know the enemy

In the end, Mu Wenran still went to see Mu Zhangcheng. On the top floor of the company building, Mu Zhangcheng was sitting on an office chair, and Mu Wenran sat face to face with him like a guest.

Mu Zhangcheng was not in a hurry to reprimand him this time, the air was a bit solemn, and through the glass windows, tall buildings could be seen standing in the distance. This is just a small piece of land, which cannot frame a person.

"Have you really thought about it?" Mu Zhangcheng asked.

Mu Wenran raised his head and said nothing, his eyes said everything.

Mu Zhangcheng seemed a little annoyed: "Since you've made up your mind, why are you here? Get lost!"

Last month, Mu Zhangcheng found Mu Xian, hoping that he could contact Mu Wenran, and said that he wanted to say something to Mu Wenran.To meet his son, he had to rely on his younger brother to connect with him. I don't know what Mu Zhangcheng feels like.Now that Mu Wenran really went to the appointment, he couldn't control his temper.

Mu Wenran really got up to leave, but he stopped him and said, "Where are you going before I finish talking?!"

Mu Wenran sat back again.

Mu Zhangcheng pondered for a while and said, "You choose the path yourself, and I won't care if it's life or death."

Mu Wenran nodded.

Mu Zhangcheng's chest rose and fell, and he beckoned Mu Wenran to get out.

He only said four sentences, and he didn't say a single word he had thought up beforehand, and Mu Wenran didn't even open his mouth.

Mu Wenran got up and left, the door was closed for a long time, Mu Zhangcheng leaned back on the chair slowly, without sighing or speaking, everything was silent, silent and desolate.

Mu Xian repeatedly told him not to lose his temper, and he restrained himself as much as possible.

But how will it change at this time and a half?Mu Zhangcheng is used to giving orders to his subordinates, to his son, and even to the people he once loved.That notion is deeply rooted, and he feels that his ideas are correct, he has paved the way, and the rest of the people just need to listen to him and follow him.

Which link went wrong, or...he was wrong in the first place.

The negotiations were pointless and fruitless.

Even though Mu Zhangcheng said he would not take care of him anymore, he was still making trouble for Mu Wenran. Mu Wenran had never been more aware of his father's existence than now.It's ironic.

Mu Xian was also a little confused about the situation. He tried hard to get the two of them to meet, but the conversation broke down after less than 10 minutes.

After much deliberation, Mu Xian went to the company to meet Mu Zhangcheng in person.When he came out again, he was a little silent and called Mu Wenran.

"Nephew."

"..."

"Don't get angry with your father." Mu Xian didn't know what to say, "It's not easy for him to work hard alone." He didn't know what to say, no one is easy.What Mu Zhangcheng did back then, his stubbornness, his indifference, and his distrust, all the harm done to the young Mu Wenran will never be erased.But seeing Mu Zhangcheng today, Mu Xian still couldn't help sighing, this is a man over fifty years old, he has worked hard for half his life, no one applauds his achievements, and there is no one behind him.Hateful and pathetic.

Mu Wenran responded, he didn't have too many thoughts, let alone speak out.

Mu Xian knew that it was difficult for him to say more, so he changed the subject and asked, "Did Lu Jia visit you today?" He swore that he really just wanted to change the subject, but the subconscious thought was Lu Jia.

Mu Wenran paused for a moment: "Not yet."

Mu Xian smiled a little helplessly, it's no wonder that Mu Wenran was still wary of him.After all, he was the one who broke up the two people at the beginning, making the relationship stagnate at the most vulnerable place.

Mu Wenran endured it for three years, probably very upset.The growth of these three years is extremely important, at least it made him more mature, he will no longer deliberately provoke him, and he has learned to endure and pretend...at least in front of outsiders.

Everything was similar to what Mu Xian thought. The only thing he didn't expect was the bond between the two. The distance did not create a gap between the two, and time did not erase their emotions.

He could only compromise on this matter, he was the one who lost, the vow of youth was not blown away by the wind, they showed him another result.

It was already evening when Lu Jia arrived at Mu Wenran's residence.

Mu Wenran gave Lu Jia a key, but Lu Jia didn't want it, and Mu Wenran left it on the shoe cabinet. Later, Lu Jia secretly put it away, but Mu Wenran pretended not to see it.Probably because he wanted to play a full set, Lu Jia still knocked on the door every time he came, but Mu Wenran didn't break the door, and still opened the door for him.

