Addicted to kissing his wife, Mr. Ji is no longer evil

As soon as Qingyue ran downstairs, Nuonuo in the restaurant waved to her.

"Aunt Qingyue, good morning!"

Qingyue stopped and walked over, and Nuonuo handed her a piece of bread.

"Auntie, have breakfast."

Qingyue lowered her head and ate bread. She heard footsteps behind her. She knew it was Shengyanzhou, but pretended not to hear them.

"Uncle Sheng, why are you and Aunt Qingyue up so late?"

Ji Nuolin said in a childish voice, looking unhappy, "Don't forget to promise to buy me an excavator. I want it today!"

When these words came out, Zhao Duo and A Yao next to them almost burst out laughing.

Qingyue blushed, knowing that they all misunderstood, and pretended to explain casually: "I was too sleepy last night and slept all the time, and I accidentally got up to this time."

"Ah."

Sheng Yanzhou put his hand on the chair behind her and said in a charming voice: "You always sleep well in my bed."

"Cough cough cough..."

Qingyue choked.

After stuffing two mouthfuls of bread, she stood up and said to Nuonuo, "Don't you want to buy an excavator? I'll take you there."

She wanted to leave here quickly to ease the embarrassment.

"Great!"

When he heard the word excavator, Ji Nuolin's eyes lit up and he jumped off the chair nimbly.

Sheng Yanzhou glanced at Zhao Duo, and Zhao Duo immediately took out a bank card and handed it to Qingyue.

"This is my card. There's no limit on the amount you can spend. You can use it to buy whatever you want."

Qingyue didn't want to spend Shengyanzhou's money and was about to refuse, but Ji Nuolin was so fast that he snatched the bank card away.

"Uncle Sheng is so generous!"

Qingyue pulled Ji Nuolin out, and Sheng Yanzhou followed behind.

"I'm going to the company, so I'll give you a ride."

It was freezing cold, and Qingyue didn't want to let Nuonuo suffer, so she carried him into the car.

**

When Wen Yan was staring out the window in a daze, the maid came and knocked on the door, telling her that Aunt Shuang was here.

Wen Yan frowned slightly, having a bad feeling.

Aunt Shuang definitely didn't come to see her on purpose, there must be something going on.

It won’t cost another five million, will it?

With a nervous mood, she went downstairs to the reception room.

Aunt Shuang looked at Wen Yan and said with a smile, "After all, you are the young mistress of the Mu family. You have been well taken care of these days."

Wen Yan was too lazy to beat around the bush with her and said, "Just tell me what you want to say."

Aunt Shuang took out a box.

Wen Yan took it, opened it, and found it was a bug.

Aunt Shuang said seriously, "Install this thing in Mu Yicong's study. It must be hidden and must not be discovered."

"What are you going to do?"

Wen Yan subconsciously asked, "Why do you want to eavesdrop on him?"

Aunt Shuang said indifferently: "You don't need to ask too many questions, just do your job well. If you don't do it well, don't even think about seeing your daughter again."

Wen Yan exerted a little force on the box.

As long as my daughter is in the hands of the Ye family, she will have to become their tool.

"This must be done today."

Aunt Shuang turned around and continued, "According to the tradition of the Mu family, if there are no problems within a hundred days after the engagement, you and Mu Yicong will hold your wedding. During this time, you must be careful about your words and actions and not drag down the Ye family."

Watching Aunt Shuang leave, Wen Yan sighed helplessly.

Holding the bug, she couldn't help but recall the last time the maid put something in Mu Yicong's medicine.

The Mu family is indeed not as peaceful as it appears.

Wen Yan returned to the bedroom and just opened the door when she paused.

Mu Yicong was seen sitting in a wheelchair in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking out the window while gently twisting the white jade Buddhist beads in his hand.

"Master Mu."

Wen Yan hid the bug behind her and called out respectfully.

Mu Yicong turned his head, a gentle smile appeared on his handsome face: "I have nothing else to do, I was afraid you would be bored, so I came to see you."

