CEO Above, Me Below

"I am annoyed when I see them."

Miyau is not happy, holding a silver fork and plunging into the tablecloth.

""

When Xiao Nian quietly looked at his movements, his brow slightly groaned, and did not know what he could say to Miyao. She turned and left to go and call Xu Bingxin to dine.

Mu Qianchu came over from inside, holding a bottle of good red wine in his hand and resting it on the table.

Miyao is embarrassed.

The two men looked at each other across the table and saw indifference and haze in the eyes of the other.

Mu Qianchu looked at him coldly and sneered, "Mr. Gong still feels that I am a threat."

"It used to be." Gong Ou also sneered with a sneer. "Now you get together with this play, I only feel sick."

""

Mu Qianchu was low and opened the cork on the bottle.

"But you are doing very well. You let the little thoughts know that the only people who really love her in this world are me." Gong Ou pulled up the silver fork tied to the table and stared at him contemptuously. "Because, I will never mix with the people who hurt her."

He also remembers the piles of the small thoughts when the flute was injured.

Wen Yan, Mu Qianchu's wooden stopper in his hand was pinched, and a pair of eyes passed a touch of embarrassment, half a sigh, he raised his face and looked at Gong Ou, "but you still want to set me to death and then quickly."

This point, he can see from the eyes of Miyako.

"Of course, I am very disgusted when there are bugs crawling on the ground. It can crawl in any dirty place, but it should not appear in my sight."

""

"Where I go, it should climb out of the way, otherwise it will be trampled to death." Gong Ou's voice is as cold as the ice front.

Mu Qianchu poured a pure color of wine in several cleaned wine glasses. "This is not China. It is just an island. There is a gun magazine on the island. Mr. Gong is not interested to take a look."

"You want to stimulate me."

Miyao sneered with disdain.

Mu Qianchu stopped talking, because Xu Bingxin and Shi Xiaonian came over, and the flute followed them, and kept his head down. The palm print on his face was still very obvious. He walked with a hint of panic and weakness.

Mu Qianchu looked at the past, and when he saw the self-confidence between the eyebrows of Xiao Nian, the feeling seemed to be born.

The former Cinderella turned into a princess.

The former princess became a Cinderella.

So dramatic.

Xu Bingxin sat in the main position, four young people sat on both sides of her, when Xiao Nian and Gong Ou sat on one side, sitting opposite Mu Qianchu and Shidi.

When Xiao Nian knew that Gong Ou didn't like this kind of occasion, thinking about rushing to finish dinner, he could almost leave the island.

"When I was 13 years old, I went to the time when I was 11 years old and 10 years old." Mu Qianchu’s voice was soft, and Xu Bingxin talked about their childhood.

Xu Bingxin listened with relish.

"I remember once when we three people went shopping together, the fish jumped and jumped and jumped on my body. The flute was scared so badly that I couldn't see it. Finally, Xiao Nian grabbed the fish and made it full. The fish of the hand, in fact, I know she is also afraid." Mu Qianchu said.

The light of the evening is getting darker.

The whistle sat on the side, and then he added a sentence with a very small voice. "Since childhood, my sister will take care of people."

When Xiao Nian looked at the whistle, the whistle lowered his head.

This kind of words can't be bought before the time you buy it. Time really makes a person change so much.

"Small thoughts really take care of people, people are gentle, it is best." Xu Bingxin was very proud to hear, and then said again, "It’s just a small age to buy food, I blame my mother is not good, I don’t know. There is still your existence, otherwise it will be good to pick you up soon."

"Mother, it’s all gone."

When the little thoughts are faint.

Miyao sat on the right hand side of Xiao Nian, and he was not happy with the food that she did not make it. He held the knife and slid it on the top and put it in his mouth.

Difficult to eat.

Then he spit it out again.

"Yeah, we were still happy when we were young." Mu Qianchu said, a pair of eyes gently look at the moment, "You can't remember, there was a year of snowing. We passed by the chubby family, they all played snowballs there, they Seeing that I am blind, I have snowballs on me. Do you remember what you did?"

When Xiao Nian did not expect that Mu Qianchu still remembered those, she smiled lightly. "I replied to them."

"It’s just a fight back." Mu Qianchu smiled and said to Xu Bingxin. "Auntie, do you know, Xiao Nian replied to them for a whole afternoon, until the evening, they desperately took the snowballs and smashed them, but they won six or seven. The boys yelled and yelled around. Until then, when it was snowing, the boys saw the little thoughts and ran, for fear of being caught up."

"Really, I can’t see that our little thoughts are so powerful."

Xu Bingxin listened to her daughter's past stories and smiled very happy. Even the dishes were not good, listening to Mu Qianchu.

