After get off work, Yuan Qingqing sent Lin Mao a text message telling her to work overtime tonight. Then she felt at ease and got into the car that Mu Jingsheng picked her up.

Yuan Qingqing's psychological activities are very simple: as long as you are not caught, it will never happen.

Mu Jingsheng asked: "What to eat?"

"It depends on what you mean."

Mu Jingsheng said, "Then I won't eat it."

"Look at the 'Big Bad Wolf' is anxious." Yuan Qingqing said: "Shouldn't we talk about the serious matter first?"

"Then 'Little Red Riding Hood'." Mu Jingsheng glanced at Yuan Qingqing, "Then let's discuss how to sell 'grandma'."

Mu Jingsheng's suburban villa was not in his name, but was placed in the name of his parents. Mu Jingsheng's wife Wei Yanjin didn't know that he had this house.

Yuan Qingqing came to the villa and went to the bathroom to wash her hands. After walking out, she smiled and said, "Is there a 'newcomer'? The towels have been changed. This brand of perfume is vulgar."

"Haha." Mu Jingsheng said: "A lot of people came and left. Maybe they stayed behind unintentionally."

Yuan Qingqing didn't want to say these things that made her nauseous. She changed the topic and said, "Wang Hui, I can help you build a bridge, but there is no free meal in the world, I need benefits."

"What a great benefit?" Mu Jingsheng came to the bar in the hall and poured Yuan Qingqing a glass of wine.

"How much do you earn, you have to give me five points?" Yuan Qingqing took the wine and took a small sip.

Mu Jingsheng also poured himself a cup, his back to Yuan Qingqing, and his mouth twitched. Turning around, he smiled. "This is not an exaggeration."

"Would you mind giving me some money first? I've been too tight recently." Yuan Qingqing sat on the sofa, gently raised her legs. The heels on her feet also fell off, and she shook her feet naturally.

“There are a few unopened bags here…”

"You should keep it for the silly and vain little girls." Yuan Qingqing said: "I took this bag to cause trouble for myself. My husband carries the bag and is suspicious. If he doesn't carry it, it's not worth the price. It's better to actually get the money."

"Then I'll give you this money." Mu Jingsheng turned to the stairs and took out a bag of money from the hidden safe upstairs.

"Five hundred thousand." Mu Jingsheng threw the bag on the table. "Is he sincere this time?"

Yuan Qingqing looked at the bag, "You are generous. Wang Hui is back tomorrow, I will contact you and try to see you tomorrow night."

"That's best." Mu Jingsheng said: "Hurry up."

"Do you have something else to mean by 'hunching up'?" Yuan Qingqing glanced charmingly and got up to take a shower in the room.

After Yuan Qingqing went upstairs, Mu Jingsheng took out his cell phone and said softly, "That's a bit expensive." He called a restaurant and said, "Two lobster meals..."

In the villa restaurant, the candlelight shines. Yuan Qingqing, wearing a white bathrobe, seemed to be coated with a layer of gold powder under the reflection of the candlelight. The red wine that Mu Jingsheng poured out seemed to be bloody. The two of them clinked a glass, and the beating blood red entered their throats. Their faces were slightly filled with blood red...

Lin Mao, who was alone, soaked the noodles. This bowl of noodles has a lot of vegetables, and even after dehydration, the dishes are too green.

Lin Mao held his face and turned on the TV. "Lulululululululululululululululululululululululululululululululululululululululululululululululululululululululululululululululululululululululululululululululululululululululululululululululululululululululululululululululululu

"It sounds not good." Lin Mao turned a stage.

The above is in "Water Margin" where Wu Dalang went out with a shoulder pole.

"Trace." Lin Mao changed another station.

The above is Xiao Bei cooks at home alone in "The Snail House".

If fate suggests that you have reached this level, you will have no choice but to be aware of it.

Lin Mao watched TV and ate instant noodles. After eating noodles, he still had work to do. As soon as he sat at the table, Lin Mao saw the message on his phone and jumped.

