Wife-chasing crematorium of a wealthy old man

Ji Zhilun was left hanging in the wood-hunting house for a long time, and Qi Zhijie came back.

It is not very appropriate to say that it is coming back.

It seemed that only the person came back, and the soul had already gone with the little lover.

"Brother... Is it because of that little boy that you don't want to go back to Lanjing?" Ji Zhilun frowned.

He had every reason to suspect that Qi Zhijie was unwilling to return to Lanjing and insisted on staying in Fudong because of Mu Xun.

Qi Zhijie didn't want to talk to him very much, and went to the counter to look for jade, planning to pick one to make a new pendant for Mu Xun.

From then on, he gave Asun a new pendant every year.

"Brother, did you listen to me?" Ji Zhilun hadn't eaten all day, and thought that Qi Zhijie would take him to eat after the plane landed.

Now, I'm full of gas

What made him vent his anger the most was that Qi Zhijie didn't pay attention to himself at all: "Brother, did you listen to me?"

"Listen, you're right, I'm here for him." He took a fancy to a piece of violet jade, which has good transparency and moist texture, and is a good material for carving things.

Listening to his words, Ji Zhilun's brain skipped a beat: "Let Grandpa know, he will definitely not agree."

His tone was calm, and he didn't even bother to raise his eyelids: "Zhilun, I am now Qi Zhijie, the owner of Xunmu House, not the Qi Zhijie of Zehua Group. I don't need to consider whether he agrees or not, because, now I , it’s just Qizhi Festival.”

"Brother, do you think it's realistic?" Ji Zhilun didn't understand how Qi Zhijie, who is usually so shrewd, could become so whimsical.

He took the piece of violet jade out of the counter, thought about how to cut it better, and replied lightly: "Zhilun, when you really understand what you want, many decisions and trade-offs have already been made." alright."

He didn't want to be the original Qi Zhijie anymore.

He wants to love who he wants to love, and he wants to do what he wants to do.

He wants to be free.

Ji Zhilun knew that he couldn't persuade Qi Zhijie, so he silently shut up, drank a cup of cold Longjing, and left.

And Qi Zhijie spent the night in the wood-hunting house.

He knew that he would not be able to sleep when he returned home.

He wanted Mu Xun.

Want it so so much.

I can't wait to go to the wooden house and steal people out now.

Mu Xun, who made him angry all over, slept peacefully, and it was the first time he felt the pleasure of strategizing.

In the early morning of the next day, Qi Zhijie sent him a text message.

Say good morning to him and ask him if he had breakfast.

He knew that if he didn't eat it, the old man would definitely say to bring him breakfast.

He doesn't.

He leisurely put down his phone, washed up and had dinner at home.

Mutang rarely appeared on the dinner table today.

Seeing that the two of them didn't have a good look at each other, Mu Liangqi couldn't help being a little sad: "Is Xiaotang going to hold a parent-teacher meeting in two days?"

"Yes, Dad, you will come, right." The girl said and cast an expectant look at Mu Liangqi.

Mu Xun suddenly remembered his childhood.

Every time the teacher talked about holding a parent-teacher meeting, Mu Xun was embarrassed and embarrassed.

Of course Qiu Jinhua didn't care about his parents' meeting, and she was even reluctant to send him to school.

Then look at my half-sister, who wears a beautiful uniform from an aristocratic school every day, and is picked up by a driver to and from school.

Received the highest education and enjoyed a life favored by thousands of people.

And he, for many, many years, has been stigmatized as an illegitimate child, and is pointed at like a mouse crossing the street.

To this day, some people still call him the illegitimate son.

His thoughts drifted so far away that he couldn't hear Mu Liangqi calling himself.

"Xiao Xun?"

"What's the matter, Dad?" He regained his composure and responded in a daze.

"I said that I might go abroad next week, and if Xiaotang's parents can't make it, you can go for me." Mu Liangqi said.

In fact, it doesn't matter whether he goes abroad or not, he just wants to take this opportunity to let the two brothers and sisters who don't like each other get along more.

"What? Dad, how can he be my parent." Mutang was very angry.

"He's your elder brother, the elder brother is like a father, of course he is your parent." Mu Liangqi's tone was a little serious, but his face was as kind as ever.

Mu Tang pouted, not daring to speak out.

Who dares to love like to go.

However, in order to anger Mutang, Mu Xun agreed immediately: "I should be free next week."

"Let He Gu go for Dad, I don't want him." The girl put down the silver spoon in her hand angrily.

"That's okay, after all, Aunt He is just a servant hired by our family, Dad, you are right." Mu Xun did it on purpose.

He purposely said it to He Gu who stood by and waited on them for dinner, so as to save this old lady from putting on airs in front of him all day long and pretending to be the boss.

He just wanted to tell her that no matter what, he was the only young master in this family.

His surname is Mu.

As expected, the expression of Aunt He who was standing at the side changed slightly.

