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884. Chapter 884 The red coin lying in the drawer of Yang Mufan

In the master bedroom on the fourth floor, Sister-in-law De opened the door and took her into Yang Mufan's exaggeratedly large dressing room. She whispered: "You can help the young master choose. In addition to basic formal clothes, shoes, and ties, there are also

There are belts, watches, cufflinks..."

Mu Wanqing nodded, quickly entered the cloakroom, and began to choose carefully.

Although formal attire for work and work is almost always suits and leather shoes. Wearing one casually makes no difference.

However, Yang Mufan has always been picky and demanding.

Even if the effect is similar when worn, he still has to make it unique in very small details.

So Mu Wanqing was in a room full of hand-made and expensive suits, and she tried her best to select them.

She finally chose a set of white shirts with luxurious gold threads embroidered on the collar and cuffs. It was cold, serious, yet uninhibitedly noble.

Sister-in-law De was very satisfied with the clothes Mu Wanqing chose for Yang Mufan. When Mu Wanqing handed them over, she immediately carefully placed the clothes in her arms.

Next, Mu Wanqing selected other accessories.

She frowned and walked around in the cloakroom.

When she chose her shoes and opened a large row of drawers neatly displaying various types of watches and cufflinks, Mu Wanqing almost found herself in the dazzling array of gemstone cuffs in a second.

Locked: Lying quietly in the corner, alone on the ruby ​​cufflinks.

That cufflink was exactly the same as the one lying in the drawer of her bedside table.

Mu Wanqing stared straight at it without blinking.

It seemed a little unbelievable that Yang Mufan would always keep this cufflink.

Sister-in-law De noticed her standing there for a long time and thought she was intimidated by Yang Mufan's various cufflinks and watches inlaid with gems and didn't know how to choose.

So she stepped forward and kindly wanted to help her with some advice.

Unexpectedly, when she got closer, she discovered that Mu Wanqing's eyes were staring straight at the lonely cufflink.

Sister-in-law De frowned and explained instinctively: "The pair of cufflinks were originally the young master's favorite, but three years ago, they accidentally dropped them and couldn't find them. Later, the young master specially looked for them to make jewelry.

The top designer of cufflinks re-customized another cufflink, but when the cufflinks came out, the eldest young master was not satisfied at all. You also know that the eldest young master is very picky, and he went back and forth twelve times, and finally gave up.

As for the cufflinks, the young master did not give an order to throw them away, so he kept them alone."

After listening to Mrs. De's explanation, Mu Wanqing's eyes suddenly became sore and painful, as if some liquid was about to overflow from her eyes.

She discovered for the first time: It turned out that admired Mu Fan was so nostalgic.

She discovered for the first time: It turns out that admiration for Fan can be so persistent in liking something.

She discovered for the first time: It turns out that admiration for Fan is not so free and easy that he can let go of everything.

She discovered for the first time: It turned out that she admired Mu Fan and didn't mind... being incomplete...



In the end, Mu Wanqing only picked out clothes, shoes and belts for Yang Mufan, but not any other accessories.

Seeing Mrs. De's hesitant lips moving, Mu Wanqing lowered her eyes and looked at the clothes and shoes in her arms. She whispered: "He looks best when he is not wearing a tie."

Yeah, that way he doesn't look so cold and intimidating."

On the way downstairs, you can see the luxuriously decorated, grand, layered and stylish corridors, with low and rhythmic footsteps echoing softly.

Sister-in-law De and Mu Wanqing were walking side by side. When they were about to go down to the second floor, Sister-in-law De suddenly said something like this for some reason: "The eldest young master sleeps on the fourth floor every night, even in Europe."

As soon as Mu Wanqing heard this, she turned around and headed towards Yang Mu'an's room, and her back suddenly became unusually stiff...

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Three days later.

The sun in late autumn is not as fierce as in summer, nor as cold as in winter, but warm and comfortable on people's bodies.

Xishangyuan.

Near noon, Mu Wanqing was sitting in the restaurant on the first floor, having lunch face to face with her son.

Seeing Sister-in-law coming out of the kitchen, carrying an exaggeratedly large lunch box, she asked directly without thinking, "Sister-in-law, do you want to go to the company to deliver lunch to Mu Fan?!"

Mrs. De nodded.

Mu Wanqing blurted out: "Let me deliver it for you."

As she said that, she stopped eating, stood up with a "hoo!", and then flew in front of De's wife. Without allowing her to recover, Mu Wanqing had already rushed to the door with the lunch box in hand.

Mu Wanqing walked quickly and shouted loudly: "An'an, you're gone. Haven't you been clamoring to see your uncle these past few days?! Mom will take you to find your uncle."

Yang Mu'an was stunned for a moment, then his short body slid down from the high dining chair, and then "dong dong dong" made Mu Wanqing chase after her.

Maybe I was too excited and ran too hastily.

Then, the little slippers on his feet flew off.

Sister-in-law De saw the little slippers drawing a high parabola in mid-air, causing Yangmu An to stumble. She and the maids behind her were so frightened that they exclaimed in unison: "Young Master An An, be careful!!!!

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Fortunately, Yang Muan only staggered a few steps and did not really fall.

Then they raised their hands and patted their chests while exhaling heavily.

After they regained their composure, they realized that in just a few seconds, they were already dripping with cold sweat.

Fortunately, I didn't get dropped!!!!

If he fell down and broke his nose or chin or something, and Yang Mufan knew about it, then... the sky above Xishang Courtyard would be covered with a thick and thick black aura of killing again.

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On the way to the company, Mu Wanqing and Yang Muan were both in good moods. Mother and son sat in the back car, singing "Little Apple" together. When they were about to arrive at the company, Mu Wanqing touched Yang Muan's little head, and then

He whispered: "An'an, when you see your uncle later, remember to be sweet with your mouth, you know?!"

"Yeah." Yang Muan nodded obediently.

Mu Wanqing said: "You can't complain about uncle like last night. He only stayed with Shengsheng in the hospital and didn't come back to fly with you. Mom told you that Shengsheng was seriously injured and uncle had to stay in the hospital to take care of him.

.An'an, you have grown up and have been sick before. Do you understand that Sheng Sheng needs a father?!"

"Yeah." Yang Muan nodded solemnly.

Mu Wanqing immediately smiled so much that her eyes curved into beautiful crescent shapes. She said with some pride and satisfaction: "Oh, who gave birth to such an obedient, handsome and elegant little boy?! How can he be so considerate and warm-hearted?

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Ps: 2000 words.


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