Wang Hui sent him a message: What are you doing? Have you eaten?

Lin Mao replied: I am working overtime. Recently, the group took on a job designed by the company.

Wang Hui: Where is Qingqing?

Lin Mao: The company is working overtime.

Wang Hui: Oh. Then you can be busy. If you have a bad stomach, eat something to nourish your stomach and don’t work too hard.

Lin Mao: So are you. Pay attention to your health and take care of yourself outside.

Wang Hui: Yes.

Wang Hui put down her phone, and the female assistant beside her said, "Yuan Qingqing is not at home, right? Someone saw her getting into Mu Jingsheng's car with frivolous behavior."

"I really don't know how to cherish it. Lin Mao is a rare good man." Wang Hui said: "It seems that Mu Jingsheng should be careful about the ideas he gave us. Yuan Qingqing... can't be too close to each other."

The assistant didn't say anything and turned around and went out.

The chat between Wang Hui and Lin Mao is definitely not between ordinary friends.

Yuan Qingqing looked down on him, but Wang Hui liked him very much because the two had different demands.

Yuan Qingqing likes people who can improve her material living conditions, but Wang Hui does not lack material conditions. What she needs is someone who knows the cold and the hot. This person does not need to be a hero, as long as he is someone who can take care of her and love her.

Lin Mao has a bad stomach.

Some things are garbage in one person's eyes and treasures in another person's eyes.

Lin Mao completed today's task, and he got up and moved his muscles. Wang Hui's avatar was on the top of his mobile phone. It was very easy for him to chat with Wang Hui. Yuan Qingqing also did not notice this.

Lin Mao sent Wang Hui a message: Are you asleep?

Wang Hui: No. Reading a poem.

Lin Mao: What poem?

Wang Hui: Don’t fight for the spring heart with flowers, every inch of lovesickness is the same as the ashes.

Lin Mao: You are always poetic and picturesque. Living with you should be like pastoral songs…

When a man and a woman talk about "love-loving" and "living together", they will definitely cross the line.

That night, Yuan Qingqing told Lin Mao that he was living at a friend's house today and everyone would study the plan together.

Lin Mao just smiled.

That night, Wang Hui told Lin Mao that she would come back on an 1:00 a.m. plane. She wanted Lin Mao and Yuan Qingqing to pick her up.

When Lin Mao appeared alone at the airport, Wang Hui's heart trembled. Lin Mao took the suitcase and touched Wang Hui's hand that was dragging the suitcase. Neither of them retracted his hand, but instead got closer and closer until they were held together...

That night, Yuan Qingqing did not go home, and Lin Mao did not go home.

That night, Long Ming received two messages, which made him a little collapsed.

"Wang Hui is back."

Shen Yiren next to her was looking at the management books, and she heard a question: "Wang Hui?"

"I originally made an appointment to meet tomorrow. Let's talk about online school." Long Ming looked at the information and felt a little strange. "What made her so hurry up?"

Long Mingyi's habit is that he must not let her run away when he is staring at her. Of course, someone will provide him with Wang Hui's whereabouts.

Wang Hui's assistant put down her cell phone, and she leisurely watched TV in a hotel in another place. Her task was not heavy, but she could get a lot. Tomorrow, she would fly back to Haishi alone. Nothing happened.

Another message Long Mingyi received was about Mu Jingsheng. Long Mingyi should know what the relationship between Mu Jingsheng and Wang Hui was. The news showed that Yuan Qingqing should be the one who matched the situation.

"This is the benefit of having money." Long Mingyi said: "In the era of information explosion, any information can be obtained."

"What about?" Chen Yiren asked with a smile.

"For example, this."

Long Mingyi glanced at Chen Yiren and saw a photo of Mu Jingsheng entering the villa with Yuan Qingqing's waist.

"It was quite unexpected." Chen Yiren said: "I didn't expect that Yuan Qingqing is a 'veteran'."

"It should be quite unexpected." Long Mingyi said: "I didn't expect Mu Jingsheng to be so careless."
Chapter completed!