Wife-chasing crematorium of a wealthy old man

Mu Xun thinks that he is not a person who will take revenge, and sometimes even feels that he is soft-hearted like a Bodhisattva.

Therefore, after turning himself over, he never went to find Qi Zhijie to show off with him.

But Qi Zhijie insisted on breaking into his world.

Time and time again, challenging his bottom line.

What can he do, he has no choice but to return all the grievances and pains he has suffered over the years to this old man.

After leaving Ruhuinan Garden, Mu Xun went to find Lu Zhizhou.

Because of the unanswered phone call, Lu Zhizhou was angrily blowing vodka on the bottle, and Chen Si couldn't stop him.

I had no choice but to call Mu Xun to come to the rescue.

When Mu Xun arrived, he saw Chen Si snatching food from the tiger's mouth, and snatched the wine bottle from Lu Zhizhou's hand: "If you drink to death with me, my wine cellar will be lost."

"What's your wine cellar, I've lost everything in my life..." Lu Zhizhou cried.

As the man said, he lay down in front of the bar and raised his eyes inadvertently, and saw Mu Xun, who had changed his dressing style from the past and looked like his uncle today.

He sniffed: "Wood, what you are wearing today is too wooden."

"..."

If it weren't for...he wouldn't be wearing Qi Zhijie's ugly clothes that were either black or gray.

Mu Xun ignored him, walked over and sat down, and then easily grabbed the wine bottle that Chen Si had snatched from Lu Zhizhou's hand, leaned his neck back and took two sips.

Lu Zhizhou and Chen Si blinked their eyes one after another, forgetting to stop him in shock.

High alcohol poured into his throat, as if to burn his throat and esophagus.

Lu Zhizhou was the first to react, and grabbed the wine bottle like Chen Si: "Are you crazy!"

The man was choked several times and coughed.

The two sat side by side, only Chen Si stood aside like an outsider.

He didn't understand why he had background boards everywhere.

Even in his own winery, he is still like air: "You talk, I'm going to sleep."

After taking two sips, Mu Xun's face instantly turned red.

"Are you looking for that old man again?" Lu Zhizhou propped his head and turned to look at him.

That pair of bright eyes looked straight at him, the corners of the eyes were slightly downward, and there was a mole of tears.

Whenever he lowered his eyes, this tear mole always gave people a melancholy look, which was in contrast to Lu Zhizhou's temperament.

"Lu Zhizhou." Mu Xun also supported his head with his hands, Ah Guo did not turn his head to look at the man, but looked at the famous wine on the wall at the front desk, "I will need your help after a while."

The man tilted his head with a puzzled look on his face.

They stayed in Chen Si's winery until midnight, and they didn't know whether they were drunk or sleepy, so they both fell asleep on their stomachs.

The wronged Chen Si had to climb out of the warm bed again to deal with the aftermath.

At that time, Qi Zhijie stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows on the second floor of the suite, and Mu Xun was in his mind.

All are muxun.

His Axun just sent him a message asking him to have dinner.

It's like dreaming.

The mobile phone he had randomly placed on the glass coffee table rang again.

But not Mu Xun.

But the theory of seasons.

He is in a good mood today, and finally he has no choice to turn a blind eye or hang up.

He gets on the phone.

Ji Zhilun's voice came from the receiver: "Brother, you are finally willing to answer my call."

"is there anything?"

"Of course there is something. The old man intends to let Zehua open a branch in Fudong, and he also intends to let you take care of it. Don't you want to stay in Lanjing, then in Fudong." The male voice on the phone was gentle, even with A little flattering.

"I said before, I won't bother about Zehua's affairs anymore. I'm relieved to have you here." Qi Zhijie's expression turned cold, and he sat absent-mindedly on a lazy chair and flipped through a financial magazine.

Ji Zhilun listened, but got anxious instead: "Is it possible that brother will never return to Zehua for the rest of his life? How can this be done?"

"Zhilun, you know, I don't like these intrigues in the mall, I find it tiring." He has been in Vanity Fair for so many years, for Zehua, for profit, he often does things that he doesn't want to do.

For more than ten years, he firmly pressed Zehua's rise and fall on his shoulders.

He was so overwhelmed that he forgot who he was.

Until today, he finally escaped and began to slowly remember Qi Zhijie, who he is and what he wants.

