Daily Life of the Wealthy

038

At 1 am, the car drove into the Yilian Garden.

There are four people in the car. The driver, Uncle Rong, is in the driver's seat and is responsible for driving. Xu Qingli is in the co-driver's seat. From time to time, she turns her head to look at Mu Jiurong and Xu Zhao in the back row. Xu Zhao was already lying on his stomach, paralyzed supinely on his seat, drunk and unconscious. Compared to Xu Zhao's lack of manners, Mu Jiurong, who also had a high drink, still looked very personable. He held his forehead by holding his hands, and closed his eyes to rest.

The car stopped, Mu Jiurong opened his eyes.

Xu Qingli quickly got out of the car and went to the back seat to open the door: "Brother Jiu Rong, how do you feel?" The voice was tender and soft.

She also wore a dress to attend the banquet tonight, with a design of shoulders, exposing the shoulders and a small section of milk, ditch, freshness. Many people stared straight at her tonight.

The banquet was an informal business banquet, and the scene was a bit chaotic. Mu Qingrong always took Tan Qianru with him. However, it is rare that Tan Qianru is unwell and cannot go together. Xu Qingli voluntarily stated that she could replace her. This is the first time Xu Qingli has the opportunity to become Mu Jiurong's female partner alone, she will never give up this opportunity.

Mu Jiurong was indispensable. Seeing her ability to work was pretty good, she nodded in agreement. Xu Zhao didn't agree, but Mu Jiurong nodded, and Xu Qingli was eager to try again, so she had to pass her an explanation, tell her to be smart and follow them.

It is a pity that Xu Qingli was really inexperienced in dealing with such occasions and was caught in the wrong place and forced to drink. Mu Jiurong and Xu Zhao could not leave her alone.

Xu Qingli was annoyed that she was holding back, but also pleased that Mu Jiurong was standing in front of her for her.

And even after socializing and eating, Mu Jiurong quit his home at about the same time, and didn't stay with those who started to show ugliness. Those people did not dare to embarrass him, and at most he coaxed him to drink two more glasses, and sent him away with a good voice.

Xu Qingli could clearly see the admiration in the eyes of the women present. They seemed to be sighing: Why did they fail to become Mrs. Mu?

Xu Qingli couldn't help thinking: when can she be Mrs. Mu?

All night, with her so cautious temperament, she also showed no affection to Mu Jiurong.

However, Mu Jiurong looked the same as usual, in fact, his eyes were slightly straight, apparently already drunk, and he did not notice Xu Qingli's abnormality at all.

Xu Qingli reached out to help him, he handed her directly to her.

Mu Jiurong can stand firm by instinct. Xu Qingli doesn't need to push hard, holding his arm against his body, feeling a dream come true, his face flushed with excitement.

Uncle Rong wanted to help, Xu Qingli cleverly blocked: "Mr. Mu is all right, I'll be fine. Uncle Rong, please take care of my brother."

Uncle Rong saw Mu Jiurong's face calm, and without objection, he should not insist.

Xu Qingli helped Mu Jiurong walk all the way into the house, hoping that the road under her feet would be longer, preferably without end.

She thought she could send Mu Jiurong directly to the study lounge. At this hour Mrs. Mu should have fallen asleep. In the past, Mu Jiurong came back late, and did not disturb Mrs. Mu to go to the study lounge to sleep for one night. The supporting facilities in the lounge are well-furnished and more spacious and comfortable than the guest rooms.

I didn't want to go up to the second floor, and Mrs. Mu, dressed in a home dress, greeted me.

Xu Qingli was taken aback, and immediately converged, and smiled casually: "Mrs., haven't you slept yet?"

Mrs. Mu nodded at her, looked at Mu Jiurong with concern, and stretched out her hand: "How did you drink like this?"

Mu Jiurong took her hand and pulled her into her arms: "Zhen Er ..." Then he said nothing, and the whole person lay on her body relaxedly.

Xu Qingli fell to the side instantly and solitary.

The stairway was lit with a warm yellow lamp, and the lamp had not been turned off before the master of the house arrived. Under the warm light, Mu Jiurong and Mrs. Mu leaned intimately together, as if they were ridiculous, and they seemed to be inaccessible.

