Rebirth of the Pampered Wife

There are a few women who have been hanging around all year round, and seeing Mu Qingmo's expression is not right, they guess which woman Mu Qingmo has fallen into.

Upon hearing this, Mu Qingmo laughed and scolded like his friends said he was guilty, and then looked out the window in a daze.

Just like now, Mu Qingmo sat alone in the office and stared blankly at the photo on the phone.

The moment he saw the photo, Mu Qingmo couldn't help feeling the speed of time.

It was as if a dusty memory suddenly appeared in his mind, making Mu Qingmo feel a little dazed for a moment.

Mu Qingmo zoomed in on the screen with his fingers, and looked at everyone's faces seriously, until Mu Qingmo's fingers stayed on Lin still smiling happily, reluctant to press the back button.

The little girl was only seventeen, wearing a woolen curly hair that was exactly the same as Nan Sheng's, and even threatened to be fashionable, wearing a denim skirt, and grinning wildly.

There was a smile in Mu Qingmo's eyes. In the photo, he was still smiling at that time, holding two little girls' wool rolls with both hands, and his eyes were wanton.

However, Mu Qingmo had some vague memories. After taking this picture, the two little girls were dragged to the barbershop by themselves to have their hair straightened.

Mu Qingmo couldn't help but curl his lips into a smile when he thought of the aggrieved lips curled up and the accusations against him.

After saving this photo, Mu Qingmo threw away her phone, frowned and stroked her forehead, with a dejected look on her face.

He wanted to see Lin Yiran.

Even if you can't speak, you can just watch her quietly.

Mu Qingmo got up and looked out the window, his figure was reflected on the glass.

Mu Qingmo's eyes were bright, and he quietly stared at his own reflection.

In an instant, Mu Qingmo suddenly figured it out.

No matter how the Pan family and the Lin family match up Lin Yiran and Pan Yijing, in the end it depends on whether Lin Yiran is willing or not.

He knew this little girl's temper, she was very stubborn, if she didn't like it, she just didn't like it.

But if Mu Qingmo doesn't take a gamble and fights for it, will he...

Mu Qingmo wants to fight for himself, even if he fails in the end, Mu Qingmo will not regret that he was willing to take action for the girl he likes.

Thinking of this method in his mind, Mu Qingmo breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly felt a lot more enlightened.

The important thing now is how to get in touch with Lin still.

After thinking about it for a long time, Mu Qingmo couldn't think of anything, and was very irritable, so he went to the table to touch the cigarette case without thinking.

As soon as he took out one, Mu Qingmo raised his eyes.

correct!

His lighter is still there with Lin Yiran.

Looking down at Pan, Mu Qingmo bit a cigarette, shrugged his shoulders, and laughed happily.

That's right, why did I forget this.

When Mu Qingmo was biting his cigarette butt and laughing foolishly, the assistant came in at some point. Seeing Mr. Mu showing such an expression, the assistant was a little confused, but thinking that there was something else to do, he boldly patted Mu Qingmo. shoulder, "Mr. Mu?"

"Um?"

Mu Qingmo came back to his senses, the cigarette was still in his mouth.

The assistant thought that Mu Qingmo was going to smoke, but when he was about to take out the lighter, Mu Qingmo stopped him, "Don't, I don't smoke."

The assistant scratched the back of his head, puzzled, and boldly asked: "Then you are..."

Noticing the cigarette near his mouth, Mu Qingmo coughed and took the cigarette away.

Seeing that the assistant was still staring at him, Mu Qingmo became furious, and slapped the assistant on the back of the head, "You are free? I care so much, tell me, are you sent by the old man to spy on me?"

The assistant was aggrieved, "Mr. Mu, I'm not! I'm really not!"

"oops!"

Mu Qingmo glanced at the assistant in disgust, "Please brother, you are full of muscles and don't make those aggrieved expressions, okay?"

The assistant nodded, "Okay then."

Throwing the cigarettes into the trash can, Mu Qingmo asked lazily, "Tell me, is there any meeting going on?"

The assistant shook his head, "No."

Thanks to Qianxia Shiyun i for the eight tickets