"Brother, you are the person that grandpa recognizes, and he will definitely let you come back." He was silent for a while, "Besides, there are so many people who like it or not, brother should understand better than me."

Qi Zhijie didn't respond to him, just flipped open a page of the magazine with a sullen face.

"Oh, I just booked a plane ticket to Fudong, we'll talk about it when we meet."

"What are you here to do?"

"Don't worry, I'm not here to tie you up, but to talk about cooperation."

"it is good."

When he hung up the phone, he also closed the magazine in his hand.

It was already 03:30 in the afternoon and he had to think about what to wear today.

Mu Xun asked him to have a Thai meal at five o'clock.

At 04:30, he had already arrived at the entrance of the restaurant. Mu Xun was sitting in the silver Bentley today. He had seen it at the auction last time and recognized it immediately.

The driver got out of the car and opened the door for Mu Xun.

Mu Xun got out of the car, wearing a new black Chinese mandarin jacket, the style is novel, not at all old-fashioned, the fabric looks like silk, and the buckle is inlaid with gold thread, which is full of luxury.

As for Qi Zhijie, instead of the normal coat and trousers, he actually put on a sky blue striped shirt with a youthful and beautiful white lining, and black jeans underneath.

Taking advantage of it, he seemed to be ten years younger.

Qi Zhijie is a person who deserves to be damned because he is too good-looking, and his legs are too long. Whether he is dressed like a cadre or like a college student today, he is not obtrusive, and each has his own good looks.

They went into the restaurant and sat down together.

Throughout the whole process, Qi Zhijie seemed a little cramped.

He always felt that it was the clothes that caused the trouble. He didn't wear such clothes when he first met Mu Xun.

"Did you... change the wardrobe?" Mu Xun couldn't help asking while looking at the menu.

Qi Zhijie rubbed the back of his neck in embarrassment: "Don't you always say I'm old... I want to change clothes... Can I look younger."

It was stupid to say that, but he really thought so.

After all, he is already in his thirties, and this kid is only 24 years old.

These words really seemed stupid, and Mu Xun succeeded in making him laugh.

Holding the menu, he smiled and shook his head.

"It's not good-looking, isn't it? I won't wear it in the future." Now he felt that wearing this dress would bite him.

It made him feel uncomfortable.

Mu Xun raised his eyes, and met Mou with those slightly upturned eyes: "No, very young."

The man felt shy now, he pursed his lips and turned his attention to the menu.

They ordered a few dishes, then put down the menu and looked at each other.

Qi Zhijie tapped the round table covered with white tablecloth with his fingers, every now and then, and looked up at Mu Xun as if inadvertently.

Only then did he notice that there was a pendant hanging around the man's neck.

It was the one he sent.

A few days ago, Mu Xun brought it back to him, and he returned the one.

Four years ago, he worked night and night to make the lamb.

Mu Xun actually hung around his neck again, hanging on his neck without any cover.

What this means, he thinks there should be no need to say more.

"Axun, you are finally willing to wear it."

"It's been in the box for too long, it always wants to see the light." Mu Xun's tone was gentle, but his expression was not gentle, and there was even a bit of coldness hidden in those fox eyes.

It's just that the moment he met Qi Zhijie's eyes, he completely hid the chill.

Three years ago, Qi Zhijie said that it was like he liked him.

Seeing no light.

It was only later that he realized why Qi Zhijie said that because, liking him made Qi Zhijie feel ashamed.

Liking him is something Qi Zhijie dare not admit.

So during the time when Manhe fell in love, except for Mu Xun himself, there was no one to prove that they were in love.

Thinking of this, his expression flickered slightly.

Fortunately, the waiter came over with the dishes at this time, cutting off his increasingly remote thoughts.

The meal took a long time, and the atmosphere was even a little awkward.

Qi Zhijie, who used to be full of flirtatious words, became honest instead, except for the occasional pickling of vegetables for Mu Xun, he never opened his mouth on his own initiative.

"Old Qi."

"What's wrong."

"Eat more." He said, and put a spoonful of green papaya salad into Qi Zhijie's bowl.

Very long time.

Mu Xun had never treated him so kindly before.

This undoubtedly flattered Qi Zhijie.

"Okay." He stuffed the salad Mu Xun scooped for himself into his mouth.