"Xiao Xun is right." Mu Liangqi also did it on purpose.

It's not that he doesn't know about Aunt He's little tricks behind her back.

It's just that he is an old man in the family and married with Mutang's mother, so he can't say much.

Mu Liangqi thought that she was a smart person, so after saying that, he knew he had to put himself in the right position.

This breakfast ended at the dismounting ceremony for Gu He.

Mu Xun arrived at the company after sleeping in the car.

At the end of the month, a pile of statements and bills made him look like one head and two big.

While signing the documents, he asked Ah Mo beside him: "Is Zehua going to have a cooperation with us recently?"

"Yes, Zehua's project team has come to Fudong today." Ah Mo carefully checked the documents he had signed.

"What project, Zehua attaches so much importance to." Mu Xun really wanted to know what kind of profitable project, worthy of Ji Zhilun's condescension.

"They have just built several high-end communities, and they want our design team to take care of the interior design and community layout."

Although Zehua has many industries, he does not dabble in real estate much.

The Mu family has always been a leader in the design industry, not only in luxury accessories, but also in interior design. It is very famous in the industry, and sometimes even becomes a measure of whether the real estate is high-end or not.

"What's going on now?"

"It's very strange. The team leader of this project just now said that a team leader from Zehua contacted him to talk about it. It seems that they are taking the lead internally, and they should be responsible for a different batch of real estate."

Hearing this, Mu Xun became interested, so it was like this: "Okay, make arrangements, I want to meet the person in charge of Fu Dong."

"Ok."

With such a good opportunity, he would feel sorry for himself if he didn't show off.

Ji Zhilun was taken to one of the Mu family's many meeting rooms. There was no one else in the room, only Mu Xun.

The man was wearing a suit, with a bit of arrogance on his brows, completely missing the cautious and humble look he saw in the countryside many years ago.

"Mr. Ji, I didn't expect us to meet again so soon." Mu Xun leaned on the comfortable upholstered long-legged chair in the meeting room, raised his eyes lazily,

Seeing his appearance, Ji Zhilun knew that he was about to be bullied by dogs: "Tell me, what do you want before you agree to cooperate with me."

"It doesn't matter, I will let them agree to sign a contract with your project team." Mu Xun raised his eyebrows: "Then, I will tell Qi Zhijie, tell him that I am for him, so I love my house."

The man sitting at the other end of the conference table couldn't understand: "What do you mean?"

"It means, I will make him think that I love him, and then, let him love me even more." Mu Xun straightened his back slightly, and said this sentence to Ji Zhilun word by word.

Listening to his words, Ji Zhilun's pupils shrank suddenly: "What are you going to do? Mu Xun."

"Don't do anything, are you afraid?" Mu Xun was satisfied with Ji Zhilun's reaction, "Don't worry, I will arrange for them to sign a contract with you after you go out."

When he did this, Ji Zhilun didn't dare to sign.

"What did you mean by what you just said?"

"literal meaning."

He just wanted Qi Zhijie to love him more, just like his former self.

"Muxun, don't think that you are the young master of the Mu family now, and I, Ji Zhilun, dare not touch you." He gritted his teeth, "If you dare to hurt my brother, just wait."

"Then you don't want to sign." Mu Xun raised his eyebrows, it's really nice to be able to control others.

The man's momentum weakened immediately: "One size is one size."

Mu Xun wanted to laugh, he thought Ji Zhilun and Qi Zhijie were brothers.

However, Mu Xun thought, this also confirmed that the two of them were indeed related by blood.

They are all ruthless and indifferent people.

In the end, Ji Zhilun still signed the contract.

He left the Mu family with the documents, but saw Cullinan under the building who was listening to his brother impressively.

I saw Qi Zhijie getting out of the car with a food box, and was bumped into by Ji Zhilun.

"Brother, what are you doing here?" He just felt stupid when he asked the question.

Under the Mu's office building, what else can they do.

He must have come to look for Mu Xun again.

"Axun said he was hungry, so I made him something to eat." Qi Zhijie didn't shy away, and answered straightforwardly, "What are you doing here? Talk about cooperation."

"Hmm." Ji Zhilun became more and more uneasy now.

I even regret signing the contract a little bit.

"How's it going?"

"It's been signed."

Qi Zhijie was a little surprised that Ji Zhilun could win this cooperation so easily, after all, he offended A Xun yesterday and before.

He knew that what Ah Xun cared about the most was that others called him an "illegitimate child".

Therefore, he always thought that this little fox of his always wanted to avenge his own private revenge.

"Okay, then go get busy first, I'm going to cook noodles too." He doesn't want to care about these now, he just wants to see Axun as soon as possible.

"Yeah." Ji Zhilun nodded.

The man also nodded slightly, and then walked into the office building with long legs.

I don't know why, Ji Zhilun always feels a little sorry for Qi Zhijie, and always feels that he seems to help Mu Xun do something that will hurt Qi Zhijie.