Wen Yan walked over and said, "I saw a lot of medical books in your study last time. Can I borrow one?"

"Sure. Come on."

Mu Yicong took her to the study without any hesitation.

After unlocking the fingerprint lock, Wen Yan followed him into the study.

This study is not big, and is surrounded by bookshelves filled with books, most of which are ancient medical books.

"My mother comes from a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, and these books belong to her family."

Mu Yicong spoke slowly.

Wen Yan looked up at the dazzling array of books, but her mind was focused on the eavesdropping device in her hand.

Just when she was hesitating about how to get Mu Yicong to leave——

"I have something to do. You can take your time choosing here. There is no rush."

Mu Yicong actually left on his own.

Looking at the closed door, Wen Yan felt conflicted.

Fifteen minutes later.

Mu family Buddhist temple.

Mu Yicong sat in front of the Buddha statue with his eyes slightly closed.

"Master, what do you think she will do?"

Elder Feng spoke from the side.

Mu Yicong's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he said nothing.

At this time, Feng Lao, who had been staring at the screen, narrowed his eyes: "She has started to act."

Mu Yicong slowly opened his eyes and looked at the scene captured by the hidden surveillance camera. He saw Wen Yan squatting and installing the eavesdropping device under the desk.

The amber pupils dimmed slightly, and the slender fingers squeezed the Buddhist beads, making them creak.

Elder Feng observed Mu Yicong's expression, shook his head and sighed: "After all, she chose to be a knife that hurts you."

Mu Yicong lowered his eyes, with no expression on his face.

"It doesn't matter. I've gotten used to it after so many years."

ten minutes later.

Mu Yicong returned to the study, with no unusual expression on his face, "Have you chosen?"

Wen Yan held a medical book and nodded, "I've chosen it, but there are some things in this book that I don't quite understand. Can Mr. Mu explain it to me?"

As she spoke, she walked over and opened the book.

Mu Yicong's pupils suddenly froze.

I saw a note stuck in the book, which read: There is a bug in the study, please be careful.

After a brief shock, Mu Yicong calmed down and nodded.

"What do you not understand? Come with me and I will explain it to you."

Wen Yan followed Mu Yicong and went to the Buddhist temple in the backyard.

"It's absolutely safe here, just tell me what you want to say."

Mu Yicong spoke lightly.

Wen Yan clasped her hands together and bowed her head, saying, "Mr. Mu, I installed the bug. I'm sorry."

Mu Yicong gently twisted the Buddhist beads: "Why do you want to tell me?"

"I--"

Wen Yan shook her head. "I don't know. I just don't want to do anything to hurt you. But please promise me not to take the bug away right away."

"Have you been threatened?"

Mu Yicong's gentle gaze fell on her.

Wen Yan was silent.

A smile appeared on Mu Yicong's lips: "Ye Wei, if you are willing to trust me, then break off your relationship with the Ye family and cooperate with me, and I can protect you."

"No."

Wen Yan shook her head, looking embarrassed.

"Why? Do they have other evidence?"

Mu Yicong stared at Wen Yan, and his curiosity about her grew stronger.

Wen Yan shook her head: "Mr. Mu, please don't ask. Anyway, I can't leave the Ye family."

Mu Yicong looked at her, was silent for a moment, nodded and said: "Since you don't want to tell me, I won't force you, but you have to know that from now on, if you encounter any trouble, you can tell me."

"No, my business..."

Wen Yan hesitated, "Anyway, thank you for your kindness."

After saying that, she left.

Mu Yicong looked at her back, his eyes gradually becoming deep.

"Master Feng, have you found out anything about Ji Hanshi's wife?"

Elder Feng said, "His wife is Wen Yan, who disappeared a few months ago. Coincidentally, according to the Ye family, Ye Wei also returned to China a few months ago."

"Wen Yan."

Mu Yicong called out the name softly, "A person like Ji Hanshi would never mistake someone for someone else. Could it be that Ye Wei is really related to him?"

Thinking of this, Mu Yicong felt inexplicably depressed.