Xu Qingli's good mood suddenly disappeared. Looking at Mrs. Mu, her eyes were dark.

Seeing Mrs. Mu holding up and relaxing Mu Jiurong was a bit struggling, Xu Qingli quickly went over and took a hand. Mrs. Mu smiled sorry for her.

The two joined forces to bring Mu Jiurong to the master bedroom.

Mu Jiurong lay in bed and fell asleep immediately. Xu Qingli watched Mrs. Mu take off his shoes like an outsider, and unbuttoned his shirt to make him sleep more comfortably ...

Mrs. Mu found that Xu Qingli was still standing aside, and she whispered, "Thank you tonight, Qingli."

"This is what I should do." Xu Qingli said, "I'll get you a hot towel." He said without waiting for Mrs. Mu's reaction, and turned into the bathroom.

Mrs. Mu is a little strange. It's not appropriate for Xu Qingli to stay like this. With her usual cleverness, she should avoid it early. But she was so attentive that Mrs. Mu could not catch people for a while.

Of course, Xu Qingli knew that she should leave, and she couldn't lie here to avoid being noticed by Mrs. Mu. But the gods pushed the ghosts in general, and she didn't want to leave like this, but she didn't know what she could do.

After deliberately dragging in the bathroom for a while, when Xu Qingli took out the hot towel, Mrs. Mu was no longer in the bedroom, and only Mu Jiurong and her clothes were lying on the bed.

Xu Qingli froze ...

When Mrs. Mu returned with the hangover tea, Xu Qingli was standing at the door of the master bedroom, and saw her immediately said, "Mrs., if there is nothing else, I will go back first."

Mrs. Mu said, "It's so late, you girl, why not spend one night in the guest room?"

Xu Qingli shook her head: "Thank you, Mrs. It's okay, I didn't drink, I was awake, I will send my brother back to my sister-in-law." She said mischievously.

Mrs. Mu persuaded a few words politely, Xu Qingli refused politely and insisted to leave.

Mrs. Mu had to say, "Be careful on the way back."

Xu Qingli responded with a smile.

When Xu Qingli left, Mrs. Mu returned to the room and found that there was a plate of clean hot water beside the bed, and a neatly folded towel draped over the edge of the plate.

And Mu Jiurong still looks like she did when she went out, without grooming. Obviously Xu Qingli did not do anything more. Just now Xu Qingli stayed in the room, and for a moment Mrs. Mu felt that she wanted to take care of Mu Jiurong instead.

Mrs. Mu thought that Xu Qingli was still obedient. The point just now may be just tired.

Mrs. Mu put away her hangover tea, twisted her towel and wiped Mu Jiurong's face to her neck.

Because the towel was stained with a touch of red. Very faint red, like a tiny bit of residue after wiping-

The color of the lipstick.

And Mu Jiurong just leaned on her, she touched him, there was nothing on it ...

Mu Yixi rushed the paper towels coated with lipstick into the toilet, then stretched out a lazy waist and yawned.

"You are not a good thing." After observing Mu Yixi for a few months, Feng Weiming identified.

In order to dig a pit for Xu Qingli to jump, Mu Yixi prepared for months. As a thief, secretly record Mu Jiurong's schedule, and use other words and deeds to speculate on the trends of Mu Jiurong and his subordinates, and find a way to make Mrs. Mu wait for Mu Jiurong ...

Then seize the opportunity this time and use a lipstick-stained paper towel to gently print on Mu Jiurong's neck.

Almost seamless.

The only flaw was that Feng Weiming, who had watched him carefully, grabbed the bag. Because Xu Weiming had been a little wary of Mu Yixi since the night of Xu Zhao ’s wedding banquet, he always wanted to make sure that Mu Yixi was harmless to Mrs. Mu.

Mu Yixi had a clear conscience on this point, and generously supervised him, but he must contract three chapters to prevent him from interfering in what he wanted to do.

Feng Weiming agreed, and then watched the whole process of Mu Yixi's design framed Xu Qingli.

Of course, it may not be framed, but Xu Qingli's thoughts and thoughts are exposed.

Hearing Feng Weiming's brilliant summary, Mu Yixi seemed to be proud to tickle him.

"Are you fighting against Xu Qingli?" Mu Yixi said with confidence: "I remember you don't like her either."

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