22. Chapter 22 So what if you look at her? Do you have an opinion?!
Chapter 022: So what if she looks at her? Do you have any objections?!
But now he is staring at Mu Wanqing, what's going on?!
He was so stunned that his chin almost hit the floor. He was extremely cautious and asked tentatively: "Second brother?! What are you looking at?! Mu Wanqing?!"
Yang Mufan suddenly came back to his senses, withdrew his cold gaze and glanced at Sirius, replying: "So what if she looks at her, do you have any objections?!"
Sirius shook his head in panic: "No objection, I don't dare to have any objection. Tomorrow's itinerary has been explained. Second brother, if nothing happens, I will go back first."
Yang Mufan raised his eyebrows, put his hands in his trouser pockets, turned around and walked into the study. He said quietly: "By the way, what did you say just now?! Sorry, I was a little distracted, let me say it again..."
When Sirius heard this, his head was full of black lines and he was extremely depressed.
He opened the folder skillfully and narrated: "Tomorrow, the president of the European Mirr Group will secretly visit China to seek partners, the hotel where he will stay, and the schedule. Tianhu has already figured out everything..."
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The next day, early morning.
The fine and delicate water droplets condensed into thin white smoke, suspended in mid-air.
The hazy mist shrouded the entire mountainside, and the scenery of Jinxiu City was dreamlike and picturesque, like a fairyland.
"Move out of the way, don't block the road." The sharp scolding broke the silence of the early morning.
Mu Wanqing was kicked awake. She opened her eyes in a daze and felt a splitting headache. Her throat was stinging and painful, and it was so dry that it seemed like it could spit out fire.
She struggled to open her eyes, and at a glance she saw the housekeeper De's wife with a twisted face, glaring at her fiercely, with an expression full of contempt and disgust.
His eyes passed through De's wife and looked at the tall and straight man who was standing at the door at some point.
Yang Mufan is undoubtedly the most handsome man and the most perfect existence. Wherever he appears, everything in the world is eclipsed, and he shines more wildly and wantonly than the sun.
At this moment, he is wearing a suit and leather shoes, cold, rigorous, and domineering, as noble as a god.
She, Mu Wanqing, has no shortage of expensive suits, and she has no shortage of men who wear formal suits beautifully.
However, this was the first time she had seen a man like Yang Mufan, who wore a suit in a serious, unruly, evil, and gangster manner.
The expensive black suit made his figure, which was already more perfect than that of a model, even more upright.
Mu Wanqing stared blankly at his deep and sculpted facial contours, and couldn't help but be in a trance, her breathing gradually becoming more and more rapid.
Yang Mufan's beautiful and sexy thin lips were pursed into a straight line. He lowered his eyes slightly and lazily adjusted the cuffs of his white shirt embroidered with luxurious gold thread. He hummed in a calm voice: "Three seconds before you lie down again."
Block my way at the door, or I'll kick you out."
"..." Mu Wanqing blinked her big, watery eyes. At first she didn't understand the meaning of his words, but until she quickly noticed that he had a tendency to lift his legs, she screamed in fright and started rolling and crawling.
Shrinking to the side, "I'm sorry, I didn't notice, I'm sorry..."
Seeing her give way, Mrs. De immediately waved to the driver who had been waiting in the yard for a long time. The high-end black business car immediately stopped at the door.
And Yang Mufan, from beginning to end, didn't even look at her. He opened his long legs and strode forward. Chapter 022: So what if you look at her? Do you have any opinion?!
But now he is staring at Mu Wanqing, what's going on?!
He was so stunned that his chin almost hit the floor. He was extremely cautious and asked tentatively: "Second brother?! What are you looking at?! Mu Wanqing?!"
Yang Mufan suddenly came back to his senses, withdrew his cold gaze and glanced at Sirius, replying: "So what if she looks at her, do you have any objections?!"
Sirius shook his head in panic: "No objection, I don't dare to have any objection. Tomorrow's itinerary has been explained. Second brother, if nothing happens, I will go back first."
Yang Mufan raised his eyebrows, put his hands in his trouser pockets, turned around and walked into the study. He said quietly: "By the way, what did you say just now?! Sorry, I was a little distracted, let me say it again..."
When Sirius heard this, his head was full of black lines and he was extremely depressed.
He opened the folder skillfully and narrated: "Tomorrow, the president of the European Mirr Group will secretly visit China to seek partners, the hotel where he will stay, and the schedule. Tianhu has already figured out everything..."
*************************
The next day, early morning.
The fine and delicate water droplets condensed into thin white smoke, suspended in mid-air.
The hazy mist shrouded the entire mountainside, and the scenery of Jinxiu City was dreamlike and picturesque, like a fairyland.
"Move out of the way, don't block the road." The sharp scolding broke the silence of the early morning.
Mu Wanqing was kicked awake. She opened her eyes in a daze and felt a splitting headache. Her throat was stinging and painful, and it was so dry that it seemed like it could spit out fire.
She struggled to open her eyes, and at a glance she saw the housekeeper De's wife with a twisted face, glaring at her fiercely, with an expression full of contempt and disgust.
His eyes passed through De's wife and looked at the tall and straight man who was standing at the door at some point.
Yang Mufan is undoubtedly the most handsome man and the most perfect existence. Wherever he appears, everything in the world is eclipsed, and he shines more wildly and wantonly than the sun.
At this moment, he is wearing a suit and leather shoes, cold, rigorous, and domineering, as noble as a god.
She, Mu Wanqing, has no shortage of expensive suits, and she has no shortage of men who wear formal suits beautifully.
However, this was the first time she had seen a man like Yang Mufan, who wore a suit in a serious, unruly, evil, and gangster manner.
The expensive black suit made his figure, which was already more perfect than that of a model, even more upright.
Mu Wanqing stared blankly at his deep and sculpted facial contours, and couldn't help but be in a trance, her breathing gradually becoming more and more rapid.
Yang Mufan's beautiful and sexy thin lips were pursed into a straight line. He lowered his eyes slightly and lazily adjusted the cuffs of his white shirt embroidered with luxurious gold thread. He hummed in a calm voice: "Three seconds before you lie down again."
Block my way at the door, or I'll kick you out."
"..." Mu Wanqing blinked her big, watery eyes. At first she didn't understand the meaning of his words, but until she quickly noticed that he had a tendency to lift his legs, she screamed in fright and started rolling and crawling.
Shrinking to the side, "I'm sorry, I didn't notice, I'm sorry..."
Seeing her give way, Mrs. De immediately waved to the driver who had been waiting in the yard for a long time. The high-end black business car immediately stopped at the door.
And Yang Mufan, from beginning to end, didn't even look at her, and strode forward with his long legs.
