little helpless. It wasn't that she didn't want to work overtime.
However, except for her colleagues and the landlord, she doesn’t have any close friends in New York. If she goes to work overtime, who will she leave her son to? Normally, she can leave her son to Jack, but now he has too much time to take care of himself.
How could she have the nerve to cause trouble for him?
"Everyone else has gone to follow up on other news. Manqing, I know you attach great importance to the time alone with your son... But, if there was no real manpower, I would not be able to arrange for you to go!" said the person on the other end of the phone.
The editor-in-chief seemed a little helpless. It was a bit cowardly for an editor-in-chief to do this. She asked her reporters to follow up on the news, but she had to give her benefits.
There is no way, who makes her the smartest and most "trickster" person in the magazine?!
"Okay, I get it!" One night of overtime work in exchange for a few days of vacation is still a good deal!
As soon as Ouyang Manqing hung up the phone, Ouyang Chen immediately came over, leaned his little head on her thigh, and asked softly, "Mommy, are you going to work overtime again?"
"Well, Chenchen, I'm really sorry, because there is some news that I need to follow up on."
"Oh..." Ouyang Chen responded in a low voice, with a hint of displeasure in his soft tone.
"Chenchen, Mommy..."
Just when Ouyang Manqing was hesitating whether to stay at home with his son, Ouyang Chen spoke again, "Mommy, don't worry, I can be home alone."
The little head was raised, and the fleshy little hands patted his chest, looking like a little adult.
Ouyang Manqing pulled her lips and smiled, saying nothing. While packing her things silently, she quickly searched in her mind for someone who could trust her son with confidence.
After eliminating one candidate after another, she finally targeted Mu Niancheng.
"Chenchen, mommy will take you to Mr. Mu's house later. You will stay there for a while. Mommy will pick you up as soon as she finishes work!"
"Is it Mr. Mu next door?" The little guy raised his head and spoke softly, with a hint of cunning flashing in his dark eyes.
"Um."
"Okay." Ouyang Chen nodded obediently, with various ideas already flashing through his mind.
He has long disliked Mr. Mu next door, but he has never had the chance to punish him. Now that such a good opportunity has been presented to him, how could he let it go!?
Hearing his answer, Ouyang Manqing breathed a sigh of relief.
After putting on her bag and locking the doors and windows, Ouyang Manqing took Ouyang Chen's hand to the next door. After hesitating for a long time, she pressed the doorbell.
Ouyang Manqing felt very uneasy. Since Mu Niancheng knew her identity, he must also know Chen Chen's identity. She was not sure what he would do to Chen Chen. However, in the current situation, she seemed to only
I can give my son to him.
Just let Chenchen stay here for a while, it should be fine, right?
Soon, Mu Niancheng opened the door wearing home clothes. When he saw her, he was a little surprised.
In the past few days, he almost didn't go out. On the one hand, he was busy dealing with the matters handed over by Ye Feng; on the other hand, he also wanted to give them a buffer time.
She took the initiative to come to him, which surprised him a bit.
"Uh, um...Mr. Mu, the magazine has a news story that I need to follow up on temporarily, and it's not convenient for me to take Chen Chen with me. So... can you please help take care of him?"
Ouyang Manqing asked a bit cautiously. She didn't know what kind of character Mu Niancheng was now, so she wasn't sure what kind of answer he would give her.
"Come in!" Mu Niancheng said calmly, but this was directed at Ouyang Chen.
"Then it's hard work!" Ouyang Manqing said softly, "I'll pick him up as soon as I finish work! Chenchen, you have to be good here..."
"Well, goodbye, Mommy, please be careful on the road!"
"Yes." She agreed lightly and waved towards Ouyang Chen. She turned around and left quickly.
Two figures, one big and one small, stood at the door, looking at the direction in which she was leaving. The light stretched their shadows.
It wasn't until Ouyang Manqing was no longer seen that they withdrew their sight.
The two people looked at each other at the same time. Their eyes collided in the air, and sparks flew out. There was a faint smell of gunpowder smoke before the war started.
Ouyang Chen took the lead to retract his gaze, snorted coldly, turned his head away, and walked towards the room without saying a word.
Looking at the small back, Mu Niancheng raised his lips, showed a faint smile, shook his head helplessly, and followed into the living room.
Ouyang Chen was not polite at all, shaking his little head and looking around the room.
I originally thought that a man's room would be messy, but as it turned out, it was almost as tidy as my own home. The idea of mocking him was immediately abandoned.
After the little guy came in, Mu Niancheng didn't entertain him and just continued to deal with the official affairs piled up on his hands.
About ten minutes later, Ouyang Chen rushed to Mu Niancheng's side, tugged at the hem of his clothes with his little hands, raised his little head, and said softly, "I'm thirsty!"
A child, after all, was still a child, how could he be as calm as an adult? Seeing that Mu Niancheng was only busy with the things at hand and ignored him at all, he had no choice but to take the initiative on his own.
"Didn't your mother teach you that you should learn to be polite when asking for help?"
Mu Niancheng spoke in a low voice, with a touch of doting in his eyes. How could he not feel his son's rejection of him? Since head-on confrontation is not a good solution, it is not necessarily impossible to use roundabout tactics.
"Uncle, I'm thirsty!" Ouyang Chen flattened his mouth, looking a little reluctant.