Opening the door today, Luka was holding a bag of potatoes and looked at him eagerly: "Shall we eat potatoes today?"

As early as last week, Lu Jia came to report on time. He said that he was afraid that Mu Wenran would be hungry. In fact, Lu Jia only provided food. Cooking and cooking were Mu Wenran's job. Days to start ordering.Fortunately, he is not so unconscionable, Lu Jia will help wash the dishes, and remember to do the dishes after eating.

Mu Wenran: "Yes."

Luke silently made a "yeah" gesture.

Mu Wenran doesn't cook very much abroad, and he often just takes one bite at a time when his classes are tight.

On the first day Luke came, he was caught off guard and only made some simple dishes.After that day, I took time out to practice all morning.

Facts have proved that Young Master Mu will also secretly poke and do some tricks.Such as secretly practicing cooking, such as secretly studying games... Forget about games, he really sucks at playing games, he is really not interested in games, I don't know why Lu Jia likes to play.

It was already dark after dinner, and Luke was about to leave after washing the dishes and putting on his shoes.Because they knew they would meet again tomorrow, there was very little farewell between them.

The office room was open, and Mu Wenran was dealing with documents, and the lights cast a soft and warm color.

The moment Lu Jia put on his shoes and raised his head, his heart throbbed.He suddenly turned his head back, patted his chest as if he was greatly frightened, and laughed again slowly.

Why is his brother so handsome?

When Lu Jia returned home, he found a person standing at the door. Bai Yi saw Lu Jia and asked lightly, "Why did you come back so late?"

Luke: "..."

The door opened and Bai Yi collapsed on the sofa, his fatigue could not be concealed between his brows.

Lu Jia kicked his leg: "Tell me, what's the matter? Did you quarrel with aunt?"

Bai Yi frowned irritably, Lu Jia turned on the TV and played a random station.

After a long time, Bai Yi said, "I'm looking for a job recently, and I want to visit City C."

Lu Jia also leaned on the sofa with Bai Yi: "Auntie disagrees?"

"They told me to think about it again. It's best to find a job in this city." Bai Yi chuckled lightly, with a hint of sarcasm.

Lu Jia never thought of leaving home. If his aunt told him so, he would probably choose to stay.But Bai Yi was different, Bai Yi wanted to go out from the beginning.Home is both a destination and a bondage. Everyone faces different forks and has to make different choices.

Not wanting to continue this topic, Bai Yi asked: "Why did you come back so late, do you know how much the temperature is outside today? I waited at the door for almost two hours, and it froze to death."

"Yes." Lu Jia responded with a smile, and then said, "I went to find Mu Wenran."

Bai Yi wanted to liven up the slightly heavy atmosphere, but he couldn't do so when he heard the name, so he said silently, "Why are you looking for him?"

Bai Yi's attitude was a bit strange, Lu Jia didn't think about it: "Eat."

"You won't be going these days, will you?"

"Yeah, um." Luke turned his head, "What's wrong?"

Bai Yi closed his eyes. He was in a bad mood these days. He knew he couldn't say such words, but he blurted out: "I mean, do you really like him?" He knew he couldn't say it now, even if it was in a joking tone Can.

Sure enough, Lu Jia didn't answer, and Bai Yi didn't even dare to look at his expression, he was too afraid to hear the answer, so he hurriedly said, "Farewell, Mom can't stand the excitement."

This time he looked at Luke and understood the answer with just one glance.

Luke's eyes had always been bright, and they still are now.At first, there were doubts and bewilderment in his eyes, but after Bai Yi's words, there was nothing but daze.

He squeezed his hands, not understanding why his fingers were cold while his palms were hot, he looked down at his hands, and touched his ears after a while, the ears were warm, but the fingertips were cold.Luke said dryly, "What do you say?"

Bai Yi pretended to smile lightly: "I'm just joking."

"Ah... really." Lu Jia blinked, "Yeah."

Bai Yi knew that he couldn't speak anymore, but he couldn't control his mouth: "If it's real, my mother will definitely cry to death. After all, I don't let her worry so much... Don't you think so?"

"Huh?" Lu Jia looked up a little dazedly, and it took a few seconds to react, and he nodded obediently and pitifully, "Hmm..."

Bai Yi couldn't bear it.

Bai Yi shouldn't use his relatives to pressure Lu Jia, Lu Jia really cared too much, so much so that Bai Yi just said something, and he showed a pitiful expression.

Luke was too obvious.

The sadness is too obvious, and the love is also obvious.