He doesn't like to eat this kind of raw and cold food, but today he finds it surprisingly delicious.

After eating Thai food, it was still early.

Without Qi Zhijie looking for reasons, Mu Xun offered to go to his wood-hunting house for a sit-down.

"Then take my car and go there."

"it is good."

Mu Xun got into his black Cullinan.

This seemed to be the second Rolls Royce Qi Zhijie bought that he saw.

In line with his temperament, very antique.

The leather seat in the car was very comfortable and the seat was spacious. He sat on the passenger side and looked sideways at the scenery outside the window.

At the end of March, there has been no more rain these days, the temperature has gradually started to warm up, and the green plants on both sides of the street do not look so pitiful in the wind.

In front of the Xunmu House, Mu Xun got off the car, and Qi Zhijie went to the car.

He looked up at the three big characters "Looking for Wooden House" written on the wooden plaque.

It is a cursive script, but between strokes and strokes, it has Qi Zhijie's own taste.

Mu Xun could tell that it was written by himself.

He didn't wait for Qi Zhijie, but went into the house by himself.

The last time he came with Lu Zhizhou, he couldn't take a closer look at the things inside.

There are a lot of things here, and the quality is not low, at least the things that caught his eyes now are not bad.

No wonder Xunmu House was able to gain a firm foothold in Fudong in such a short period of time, making many colleagues jealous.

By the time Qi Zhijie parked the car and came in, Mu Xun had already poured tea for himself.

It is the best Yuqian Longjing, comparable to those bought by Uncle He.

"Your name is unique. The antique shop is called Xunmuwu. I don't think you sell wood here, so it's easy for customers to misinterpret it." Mu Xun couldn't figure out the meaning of the name.

Qi Zhijie sat down opposite him, resting his elbows on his thighs, turning the jade wrench on his left thumb with his right hand, and after two or three turns like this, he slowly said: "It is possible to change the name, because I want to find a new name." The tree has been found."

His pair of peach blossom eyes are pasted up, the meaning is obvious.

Mu Xun was stunned for a moment, he really didn't expect this meaning.

But soon, he reacted and raised his eyebrows: "How do you know that you have found it?"

"Because he - is sitting here now." Qi Zhijie's peachy eyes were still stuck to his body.

What does sitting here represent.

Mu Xun only felt it was ridiculous in his heart.

Some people, even if they slept with him, told him that it didn't mean anything.

Suddenly there was movement at the door of the store.

The two turned their gazes to the main entrance one after another.

The curtain was lifted, and a person came in from outside the door.

"Brother, the clothes in your store are not bad..."

It is the theory of season knowledge.

The man was wearing a light-colored casual jacket with a pair of sunglasses pinned to his chest.

Seeing that there were outsiders, Ji Zhilun suddenly stopped talking.

Mu Xun remembered him.

Qi Zhijie's good brother.

Similarly, Ji Zhilun also remembers Mu Xun.

The little lover raised by his brother, the little lover who gave his brother some ecstasy soup.

It made his brother never forget it.

"Brother, you stay in Fudong and don't want to go back to Lanjing, maybe it's because of this illegitimate son again." Ji Zhilun pointed to Mu Xun who was sitting on a round stool.

"Zhilun, don't talk nonsense." Qi Zhijie sternly stopped Ji Zhilun.

Mu Xun was not angry at all, he sat on the round stool lazily raising his eyebrows and looked at the distraught Ji Zhilun: "Three years can change a lot of things, Mr. Ji."

"What can you change? You're still a bastard who can't be on the stage..." Zi.

Before Ji Zhilun finished speaking, Qi Zhijie stopped him again.

This time, the tone was more severe, with the meaning of reprimand and warning: "Ji Zhilun! Do you still put me in your eyes?"

"Brother, he is a disaster by your side." Ji Zhilun stomped his feet anxiously on the spot.

The most calm person in the audience was Mu Xun, he watched the two brothers blushing because of his quarrel.

Anyway, it was fun.

Then Mu Xun got up from the round stool and walked over slowly.

Qi Zhijie who was standing by the side thought that he was angry and wanted to leave, and was about to raise his legs to follow him.

Unexpectedly, the man stopped in front of Ji Zhilun.

He took out a business card from his pocket: "Let's get to know each other again, Mr. Ji, I am Mu Xun, the current president of the Mu Group."

