Mr. Mu, stop bullying Professor Jian.

Chapter 45: Just a Pet to Kill Boredom

Mu Qingyuan quietly met Mu Jisheng's gaze, his deep and cold eyes were as dark and calm as if containing endless waves.

There was a moment of eerie silence in the office.

Mu Qingyuan's eyes were calm, and he said, "Uncle San has never been the CEO, so he has never experienced this! How about I nag the old man next time and ask Uncle San to kneel down as well?"

Mu Jisheng sneered and said, "Don't worry, I am a descendant of the Mu family in the genealogy after all. This trick of the old man will not work on me. The old man does not want to use useless methods."

"Unlike you, who is not even in the family tree, you kneel before a tablet in the ancestral hall that is not recognized by your ancestors. This matter is just a murder to you."

"Tsk, the old man is really cruel. The corporal punishment is fine, but he didn't even give me a bite of water or rice. Only outsiders would be so cruel."

Mu Qingyuan's breathing was smooth and his expression remained calm.

Mu Jisheng suddenly felt a little bored. When his nephew first arrived at the Mu family, he could successfully provoke them a few times, but now he has become more calm and unfathomable.

Just when he was getting bored and ready to leave——

bang-

A shattering sound was heard from deep within the quiet office.

Mu Qingyuan opened his eyes slightly, his pupils trembled, and a crack appeared on his calm expression.

Mu Jisheng suddenly stopped and asked playfully, "Is there someone in the house?"

Mu Qingyuan calmed down instantly, without covering up, and said as if he didn't care: "Well, doesn't Third Uncle also like to support little stars?"

"Oh, you're turning the tables and making fun of me? I thought my nephew was deeply influenced by the negative example of my eldest brother, and he's not that kind of person." Mu Jisheng said with a smile.

When mentioning his father Mu Huisheng, Mu Qingyuan's eyes became solemn.

This person came here today on purpose to cause trouble. From the moment he entered the door, every sentence he said hit his sore spots.

"No matter what kind of person they are, my third uncle and my father are both members of the Mu family."

If they are all negative examples, then they are not that bad, Mu Qingyuan replied coldly.

Mu Jisheng finally saw the expression he wanted to see, smiled, and looked in the direction of the lounge inquiringly.

"Why don't you call me out to recognize me? I'm quite curious. This is the first time I've seen you hiding a beautiful girl in all these years."

"It's just a pet that you keep to entertain yourself. There's nothing to see." Mu Qingyuan said indifferently.

Mu Jisheng was not willing to let it go, and challenged him, "You are so reluctant to see people, and you are the one who cares about me? I have heard about you for a few days, and you are a professor. Does it sound good?"

A hint of coldness flashed across Mu Qingyuan's calm eyes, and his voice became a little colder.

"If you want to watch it, bring your little celebrity with you some other day so that we can get to know each other. But some of the frivolous words are hard for me to hear because I am not as old and experienced as you. I hope you will be more careful in the future."

"If you have nothing else to do, please go back, Uncle. The cat in the house has woken up and is being teased by you, so I'm going to go and comfort it."

Mu Qingyuan stood up, walked to the door and made a gesture of invitation.

Mu Jisheng smiled slightly. As the news said, he was a person who cared about others. Interesting!

"Okay, then Uncle San will leave first. An investment plan will be sent to you tomorrow. Remember to sign it."

After Mu Jisheng finished speaking, he left without caring whether Mu Qingyuan agreed or not.

After the person left, Mu Qingyuan's face became gloomy. He closed the door and frowned.

After all, I can't remain calm.

Unable to bear the obscene look on Mu Jisheng's face or the offensive words he spoke out to defend him.

This shouldn’t be the case…

But, as long as he is alive, he cannot remain indifferent.

Mu Qingyuan let out a long sigh, walked to the front of the lounge, knocked on the door, then pushed it open, and a teacup was broken on the ground.

The person inside had indeed woken up at some point, with his feet hanging down by the bed and his eyes lowered with no visible expression.

He picked up the down jacket beside him, put it on Jian Zhinian, lowered his head and asked, "When did you wake up?"

Actually, I want to ask, how much have you listened to?

But the words came to my lips, but I couldn't ask them. What would it matter if I asked them?

Jian Zhinian looked up when he heard the voice, and suddenly put his arms around Mu Qingyuan's waist and rested his head on his waist.

Mu Qingyuan stood there, raised his hand and touched Jian Zhinian's head, and said, "The one who came just now was the third son of the Mu family. His words were not nice to hear. Don't take it to heart."

Jian Zhinian loosened his arms, put on his down jacket, stood up, snorted, and said, "It's just a pet to entertain you. President Mu is right. No wonder President Mu emphasizes that I should see my identity clearly every day."

Mu Qingyuan noticed the indifference in Jian Zhinian's eyes, and his heart was in turmoil. His voice became a little deeper: "Try calling me 'Mr. Mu' again?"

"Mu... woo..."

It turns out that the area near the bed is a dangerous area where people can be easily captured without any resistance.

"...Qingyuan...Is it not okay if I call you Qingyuan?"

Jian Zhinian was lying on the bed, turning his face away and pushing the person away with force.

He is allowed to call him 'Jian Zhinian' or 'Professor Jian', but he is not allowed to call him 'Mr. Mu'?

Double standards! The sponsor is amazing!

Jian Zhinian quickly left the lounge. If he continued to make trouble, he would not get any benefits because of his weak status.

Seeing that he had successfully fooled the police, Mu Qingyuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Since you have had enough sleep, let's go back. I have just finished my work."

"Ah."

Jian Zhinian wrapped himself in a down jacket and left the office first.

It's too depressing here.

Mu Qingyuan asked him when he woke up, but he had actually woken up a long time ago and heard everything he should have heard.

He didn't mention it, and Mu Qingyuan certainly didn't want to mention it.

So the two of them tacitly understood and got away with it.

It turned out that Jiang Shaoqing said that Mu Qingyuan was not living well, but he didn't expect it to be so bad.

Jian Zhinian's eyes were sore and moist.

On the way back, neither of them spoke. Jian Zhinian got in the car and turned on his phone to fiddle with it. He usually didn't spend much time looking at his phone, so he turned it on purely to cover up.

But soon, his fingers became busy on the phone screen.

After taking a nap in the afternoon, Luo Jiushuai had already sent him dozens of messages -

Did Mu Qingyuan call you to urge you to go back? Is he so strict?

It's raining outside, how are you going to get home?

Did Song Liangjie send you one?

What do you think of Song Liangjie?

……

After several questions went unanswered, Luo Jiushuai simply muttered to himself:

Song Liangjie should be a little interested in you, the kind that he can't forget about you, try to develop some feelings...

He is a nice guy. When he is really nice to someone, he is very considerate. I have experienced how he tried to please me in high school...

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