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Wu Shuang'an chased him out, and when he got into the car, he found that his daughter was nowhere to be seen. He wondered, "Where's Shuangshuang?"

The driver wondered: "Miss... Miss has already left."

Wu Shuang'an froze for a moment, "Gone? Where did you go?"

The driver said: "They said they were going to the research institute in Turpan, where a seminar and a museum exhibition were held. The lady said that she wanted to prepare for the next design, so she went to see the exhibition by herself. She refused to let us send , I just hailed a car and left."

Wu Shuang'an knew that she had run away, and after a while she became angry and sighed again. She rubbed her eyebrows twice and said, "Okay, let her go. I'm just introducing, and I didn't mean to force her. ...Since her mother left, her temper has become more and more serious, and her ideas have become more and more serious."

The assistant laughed in front of him, and persuaded him: "I'm as talented as Madam, I don't want to rely on you."

Complacent and distressed, Wu Shuang'an looked out the window and sighed, "I'm the only child, and she still doesn't let me care about anything, so there's no reason for that."

The assistant asked in a low voice, "Mr. Wu, where are we going now?"

Wu Shuang'an said: "Come according to the original plan."

The assistant asked again: "Then the eldest lady, can I let someone follow?"

Wu Shuang'an shook his head, and said, "Farewell, I was wrong today, don't make her angry again, and fly abroad when you lose your temper, and you won't see each other for another year or so." He asked the assistant about the two things. Looking at the schedule of the day, I thought about it for a while, "I will spare some time the day after tomorrow. I will go over there to pick her up. This child is really good. I haven't had time to buy it for her yet."

The assistant responded with a smile. He is an old employee of the company and knows the temper of Miss Wu Shuang thoroughly. He joked: "President Wu's purse is about to bleed, Missy is not easy to coax."

Wu Shuang'an said with a wry smile: "It's okay if we can solve it with only money. She has a very bad temper now, and I dare not provoke her."

Wu Shuang'an originally just wanted to arrange for two young people to meet. He knew that Bai Luochuan had a "girlfriend" whom he was talking about. He heard that he was still studying. He himself was not very optimistic about this kind of campus romance. Compared to him, he cared more He is well-matched, and has met Luo Jiangjing several times, and he is very impressed with this shrewd and capable woman. He thinks that Luo Jiangjing should think the same as himself.

They all put a lot of effort into their children, who wouldn't want to choose a better one?

Children think that marriage depends on feelings, while adults think about marriage, which is divided equally between love and family.

Wu Shuang'an looked at the houses speeding past outside the car window, but his mind had already flown away.

Bai Luochuan sent Mr. Wu away, and dealt with the company's affairs, just in time for something to happen at Zhou Teng's car dealership, so he took Zhao Haisheng and his brothers there, and it was already dark after the work was over.

Zhou Teng repeatedly invited him to stay for dinner, but Bai Luochuan just shook his head and refused, saying to him: "Someone is here, I have to go back."

Only then did Zhou Teng let him go, and after Bai Luochuan left, he whispered to Fu Qisheng, who was left behind, about the news: "Hey, Qisheng, who is here in Boss Xiaobai's house? It can't be Boss Luo himself. Are you here?"

Fu Qisheng shook his head and said concisely: "No."

Although Zhou Teng is not as fond of gossip as his younger brother, and can find out everything, but after he got in touch with the Crown Prince Luo, he felt that this man had never been so polite to anyone, so he must go back early to accompany him at night.He couldn't ask a word from Fu Qisheng's saw-mouthed gourd. He thought about it for a long time, wondering if they were really family members, or why did Boss Bai leave in such a hurry?

Bai Luochuan was indeed a little impatient. He received a message from Mi Yang in his mobile phone text message, saying that he was waiting for him to go back to eat. It was almost eight o'clock, and he just saw it. After replying, he didn't see any movement from Mi Yang. , afraid that the other party has been waiting stupidly.

After swiping the room card to enter, there was a slight "beep", Bai Luochuan pushed the door lightly, for fear that if the other party was sleeping on the sofa, he would be awakened by him.

There was no one in the living room outside, and when I walked into the room, I saw a small bedside lamp turned on, and Mi Yang Zhengtuan was sleeping soundly on the bed.

Bai Luochuan relaxed his movements and sat on the edge of the bed, pushed back a little bit of hair on his forehead, and saw that Mi Yang's face was pink from sleep, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

He wanted to cover Mi Yang with a blanket and leave, but when he reached out to touch it, he felt something was wrong. The fabric under his hand felt stiff, not like pajamas, and he could clearly see the white when he lifted the blanket a little. The corner of the shirt is probably just wrapped, and the person who is asleep has not buttoned it, revealing a small piece of skin, but the sleeves are still well worn, the cuffs are slightly longer, covering most of it, and only the slender fingers are exposed.