Mu's Group, the current president.

No matter what the Jizhi theory is, there is no way to connect these two groups of words with Muxun.

And Mu Xun was very satisfied with his stunned look, and put the business card between his index finger and middle finger, and stuffed it into Ji Zhilun's coat pocket with great interest: "Don't be surprised, it's just me, the illegitimate child." Now he is the only young master of the Mu family."

Ji Zhilun, who is far away in Lanjing, of course doesn't know these secrets, he just heard that the son of the Mu family is very wealthy.

But he never expected that Mu Xun was this young master.

How could it be such a coincidence that he could be Mu Liangqi's illegitimate son.

"Mr. Ji still thinks that I need to cling to your brother's little lover?" Mu Xun asked him back.

Climb to Qizhi Festival.

Even Mu Xun three years ago never thought of it this way.

there has never been.

He once wanted to exchange his sincerity for his sincerity, but it only made people think that he was trying to cling to someone.

It's ridiculous.

Ji Zhi gritted his teeth angrily, but he never argued again.

If he hadn't remembered that his trip was to fight for the cooperation with the Mu family for the project team he brought, in order not to be caught by other project teams first, he would not have swallowed his anger so much.

Seeing Ji Zhilun smashing his teeth and swallowing in aggrieved manner, he was overjoyed.

It can be regarded as a resentment of the man who humiliated himself with a wad of money back then.

"It's getting late, the driver has already arrived, I'll go back first." Mu Xun turned his head and said warmly to Qi Zhijie.

Qi Zhijie immediately followed him: "Then I'll take you out."

He nodded.

The two opened the curtain one after another and left the room, leaving Qi Zhilun alone in the room.

He had only a pot of cold tea that had run out of heat for company.

Accompanying Mu Xun to wait for the car to wait, Qi Zhijie still did not forget to apologize for Ji Zhilun: "Zhilun is used to talking outrageously at home, don't be angry, I'll go back and talk to him well."

"I'm not angry, I'm indeed an illegitimate child, and your brother didn't say anything wrong." Standing on the side of the road kicking the stone Mu Xun, he shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

In fact, he really wanted to ask Qi Zhijie if he also looked down on him as an illegitimate child.

If the person standing in front of him now was not Mr. Mu of the Mu Group, but Man He's unwanted illegitimate son, would he still say that he regretted it and that he still loved him?

He really wanted to ask.

But of course he won't do it, it's not the time yet.

He has to wait.

Wait until it can make Qi Zhijie feel enough pain, and feel it is heartbreaking.

The Bentley who came to pick Mu Xun had already appeared at the intersection not far away, driving towards them.

Qi Zhijie only hoped that the red light at the intersection would be on for a while longer, so that he and Mu Xun could stay longer.

It's just that no matter how long the red light is, there will be a moment when it jumps into a green light.

While Bingley was getting closer to them, Mu Xun suddenly took Qi Zhijie's thumb, and wrapped the jade wrench on his thumb into his palm.

Qi Zhijie subconsciously lowered his head to look.

Mu Xun took this opportunity to lean up and kiss him on the forehead.

The man only felt that his forehead was soft, as if he had been bitten by cotton.

It was Mu Xun who raised his neck and kissed him.

Mu Xun's lips only stayed between his forehead for a few seconds, and he refused to stay longer for half a second.

It really caught him off guard.

It really made him feel infinitely aftertaste.

Mu Xun's hand that was holding his thumb to play with the jade wrench gradually let go of him.

"Axun..." He didn't want him to go, but instead held his wrist.

"What are you doing?" Mu Xun lowered his head, pretending to be coy and trying to refuse, "The car is here."

The Bentley stopped in front of the two, and the lights shone on the dark street.

Only then did the man slowly let go of him: "Have a good rest and see you tomorrow."

"Yeah." Mu Xun still hung his head, pretending to be shy and ran into the car.

The man watched Bentley's receding back, and involuntarily reached out and touched his forehead.

He is still reminiscing.

Mu Xun, who was sitting in the car, wanted exactly this effect.

He wanted Qi Zhijie to think so much that he couldn't sleep tonight.

The author says:

The fishing system Axun is online.

I don't believe that I can't handle Old Dog Qi.

There will be a chapter of 5000 later~