The Five-year-old Milk of the Xuanmen Group’s Favorite Boss

   Chapter 94 Small business becomes big business

  Jiang Ting was a little surprised.

   Her husband is indeed a director, the kind that is relatively famous in the circle.

   While Jiangjia and Qujia are both design companies, she is relatively low-key and does not want to appear in the public eye.

   So many people outside know that director Mu Zhihan is in his 40s and has long been married and had children, but few people have ever known about his family.

   And the people of Jiang Jiaqu family will not publicize these things to the outside world.

   After all, that circle is very chaotic, there is no need to end.

   I was a little convinced in my heart all of a sudden.

  Tang Wenyu had already greeted them just now.

  The teenager is always lazy, and the jade-white complexion is white to almost transparent in the sun.

   Yin Hong's lips were lightly licked by him because they were a little dry.

   "Go first, I have to take her back later."

"Row."

   I didn't know that this was a five-year-old cub, and when someone really got there, it was inevitable that I would feel a little uneasy in my heart.

   But they all came, and they seemed to have real skills, so Jiang Ting didn't delay, and quickly took a few people upstairs.

  Although her family is also rich, Jiang Ting has been timid and sensitive since she was a child. Unlike her carefree younger sister Qu Mu, she doesn't like living in a villa area or a flat-story building.

   This house was just purchased half a year ago, and the decoration was completed a few months ago, and it took a while to move in last month.

   The result is such a problem.

   This is a two-story duplex high-rise.

  The feng shui of the community is also good, and there are no major problems in other places.

  The little milk dumpling walked around the house and finally entered the largest bedroom.

  Chinese classical style decoration, mahogany dresser, a mahogany mirror of the same height is next to the dresser.

"found it."

  Little Nanny stood next to the old mahogany mirror.

  The dressing table is facing the head of the bed, and the mirror can clearly reflect everything on the bed.

   "Is this a mirror?"

   "The mirror is facing the bed. This is a big taboo. It is called the mirror light in the Feng Shui of the indoor Yangzhai, which will affect the quality of sleep and the relationship between husband and wife."

  Tang Jin looked at the huge dresser, and it didn't seem to be particularly mobile.

   "My husband said that someone in their crew bought it from an antique store. The price is very high. It is very similar to the decoration style of our house and bought it back."

  Jiang Ting's face is not particularly good.

   "Is there any solution? Do you want to remove this mirror?"

   "If you like it, you don't need to disassemble it. Auntie, you can find someone to customize a thick curtain that pulls. You usually cover the mirror and pull it open when you use it."

   "Ok okay."

   Jiang Ting breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is this all right? But you said that the mirror facing the bed will only make sleep bad, and there will be some problems in the relationship between husband and wife. I have indeed been a little unhappy with my family because of my irritability in the past few days, but other than these , I always feel like someone is staring at me from behind, is this also related to this?"

   The little milk dumpling shook his head honestly: "It doesn't matter much."

   "Let's talk in the living room."

   The small business we just solved, and now the big business is coming!

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  Besides, Tang Wenyu was relatively restrained, her snow-white fingertips supported her face, and her eyes were flowing with scattered light, listening to Qu Cheng talking about how well she slept last night.

   And the small glutinous rice dumplings have come out from the inside.

   "Are you finished?"

   Juvenile Fei Mi's voice was languid.

   Hearing that, the song mother, who thought that these two brothers and sisters were very good-looking, raised her feet to kick her son again and again.

  You look at your family, and then look at you... Hey, forget it, I still blame me for not making you look better when I was born.

   Compilation: ? ? ?

   "No, brother, please wait for a while."

  Tang Jin was originally at work, and his little face was serious, but when he saw his beautiful brother, 'Xiaoyangou' broke down in a second, came to his brother in a few seconds, and stuffed the thing he was holding into his hand.

   A serious coax.

  Tang Wenyu: ?

   His thick eyelashes drooped down, his eyes fell on the palms of his hands, and the bright orange-yellow color inside the plastic bag had a momentary ache in his teeth.

   His Adam's apple rolled up and down twice, really wanting to raise his hand to pinch this little brat's tender face.

   And Tang Jin was already sitting on the small stool.

"I looked around a few times, and the decorations in the house are indeed only the problem with the mirror light, but as soon as I saw my aunt, I saw that my aunt's eyebrows were sunk because of not sleeping well recently, and there was a faint feeling of darkness." When Xiaomai said this today, she was very serious.

   "This place is called the husband and wife palace in our Feng Shui. If it is prosperous and prosperous, the husband and wife will get along harmoniously.

   "The two of them have always had a very good relationship. It's been so many years, how could it be possible to separate."

   It was the mother of the song who was surprised first.

  Jiang Ting's face is also quite bad, "The recent quarrel - that is, a little bickering, where is it?"

"The point is here, as I said just now, the husband and wife palace is dark and gradually casts a shadow, someone framed it, and an accident is going to happen soon, auntie, think about whether there is anyone around your husband who has shown a great deal to him. interest, this matter will happen later."

   Tang Jin said, stood up again, and suddenly looked out from the big window—

   captures only one bright light.

   She touched her little face.

   showed a little distress.

   "As for why you always feel like someone is staring at you - maybe there is."

  ***

"Brother dog, who was the one who was brought up by that **** just now? That little white face looks good, if it's in the entertainment industry, I don't know how many girls will go crazy, hehe, you say, will it be that **** taking advantage of With the little white face that his husband is not raising?"

   "If it's true, then we're still doing good deeds, just to let Director Mu see what kind of green hat his wife wears to him at home after he leaves home."

   "Hey, do you have to pay us multiple times?"

   "Okay, stop talking, people came out-"

   From a distance, I saw three people walking out of the corridor door.

   "Hey? Where did the little white face and the little milk doll he was holding go—?"

   The man in the camouflage jacket and hiding in the flowerbed asked suspiciously, leaning forward.

   A force came from behind him, which seemed to push him lightly, but pushed him directly out of the flower bed, and the pen and notebook he was holding fell to the ground.

   That voice was lazy, full of cynicism and vileness, it sounded in a bad mood, and it was unhurried and luxurious.

   "… are you looking for me?"

  Fuck!

Where did    come from? !

   Brother Gou also only saw an outrageous white hand reaching out and pushing his little assistant out.

   (end of this chapter)