Bai Luochuan rolled his Adam's apple twice, his eyes darkened.

He reached out to loosen his tie and leaned down to kiss the sleeping defenseless man.

Mi Yang slept in a daze, and was a little caught off guard when he was woken up, but he recognized him quickly, and raised his hand to hug him while saying in a nasal voice: "You're back?"

Bai Luochuan hummed, and bit the corner of his mouth, "Why did you sleep in my shirt?"

Only then did Mi Yang think of it, and said a little embarrassedly: "I didn't bring it."

Bai Luochuan chased after him and asked, "Didn't you bring anything?"

Mi Yang said vaguely: "I didn't bring my pajamas..." I was bitten a little bit as soon as I finished speaking, and hissed, "I didn't bring a small pillow, can I? I have ordered room service, and I will bring you a shirt tomorrow." Send it to wash."

Bai Luochuan laughed, kissed him again, and said, "Stealing my clothes again, I've grabbed them twice, tell me the truth, have you ever sneaked them on before?"

Mi Yang shook his head, but Young Master Bai was still reluctant, so Mi Yang had no choice but to nod, and made up a story for him on the spot to satisfy Young Master Bai.

Bai Luochuan started to walk with his big hands, Mi Yang thought he was about to take off his shirt, and when he made a slight movement, Bai Luochuan stopped him.

"Get dressed."

"what?"

"Didn't you make an appointment to deliver the laundry tomorrow morning, so you're not afraid of getting dirty."

"..."

Mi Yang digs a hole and jumps by himself, he really regrets it.

But it didn't make it to the end, Bai Luochuan knew that he was leaving tomorrow morning, so he didn't go too far, but after threatening, he pretended to be pitiful, which made Mi Yang take the initiative to cede the land and pay compensation, blushing and got up and said, "I, I Use something else to help you."

Bai Luochuan sat up with his elbows propped up to see what he was going to do.

Mi Yang was wearing Bai Luochuan's loose shirt, and felt that it was hindering the movement of his hands, so he rolled up his sleeves first, then went to the bathroom to get a wet towel and carefully wiped Young Master Bai's ears with red ears.

Ever since Bai Luochuan saw him roll up his sleeves, he almost couldn't control himself and threw him down. Young Master Bai just had sex, and he couldn't bear it. He couldn't think of anything except Mi Yang, especially Mi Yang. The man was still wandering around the room in one of his baggy shirts, unconscious.

Mi Yang cleared his throat and whispered: "It's my first time too, I don't have much experience, so tell me if you feel uncomfortable for a while."

Bai Luochuan just stared at his hands, and after Mi Yang knelt down, the doubts in his heart hadn't fully surfaced, and he was involved in a burst of heat—his eyes were red, and he couldn't stop staring at Mi Yang. Let it go, for fear of missing a little detail.

……

Mi Yang didn't want to stain his shirt, even if he sent it for washing tomorrow, he would be a little embarrassed to get some strange marks on it, so he made a little "sacrifice" for it.

In the end, he coughed a few times, and Bai Luochuan jumped down and poured him some water, coaxing him to rinse his mouth.

At night, Young Master Bai was also very peaceful. He heard Mi Yang cough in the middle of the night, and reached out to touch his throat, asking him if it hurt.

Mi Yang felt that he had just handed in the test papers, and his test scores were not bad, and he had nothing to worry about, so he answered vaguely and fell asleep very soundly.

However, when Mi Yang woke up the next day, his voice became hoarse, and he was a little speechless. Bai Luochuan was anxious to take him to see a doctor, but Mi Yang's face was flushed and he refused to go, so he wrote a note for him to read. Just say two days will be fine.

Bai Luochuan frowned and said, "Then I'll go buy some lozenges for you to take with you, and I told you not to force yourself yesterday, you must listen."

Mi Yang couldn't speak, but he could still bend his mouth and raise his head to kiss him.

He is willing.

I just want to pamper you like this.

****

Mi Yang hurried back to Professor Zhang's side. Seeing that he was speechless, Mr. Zhang thought he was sick, and he was reluctant to let the little apprentice follow him outside to endure hardship, so he asked him to stay in the museum ahead of time. The exhibition arrangement, their three-year results, changed two exhibition halls, one large and one small, and the results are still good.

In the past two days, reporters have come to interview one after another. Professor Zhang also left a sharp-tongued student here to explain to the reporters. He took Chen Baiwei and others to the camp and brought back the last few things.

The one left behind was a brother named Miao Liang with black round eyes. He was very kind and patiently answered all the reporters' questions.

"Yes, the conditions in the museum are better, but we also need to look at the actual situation of the unearthed cultural relics. There is a slogan posted in our camp that reads 'Maintain authenticity, minimal intervention'. This is what we must do first..."

