MTL - One Child Two Treasures: The Billionaire Chief’s Good Wife

Chapter 8 has always been so indifferent

His eyes were slightly condensed, and when he couldn’t see the pair again, he suddenly squinted and covered his lonely feelings, his eyes turned to the notebook on his leg, and he looked at half of his homework. I was bored and shut down.

A middle-aged man dressed in a suit respectfully opened the rear door and handed over the dessert he had bought.

"Young master, the dessert you want."

The butler carefully unpacked the package, handed the cake over, and handed the fork.

The boy took it indifferently, but looking at the delicious dessert, his head faintly emerged as the boy smiles when he holds the toy, and suddenly he has no appetite.

"Don't eat." He pushed the dessert to the side, cold and cold, "Come on."

Joe looked at him with a glance, and then the cake was collected and thrown into the glove box on the street and got on the bus.

The car went away.

Into the night.

Mow, the president's office.

The entrance is a graceful and luxurious decoration, elegant and elegant, full of luxury.

The man stands tall and stands tall, and the body shape is tall and straight, and the height of one meter is ninety-nine.

He looked at the bustling night scene of the city with no expression, and the eyebrows were slightly condensed and the light was deep.

Mu Yurou slowly opened the door of the president's room, and then saw a figure standing quietly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, the corner of the lips could not help but spurt a soft arc.

This man, in his hand, holds the supreme power of Mu Shi’s supreme power. He is the young director of the Mui’s chaebol, the CEO of the Mu’s Empire, and the Mu Jiada’s young master, Mu Yazhe. At the same time, she is also her fiancé.

Although they have not yet held a wedding, she is already a well-deserved grandmother, and this wedding is bound to be grand and luxurious, and a century of sensation.

However, such a man is undoubtedly a man of the nobles. How many famous people are eager for him. When he thinks about the headlines of today’s newspapers, the anecdote about Mujazhe and a certain day, Mu Wei’s heart is won. Go crazy!

In the eyes of outsiders, she is the young lady of the future of Mu, and who knows that she and Mu Yazhe have the husband and wife's name, but there is no husband and wife.

This man is extremely cold to her.

This made her extremely embarrassed.

Mu Yurou gently put the bag on the sofa, gently walked to his back, his arms gently wrapped around his delicate body, his face slowly attached to his wide and powerful back .

"Zhe..."

In the eyes of Mu Yazhe, the focal length was restored, and the face was quietly turned over. Under the cold light, his outline was deep and the facial features were as delicate as a ghost. Ying Ting's eyebrows, arrogant squats, sharp edges and corners, especially the pair of fascinating Danfeng eyes, obsidian general pupils, breathtaking.

This is a handsome and mature man. His handsome beauty is not just a representation. Although the cold face looks very young, the emperor's temperament radiated from his bones is arrogant and arrogant.

The gestures are arrogant, and the imperial hegemony is like the ancient emperor. You can dominate everything by waving.

This kind of discouragement, at first glance, is known as a man who has suffered from a lot of wind and rain.

"Grandpa asked me to ask you, will you come back to your home tomorrow night?"

The man's sword is scornful, and the lips are overflowing with the indifferent voice. "No return."

The woman saw his indifference, and Yu Guang glanced at the case where his desk was piled up into a mountain. He whispered, "Zhe, did I bother you?"

(End of this chapter)