Shock! The male protagonist has turned dark again, the host should pamper him

Ling Muye's eyes flashed with surprise, and he stared at Xu Muche in disbelief.

Did he hear it right?

Did Xu Muchhe just say that he wanted to see him?

But if you really want to see him, why do you have to go through Ling Zifeng? Just come to him directly.

What's more, he and Xu Chenxi are friends. Xu Muchhe wants to come to see him. Why make it so complicated when it can be done with just one phone call.

Ling Muye immediately regained his senses, the surprise in his eyes gradually disappeared, and he looked at Xu Muchhe coldly.

Xu Muzhe and the emperor are both liars. If you really want to see him, why are you still with Ling Zifeng?

Do you think he is a fool?

"Why do you come here to see me? We don't seem to be familiar with each other." Ling Muye's words were obviously filled with jealousy, "It's just that I didn't expect that you would fall in love with him after not seeing each other for a few days."

Xu Muchhe frowned and asked knowingly, "What happened?"

Ling Zifeng, whose mouth had been covered, opened his eyes slightly, with a guilty expression on his face, and broke away from Xu Muchhe's hand in a panic.

"No...it's nothing." Ling Zifeng winked anxiously at the servant aside, "Is the meal ready? Is it time to eat?"

The servant was eating melon. It was really exciting for the wealthy brothers to compete for a man. She had already imagined a big drama in her mind.

He hadn't even finished eating yet. After being shouted out by Ling Zifeng, he could only walk over reluctantly, put on a smile and said, "The food should be ready soon. Let's go sit in the restaurant first. I'll go over and see what the chef has done." how."

After finishing speaking, he reluctantly left.

"Brother Mu Zhe, you must be hungry. Let's go to the restaurant and sit down first. We'll have dinner in a while." Ling Zifeng said to Xu Muzhe in a low voice.

Xu Muchhe nodded, then looked at Ling Muye in front of him, "Where's your brother, do you want to eat with us?"

Ling Zifeng opened his mouth, but was interrupted by Ling Muye, "Of course I want to come with him. This younger brother of mine has been defrauded of money by a man before, so I have to help him check it."

Ling Zifeng glared at Ling Muye angrily, "How could I have been defrauded of money? Don't spread rumors."

"Xiaoye, I don't want to talk about cooperation now, so you don't have to be so wary of me." Xu Muchhe said with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

Ling Muzhi felt bored and uncomfortable. He looked at Xu Muchhe coldly, then tugged on his tie with an irritated expression and walked upstairs.

"Brother Mu Zhe, don't pay attention to what he says. This brother of mine has always had a bad temper. He and I are half-sisters, and he always likes to target me, so he hurts you." Ling Zifeng patted his chest gently, With an innocent and innocent look in his eyes, "Unlike my good temper and personality, I won't say harsh words to hurt you."

Xu Muchhe looked into Ling Zifeng's eyes and was speechless.

After a moment, he said in a stiff voice, "You are indeed good, but I don't think your brother has a bad temper. He is probably in a bad mood due to being too busy at work."

Ling Zifeng felt extremely uncomfortable when he saw Xu Muzhe defending Ling Muye so much, but he couldn't say anything. After all, Xu Muzhe was not his real boyfriend.

"I said the wrong thing." Ling Zifeng reached out and pulled Xu Muchhe's sleeve, "Then let's go over first."

"Okay." Xu Muchhe nodded, and then pulled back his sleeves without leaving any trace.

Ling Zifeng's face turned ugly.

He discovered that since Ling Muye appeared, Xu Muche had been trying his best to keep a distance from him.

Now I don't even touch my sleeves.

Shouldn't...

Ling Zifeng stared at Xu Muchhe with complicated eyes, showing reluctance.

Xu Muchhe likes Ling Muye?

And from the conversation between the two just now, it can be heard that they have known each other for a long time, and they even personally sent Ling Muye home.

He doesn't get such treatment!

When he was in the gym before, he pretended to have sprained his ankle and asked Xu Muchhe to take him home coquettishly.

But Xu Muzhe just called a taxi for him considerately, and even added a little extra tip to ask the driver to come and help him go.

As soon as he entered the car, Ling Zifeng's face became angry.

I just think Xu Muchhe is a piece of wood.

No wonder he's almost forty and doesn't even have a partner, even though he looks so superior.

Ling Zifeng fully understood what happened today.

Xu Muzhe is not a piece of wood, it's just that the person he likes is not him.

Ling Zifeng was still standing there thinking wildly, Xu Muchhe turned his head and looked over, "What's wrong with you? Don't you want to come over?"

Ling Zifeng immediately came back to his senses and showed his obedient smile again, "Come here now."

He trotted over and wanted to hold Xu Muzhe's arm, but as he expected, Xu Muzhe quietly dodged away.

Ling Zifeng's eyes darkened, but there was nothing there, and the smile on his face remained.

The two sat down at the dining table. Ling Zifeng pursed his lips, and after a while he asked tentatively, "Brother Mu Zhe, how do you know my brother?"

"He was friends with my nephew, so we met a few times."

"That's it." Ling Zifeng pinched his fingers hard.

I wonder if Xu Muzhe's nephew is on Ling Muye's side. If so, it will be difficult for him to pursue Xu Muye.

Why don't you ask your sister for help some other time and ask her to find someone to find out information about Xu Muchhe's nephew, so that he can have a chance to get close to him.

Deal with the nephew first, then deal with Xu Muchhe.

"By the way, Xiao..." Xu Muzhe suddenly remembered the little prince Ling Zifeng said that day. The corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch a few times, and his voice was stiff and he said, "Xiao Feng, your brother just said that you and I are getting together? What does that mean? ?”

Ling Zifeng's eyes flashed with panic, and he hurriedly explained, "Don't pay attention to what he said nonsense."

Xu Muzhe wanted to say something else, but the servant who had just eaten came up to them and asked softly, "Young Master, the meal is ready. Do you want to eat now?"

"Bring it up." Ling Zifeng nodded.

"Do you want to wait for your brother first?" Xu Muchhe asked.

"Don't wait for him. He's probably still busy with work. I'll just ask the chef to make an extra serving and send it to him later." Ling Zifeng answered without hesitation.

He didn't want Ling Muye to dine with them, not to mention disturbing their candlelight dinner, and he was also worried that Xu Muchhe would be snatched away by Ling Muye.

Xu Muzhe knew that Ling Muye would come down soon and was too lazy to argue with Ling Zifeng about this, so he nodded perfunctorily.

Ling Zifeng looked at the maid and said, "Hurry up and bring the dishes."

"Yes, young master." The maid bent down and walked into the kitchen.

The servant served the food very quickly, and soon the table was covered with dishes.

"I'll peel the shrimp for you." Ling Zifeng said to Xu Muchhe flatteringly.

"No, I can do it myself."

"It's okay, this little work is nothing, just wait and eat."

Before Ling Zifeng's shrimps were peeled, he heard the sound of a chair being pulled from Xu Muchhe's side.

"Skin a few for me too." Ling Muye ordered arrogantly.