When Miao Liang was busy answering the reporter's questions, Mi Yang was silently working on the sidelines, moving things, moving booths, printing brief introductions and labeling, doing whatever he saw, there was work in his eyes, and movements in his hands Quick and easy, bow your head seriously and stick the labels quickly and well.

There was a booth that was very short, and it was divided into three floors to display, all of which were small objects. Mi Yang knelt there on one knee and bowed his head to work. After cleaning the glass, he pasted a row of labels, followed by a ruler As if measured, very neat.

Hearing the sound of footsteps approaching, Mi Yang didn't raise his head, and continued to work on himself.

The people who came not far away were also acquaintances, and they called out to them with a smile: "Look, what I was talking about, it happened to be here! Come on, this is Mi Yang, the talented student brought by Professor Zhang, not many He is a talented person, he comes to our museum a few times a year, and he is more familiar with the things here than we are! The explanation is also good, how about I ask him to take you to the other two halls and explain it?"

Mi Yang raised his head, and saw the old curator walking side by side with a temperamental beauty. The girl looked a bit cold and beautiful. Although she was polite and polite, her brows were distant, and it was hard to get close to her.

The old curator and Professor Zhang are also old friends. The students holding Zhang Lao are the same as his juniors. They usually take care of them. Over the past few years, they have also provided great help to Zhang Lao and his research.This time, there was not enough manpower in the museum, and another important guest came, who needed someone familiar with the cultural relics here to give an explanation, so the old curator could only come to them for help in person.

Normally, Mi Yang would definitely help with this, but now his voice is hoarse, so he can only point to his throat apologetically and make a helpless gesture.

The old curator hurriedly asked: "What's the matter, are you sick? Have you seen a doctor?"

Mi Yang smiled and took out his mobile phone to type for him, saying that he was just dumb and could not speak, and it would take two days to explain.

The old curator naturally agreed, and told him: "Come to my office later, I still have some fat sea, you can use it to soak in water to drink, young people should take care of their bodies."

Mi Yang smiled and nodded.

The old curator wanted to take Wu Shuang to look for other explanations, but Wu Shuang's eyes fell on Mi Yang, and she suddenly said: "Curator, there is no need to change someone else, just let him show me."

The old curator wondered: "But Mi Yang can't speak."

Wu Shuang was satisfied with this point of his. She came here just to watch quietly for a while, but her father had said hello to this place, and he took care of him very thoughtfully as soon as he came. In her own thoughts, she was more inspired, and she still had a few design drawings waiting to be drawn.

Wu Shuang insisted that Mi Yang accompany him, and explained that it was enough to just lead the way. The old curator had no choice but to call Mi Yang aside and beg him in a low voice: "Mi Yang, just help us once, Miss Wu The family donated a lot of money, and I will count on this money for the expansion of the warehouse later.”

Mi Yang laughed and raised his hand to show the old curator.

The old curator hesitated, tried to imitate the young people nowadays and raised his hand to give him a high five, "Is that so?"

Mi Yang shook his head, took out his mobile phone to type, and held it up for him to see: "It takes hard work, not much, just give us Professor Zhang five small bags of tea."

The old curator cursed with a smile, patted him on the arm and said: "You monkey bastards all learned from Chen Baiwei, monkey spirit!"

Mi Yang made a gesture to turn his palm and double it.

The old curator pressed his hand and said quickly: "Here, I'll give you tea, go to work!"

Mi Yang nodded with a smile, and then went.

Wu Shuang had been waiting by the side, and when she saw Mi Yang approaching, she only nodded to him, said a polite word, and then followed behind Mi Yang without any further communication.

She has a cold personality and likes to be quiet, as long as someone from the museum guides her to see the way.

Although Mi Yang couldn't speak, her eyes were still very good at observing. When she saw Wu Shuang took out the small notebook she carried with her to write and draw, she observed a little, and when she took her to other exhibition rooms, most of what she saw were Wu Shuang liked the style. There were a few patterns on the tapestry that surprised Wu Shuang, and she kept painting for a while before stopping.

After she stopped writing, she realized that Mi Yang had been standing quietly at the side. Seeing her stop, she stepped forward and handed over a document, which was the literature and partial explanation of the tapestry.

Wu Shuang had a little more affection for this boy who "though he can't speak, but wants to give a good explanation", nodded and said, "Thank you, I just need this."

Mi Yang bent his eyes and smiled, then pointed to the tapestry, and made a photo-taking pose with both hands.

Wu Shuang smiled, raised the small notebook in her hand and shook it: "No need to take pictures, I have already drawn everything I need."

Mi Yang nodded.

He accompanied Wu Shuang to look at four or five exhibition halls. When Wu Shuang was looking at the gold and jade pendants in one of the exhibition halls, Mi Yang was also watching, and he enjoyed himself after a while.

He doesn't have a notebook, but he has a new camera that can take a lot of pictures.