Jiu Ye, your little ancestor doesn't want to take responsibility

An Nansheng had never seen such a shameless person.

Compared to him, Shen Yitong is simply a gentleman.

Mu Fucheng knew what she was thinking from her expression, and said sinisterly:

"I admit I'm mean."

"But if I don't do that, do you think I'll have to watch you go to Fantasy City and pick up a little duck?"

He is indeed not Shen Yitong. If he were Shen Yitong, then Shen Yitong's current situation would be the same as the ending of him and An Nansheng.

He looked into An Nansheng's eyes with a serious expression:

"If I had to do it again, I would still do it."

She didn't spare her body and mind, taking a two-pronged approach.

An Nansheng was so angry at his attitude that he was shaking all over.

He was deceived from beginning to end, and he still thinks he is right?

Yes, to be able to quickly accumulate such a huge fortune abroad, this person must be no good person.

But he always showed his reliable side in front of her, making her forget that Master Mu Jiu was actually a man with deep scheming.

Whether doing business or pursuing women, he will definitely keep his word and make sure his actions are effective.

"So in the eyes of Master Mu Jiu, my thoughts are unimportant, and my dignity is unimportant, right?"

Mu Fucheng: "..."

Both of them are strong-willed people.

His brows furrowed. "Your idea and dignity is to go to Fantasy City and sleep with a duck?"

In the eyes of this girl, is Mu Fucheng not even as good as a little duck?

An Nansheng snorted, "It's like you, Master Mu Jiu, originally wanted to go to buy a ticket, but ended up getting slept with by someone. Do you think there's any difference?"

Mu Fucheng: "..."

Forget it, he won’t argue with An Nansheng.

His expression relaxed and he said:

"Then just treat me like a duckling. You paid me that day anyway."

An Nansheng took a deep breath: "..."

My head is buzzing.

She was so angry that she couldn't speak. Finally, she glared at Mu Fucheng fiercely and left angrily.

Chen Zheng and Song Ke were waiting outside. When they saw their boss coming out, Song Ke glared at Chen Zheng fiercely.

Chen Zheng felt that he was really wronged.

But he didn't dare to argue, and could only force a flattering smile:

"Xiao Ke, I'll treat you to a meal when I'm free. We'll all be a family soon."

Song Ke snorted coldly: "It's not certain whether we are a family or not."

Thinking about how he had been chopped on the neck by this man several times, Song Ke's hands began to itch.

It would be fine if we couldn’t find the murderer, but now that we know who the murderer is, we have to get back at him no matter how strong or weak he is.

This revenge can only be avenged later, so Song Ke hurriedly followed An Nansheng to drive.

After getting in the car, Song Ke didn't dare to speak.

The boss's face looked very ugly, and it was hard to tell whether he was angry, furious or something else.

She didn't dare to ask, so she started the car and went back to Xu Garden.

Chen Zheng also came to Mu Fucheng, a little worried:

"Master, the young lady looks very angry. Tomorrow's engagement ceremony..."

Mu Fucheng was also worried, but he didn't show it on his face:

"Of course it will be held on time."

Chen Zhengxin asked, can it be held on time?

"Then, Master...are you going to Xu Garden?"

Mu Fucheng thought about it, and finally couldn't hold it anymore:

"If I chase her now, will she be even angrier?"

Chen Zheng also thought about it:

"It's hard to say. Miss is different from other girls."

"Some little girls are easy to coax, but Miss looks difficult to coax, and she may not want you to coax her either."

Mu Fucheng sighed heavily:

"It's almost dawn. Let's get ready. There must be no trouble at today's engagement ceremony."

Chen Zheng: "Then Miss..."

Mu Fucheng: "I'll wait for her."