Blessed To Have Each Other In This Life

The days of preparing for the banquet were calm.

Mu Zi went to school as usual, but never met Mu Zening again, but often met Mu Ling who came back from get off work on time from the company.

Mu Ling always holds a folder or a laptop in his hand, and looks like a conscientious white-collar worker. It seems that Mu Zening really intends to hand over the company to Mu Ling. At least, he arranges for Mu Ling to enter the family company instead of fighting. The position of soy sauce, but the real thing.

When school was over in the evening, the driver had just parked the car, and Mu Zi saw Mu Ling coming back in the car.

When they met face to face, Mu Ling couldn't avoid it, pretending to be calm and yelled in a low voice: "Little aunt."

Mu Ling seemed very afraid of Mu Zi, which made Mu Zi very puzzled.

"Recently busy?" Mu Zi took the initiative to talk to Mu Ling.

"Um...not too busy, but I just got in touch with these things, and I'm a little bit unable to start." Mu Ling smiled, with a very humble attitude, "Most of the work has to be taken home and let Sanshu teach me."

Mu Zi couldn't help asking: "He is at home every day?"

Mu Ling nodded and said of course: "Yes, Sanshu is at home every day. When there is something in the company, he also holds online meetings at home."

"Oh, so..." Mu Zi thoughtfully.

The two parted, and Mu Zi returned to the Xiaoyang Mansion alone, suspicious in his heart.

Mu Zening is too quiet...

Quiet, as if there was no such person.

Thinking of this, Mu Zi turned his head and looked out the window subconsciously-the curtains of Mu Zening's room were half-hidden and dark, without a trace of light.

She laughed at herself, thinking that she really likes to worry about herself. Mu Zening did not move. Isn't it what she expected?

...

A few days later, it was Saturday, which was also the day when Mu's family held a banquet.

The guests in the lobby are like clouds, and the music is light and cheerful.

Mu Rongxuan deliberately wore new clothes, decent and energetic, and greeted the guests with a bright face, as if the person who was admitted to the training institute was not Mu Zi but him.

Mu Ling also dressed exquisitely and beautifully. This is her first official appearance after recovering from illness. If she performs well, it will be good for her reputation in the future.

Mu Yun did not appear.

A miscarriage is very harmful to a woman. It is necessary to socialize at the banquet, to greet, drink, and to dance in high heels. Everything is very tired. Mu Yun simply complains of illness and stays in the room to rest. Of course, she was severely scolded by Mu Rongxuan for this.

Mu Zi was wearing a lavender lace gauze dress, standing beside Bai Wei in a fresh and graceful manner, greeting familiar guests.

Since most of the people here today are her classmates and friends, Mu Zi's smile is a bit more sincere, but with a little regret in his heart, Murong Cheng is still with him in the hospital today.

However, even if there is no matter with Huo Zheng, Murong Cheng is afraid that he would avoid such banquets, because it is impossible to guarantee that he will meet people who know Huo Rong.

As I was thinking, I heard Mu Ling's crisp voice: "Uncle San, you are here."

Mu Zi looked sideways and saw Mu Zening slowly come down the stairs.

He was still dressed in black: a dark gray shirt on the inside, a black dress and black shoes on the outside.

When I raised my hand to take the wine, a section of my wrist was revealed. The original Swiss watch is no longer there. Instead, it is replaced by a worn-out bracelet with a few round and simple sandalwood beads tied to the rope, which is also black.

Mu Zening’s eyes were deep and gloomy, and there was an indescribable somber temperament on his body. When he passed by Mu Zi, he smiled in a low voice, “Why didn’t Murong Cheng come? Is it because he plays the two roles alone? too tired?"

Mu Zi's heart fluttered, and her eyes immediately became cold for a few degrees.

"It's not hard to guess." Mu Zening smiled and bowed his head to whisper to her, "The only person who knows that Qiao Jingjia has called is Murong Cheng except me and you. Qiao Jingjia told me before her death that she was instructed by the Huo family. , I found some news photos of the Huo’s Patriarch... Heh, although the two people are slightly different, they can still be seen if they are carefully distinguished."