Mu… Mu Tingxiao’s father?
Mu Qingfeng, the rich and powerful son who had attracted countless women in Shanghai and Yangtze when he was young?
Mu Nuannuan was stunned for a few seconds before reacting, and said awkwardly, “Hello.”
She couldn’t call that “dad” anyway.
“If you have time, let’s have a meal tonight.” Mu Qingfeng’s voice was calm and deep, with a kind of peace that had been baptized by the years. Although it was a commanding tone, it was not repulsive.
Mu Nuannuan understood that although Mu Qingfeng’s words sounded like asking her, she couldn’t refuse.
She humbled: “I have time.”
“I’ll let the driver pick you up and see you tonight.”
After he finished speaking in a hurry, he hung up the phone.
From the beginning to the end, Mu Qingfeng’s tone was very peaceful, but he had an unquestionable aura.
Mu Nuannuan threw away his mobile phone and quickly went out and took the car to Mu Tingxiao’s villa.
Mu Qingfeng said that if the driver was to pick her up, the driver would definitely go directly to Mu Tingxiao’s villa.
…
Mu Nuannuan stood at the gate, looking up at Mu Tingxiao’s villa.
The villa is built on the mountainside, with sparsely populated surroundings. The white villa stands quietly among the trees, which looks a bit strange.
Mu Nuannuan was taken over last time and didn’t pay attention to this villa. Now the more I look at it, the more it feels a bit evil.
A chill rose from the soles of the feet.
Mu Nuannuan turned pale in the winter.
She abruptly retracted her outstretched foot, forget it, just wait at the gate.
After a while, a black car stopped at the entrance of the villa.
Mu Nuannuan looked over curiously and saw a middle-aged man with a gentle face coming out of the car.
When he saw Mu Nuannuan’s face clearly, there was obviously a flash of surprise in his eyes, but there was no expression on the face.
He stood still in front of Mu Nuannuan, nodding slightly, with a respectful expression: “Madam, I am Leng Xu, Mr. Mu sent me to pick you up for dinner.”
It was the driver Mu Qingfeng sent to pick her up for dinner.
“Excuse me.” Mu Nuannuan smiled at him, her mouth split wide, looking a little dull.
The expression on Lengxu’s face was slightly startled, but he returned to his naturalness in an instant.
He turned and opened the door: “Young lady, please get in the car.”
Afterwards, he walked around and drove away.
When the car was far away, only a slit curtain was opened on the second floor of the villa, and it was pulled open vigorously with a “brush” sound.
Shiye glanced in the direction where the car was leaving, and asked the unpredictable Mu Tingxiao who stood beside him: “Boss, do you really want your wife to see Mr. Mu like this?”
“Otherwise?” Bo Tingxi’s eyes were dark, and he put his hands into the pockets of the suit pants, and said with a deep voice: “She is just a silly and stupid ugly woman, what can Mu Qingfeng do?”
“But, Madam is acting stupid!”
“It’s also a skill to pretend to make everyone believe.”
After Mu Tingxiao said this quietly, he turned and left.
…
Mu Nuannuan was sent to a high-end restaurant.
Leng Xu led her to the door of the box, stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please: “Mr. Mu is waiting for you inside.”
“Yeah.” After Mu Nuannuan finished speaking, she added slowly, “Thank you, Uncle Leng.”
Leng Xu watched her enter, and after closing the door, he didn’t know what he thought of, and shook his head slightly.
At the table, a middle-aged man with an elegant temperament was flipping through the menu.
Hearing the movement, he put down the menu and raised his head.
Mu Nuannuan thought that the makeup of his own soil bun would at least make him frown or dissatisfied, but he just said kindly, “Are you Nuannuan?”
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