MTL - The Most Loving Marriage In History: Master Mu’s Pampered Wife

"Young master, don't you have to call Wang Jie to come over?"

Take the documents to the study room and see Mu Mochen coming out of the bedroom, Amo whispered.

Mu Xiaochen looked sideways at the woman who was curled up on the bed, then nodded, faintly said, "Let her pick a suitable suit by the way."

Then he went to the opposite study room.

Amo nodded and said, naturally, no more to say anything. It is a common thing for the young master to work until midnight, and he does not like to be disturbed when he works.

It turned out that this lady is also an employee of Shengshi Group, and it is also a high-level management with very good working ability. It seems to be quite young, and people are very beautiful. No wonder the old chairman secretly told him to pay more attention to the young master.

Thinking of the whispers that the old lady had inquired about him, Amo couldn’t help but shook his head and shook his head, and smiled lowly.

In fact, I am afraid that the young master is really the same as the people outside, and he is too cold. Even four years ago, he has been cold and windy. After four years, he is more alienated than the cold. The meaning of the coolness, the whole person has become more deep and ignorant, it seems that people are somewhat difficult to get close.

Amo thought, in this life, I am afraid that it is difficult for someone to warm up the young master.

However, the young master is somewhat polite to the Miss Xi, will she become that special case?

Calling Wang Jie, Wang Jie soon came over.

Wang Jie is a servant who is responsible for the living of the young master. It is also a housekeeper of this Fengju. It is an all-powerful butler. He is also very friendly and kind, and he is over forty years old.

Sleeping in the summer night, I felt that I was chilling and hot. Later, it seemed that someone had given her medicine, and then she slept heavily, as if someone was sweating her afterwards, she felt very uncomfortable. The throat is very dry, and the person is very willing to give her water from time to time...

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and Amo had already gone back. The two rooms in the second floor of Fengju still had lights on.

Wang Jie gently knocked on the door of the study room, and there was a low response sound. She slowly pushed open the door and looked up to see the young master who was sitting at the big desk and working intently.

"Young Master, I just gave Miss Xi a medicine. Her high fever has already retreated. I just changed her clothes and the sheets are soaked, so I changed them." Wang Jie said with a low voice.

Wen Yan, Mu Xiaochen nodded gently, his eyes did not lift, the low voice passed over, "Well, hard, a bit late, you go back first."

Sister Wang was slightly stunned and said, "Okay, right, the young master, I have cooked some light porridge. Miss Xi spit all night, worried that she will wake up when she wakes up..."

Mu Xiaochen did not answer, Wang Jie paused, and said, "Don't you want to eat some night snacks? Or I will cook a little porridge for you?"

"I know, no."

Mu Xiaochen faintly responded to such a sentence, and turned the file in his hand.

"The young master, you have to rest early, I will go back first."

Wang Jie said with such a sentence, did not dare to say anything more, worried about disturbing the young master at work, and then turned and left.

When I heard the sound of closing the door, Mu Chenchen slowly raised his head. Some tired hands raised his eyebrows and held his head. He couldn’t help but get tired and tired.

......

After raging the wind and rain all night, I finally stopped at dawn, the morning breeze blows, the wet ground has a little dryness, and the air is inexplicably floating with a fresh and desolate fragrance.

The cool breeze slowly poured in through a small slit on the side of the terrace, blowing the light curtains on the side, '哗啦啦', and the sleepy night was sober in the head. Come over.

She struggled to open the heavy eyelids, slowly propped up the body and hurt the heavy body. After the retreat in the eyes, it was a strange environment.

This is not her room!

She glanced around and subconsciously looked around. I saw that the bedroom was large and the main color of the faint yellow color was a bit like the style of her home decoration. Both sides were expensive with the same color furniture, but she was sure that it was definitely not her. room!

She was a little surprised and sat up, but her movements were great. Her whole head was sorely hurt. She snorted and reached out to scream at the dizzy temples. Her head began to desperately recall what happened yesterday.

She remembered that she seemed to go to the New Century Plaza with her assistant Xiaomei and met Han Yifeng. Then they returned to the company. She sent Xiaomei back to the place. Then she went to a senior entertainment club under the Emperor Entertainment City and drank there. a lot of wine, behind...

It seems that the drink is a little higher, and then she is completely unimpressed...

"you're awake."

At this time, a low and peaceful voice suddenly came from the front, she quickly looked up, greeted by a silver-gray casual suit, the noble and beautiful face, deep sea-like scorpion wave, no deep, deep Introverted, look faint.

"It's you!"

The summer night was amazed. The star was slightly enlarged, and the head of the hair was shawled down, covering a slightly pale face. Her voice was a bit dry and hoarse. "How come I am here?"

Saying, and subconsciously looking at himself, seeing that his clothes have been replaced, can not help but hold the quilt and glare at himself.

All her reactions were all in sight, and Mu Xiaochen looked at her indifferently. The low tone was still very calm. "You drunk on the side of the road, I just passed by, you have a fever, it is Wang Jie who took care of you overnight. ""

A simple explanation explains all the doubts and difficulties in the summer night.

Xi Xia night slowly relieved, some nodded and nodded, "I thank you very much, thank you!"

After repeated efforts, she helped her to feel grateful to the man in front of her.

Mu Chenchen nodded lightly, and the faint Jun’s face was a little tempered. He pointed his finger at the chair on the chair next to the bed. “The clothes are on the chair, and the washing utensils are also ready. Wang Jie is ready inside. You clean up. Just come out and order breakfast."

Xi Xia night looked in the direction of his fingers, and I saw the neatly placed clothes on the chair, just want to say something, and the man in front of the door has turned and left.

After a moment of silence, she endured the sullen head and struggling to get out of bed, pick up the clothes and go to the bathroom.

When she packed it up, it was already twenty minutes later. She went down the stairs and saw the admiration of the newspaper sitting on the sofa and looking at the newspaper.

The breakfast on the table was ready, and I could see that the food was still hot.