"When I went home, I held her hand and found that her hand was cold. The clothes on her body were all wet. It was so cold and shivering. The clothes were wet and cold on her. She told me that she even There is no strength in undressing."

Mu Qianchu said.

"boom"

A crisp sound sounded.

Miyao smashed the knife and knife on a white plate, and everyone was shocked.

Everyone looked at him. Gong Ou’s face was so cold and cold, and a pair of dark eyes were filled with strong suffocation. He looked at Mu Qianchu coldly. “What happened then?”

He squeezed out thin lips one word at a time, and the sound was as cold as snow.

She did not have the strength to undress, what did Mu Qianchu do again.

When Xiaonian looked at the haze in the eyes of Gong Ou, he reached down and pressed his leg under the tablecloth. Miyao did not look at her, so he stared at Mu Qianchu so sullenly, "said, continue to say"

Mu Qianchu smiled low and said, "Mr. Gong wants me to say something, saying that I was a little girl that day."

"Thousands of beginnings."

When Xiao Nian frowned, interrupted the words of Mu Qianchu.

These two men must be so confronted, why not let the past pass.

"Let him say it"

Gong Ou opened coldly, and the thin lips smacked a smile like a smile.

Xu Bingxin also noticed that the atmosphere on the dinner table was a bit strange. The whistle sat there and opened low. "It was the dress that the mother changed for her sister. The sister had a high fever that day."

When Xiao Nian looked at the flute.

When the flute actually opened the game, this is much better than the audibility from her mouth. If she said so, Miyau might not believe it.

"I think so too. But Ms. Mu did not want to say too much." Gong Ou sneered and looked at Mu Qianchu in a sullen mood. "I want to stimulate me, or some people are already living in fantasy."

Live by fantasy.

Mu Qianchu’s hand holding the knife and fork was a little hard, and smiled indifferently. “Just casually say something interesting when I was young, Mr. Gong’s don’t mind.”

"When I was a child, I was a child. When I was young, I knew something. My family thought about it, but even a good girl who had to adopt a stray cat." Gong Ou said.

This is obviously not a small thought when it is praised.

It means that Mu Qianchu is only a stray cat and a stray dog.

When I was thinking, I listened.

Mu Qianchu was not angry and laughed. "It seems that Mr. Gong has no interest in our childhood. It is also that the life after the nobility is high, and the stars are arched. It is a distant sight. Of course, I don’t feel the funny things of our small family. interest."

This deliberately opened the distance between Miyako and them.

Xiao Nian thought that this dinner was extremely difficult.

During the conversation, the sky was dark, the lights lit up in the courtyard, the lights fell on the table, and they fell on every thoughtful face.

"I am not interested in a scorpion from amnesia to restoring memories, from the son of the son to the funeral dog." Gong Ou said coldly.

"Okay, eat."

Xu Bingxin has been unable to listen, and when he speaks well, he becomes a tit-for-tat.

Xiao Nian did not know how the dinner was finished. The servants pushed the suitcase to the center of the living room. When they went to the kitchen to pour water, they went to the kitchen door. She saw the flute standing there to wash the dishes.

The whistle was tied with a scarf, and a person stood silently in front of the sink to wash the dishes.

""

When Xiao Nian looked at her back with some mistakes.

"Is it incredible?"

A low, gentle voice rang behind her.

When Xiaonian turned his head, Mu Qianchu walked to her side and said, "Is there a subversive change in the situation of your sisters, but you have become more noble than her, and she has become more Yours used to be more lonely."

When I heard the sound, the flute looked back at them and continued to wash the dishes.

"Why is this?"

When Xiao Nian asked.

She thought that the performance of the whistle was not so good, and it was able to take this singular evolution into the bones.

"This is thanks to Mr. Gong."

Mu Qianchu sneered aloud. "Do you know how he put his family in a country? You can't imagine how there will be such a backward country in this era. There is no electricity, no food, no warm clothes. Public security care is particularly bad. One by six in the afternoon, there is only burning and looting on the street. They have moved home again and again, and it is a terrible fate that cannot be removed."

""

When Xiao Nian’s eyes were stagnant.

"In fact, it was better at first. Just five or six months ago, Gong Ou made another order to throw them in a more dirty and horrible place. They tried to do a little business, but others were watching. Flute is a beautiful oriental woman." Mu Qianchu said that he would not go down here, and the following content is self-evident.

""

When Xiao Nian stood there, his body was a little cold.

She didn't think that when the family suffered, she just wanted the flute not to appear in her own sight, and don't make those dirty means to herself.

Miyao has revenged for her.

"Now, you know why the whistle has become like this." Mu Qianchu smiled bitterly and looked at it when he was young. "It is good that she has not died."

When Xiao Nian heard chills, "That parents"