Looking at the contract in his hand that he had been longing for, he couldn't be happier at all.

Qi Zhijie went straight to Mu Xunyuan's office on the 21st floor. On the way, he was blocked several times because of the access control. Fortunately, Mu Xun greeted the people under his command so that he would not be blocked again and again.

Mu Xun's office is very large, with a simple white desk in front of a large floor-to-ceiling window, a lot of collections on the wall, and a set of tea sets on the transparent coffee table of the black leather sofa.

He was sitting at the desk, looking over with his fox eyes, Qi Zhijie who was standing in front of the door with a food insulated box in his hand: "What delicious food did you bring me?"

"Egg noodles." The man slightly hooked his lips, walked in from the door, and put the food box on the coffee table, "Come and eat, it's going to be lumpy."

"Okay." Mu Xun pretended to be tired and stretched from the office chair, got up, lazily walked to the sofa and sat down.

Qi Zhijie opened the food box and handed it to Mu Xun: "What are you looking at? So tired."

"The project signed with your brother." Mu Xun sucked a mouthful of noodles into his mouth.

The taste is not bad, not lumpy.

Qi Zhijie sat beside him, and asked him with some doubts, "Why did you agree to sign the contract with Zhilun so readily?"

"It's not because of you." Mu Xun bit his lip, pretending to be wronged, and buried his face in the food box.

Qi Zhijie didn't react, he lowered his head and asked him softly: "What's wrong with me?"

"If he wasn't your younger brother, I wouldn't care about him." Mu Xun said, swallowing the noodles in his mouth, his ears turned slightly red.

From Qi Zhijie's point of view, it was Mu Xun's shyness, his cute reaction after he accidentally leaked his words.

But it's not.

The reason why Mu Xun's ears are red is because he still doesn't know how to tell lies, and his acting skills are a little clumsy when it comes to deceiving others.

It's just that these clumsiness and unfamiliarity just added a lot of realism to his pretended emotions.

The current Qi Zhijie is a fool whose brain is dominated by love, of course he can't see that Mu Xun is acting.

Hearing Mu Xun's beautiful words, he couldn't find Bei happily: "So you are in love with Wujiu, right?"

He was anxious to confirm Mu Xun's love for him.

As for Mu Xun, he lowered his head again and only focused on eating noodles.

He deliberately did not answer.

After eating the noodles, Mu Xun went back to his desk to read the report, while Qi Zhijie sat at the coffee table and used the tea set.

"I remember that you don't seem to like tea." The tea set is Tianzhou white porcelain with excellent color and novel style. He made a pot of Jin Junmei casually.

This tea, like the tea set, is an excellent top grade.

Mu Xun signed the last report: "Yes, so, before this morning, there were two bottles of white wine here."

What he implied was that this tea set was put on for Qi Zhijie.

"Axun, in fact, you can always put wine on display, you can drink tea for me, and I can also learn to drink for you." He said, his eyes flickering.

Mu Xun looked at him and suddenly felt numb in his chest.

Qi Zhijie, it would be great if you had this awareness earlier.

This feeling was only for a moment, and soon, his rationality re-occupied the high ground of his thoughts, and he shouldn't feel sorry.

This relationship, this situation.

It was all caused by Qi Zhijie.

He should never be the one who should be sad and sad.

Ah Mo knocked on the door and came in to get the report, breaking the ambiguous atmosphere in the office.

It also made Mu Xun more awake.

"Mr. Mu, Mr. Zhu replied to the email, saying that he is on vacation now and will not be back for a while."

This Mr. Zhu is the Zhu Huan mentioned by Qi Zhijie earlier.

"Did he say when he would be back?"

"No."

Mu Xun frowned lightly, and couldn't help feeling worried.

Qi Zhijie who was at the side answered, "I know where he is, I'll take you there, Axun."

On the way to find Zhu Xu, Mu Xun realized that Qi Zhijie and him were old acquaintances.

Zhu Xu is an alumnus of Qi Zhijie, and the two met at a seminar.

"He built a villa on Chengling, and he usually hides there." Qi Zhijie drove Cullinan on the winding mountain road, "We can always catch him when we stay there."

Although the location of the villa is remote, it is very beautiful, especially in this early April.

The two got out of the car, and the security at the door saw that it was Qi Zhijie and did not stop them.

A service staff in uniform with a decent smile stood at the front desk: "Mr. Qi, you are here."

Qi Zhijie nodded slightly.

"Does Mr. Qi still live in the Qingjing Garden where he usually lives?"

"Ah."

"Then...does this gentleman open a new one or..." live together.

Forgive her for her incompetence, but she really couldn't figure out the relationship between the two men in front of her.

Mu Xun raised his eyes and looked at Qi Zhijie with great interest.

"Uh..." Qi Zhijie turned to look at him.

"What do you think?" Mu Xun tilted his head, his fox eyes stared at Qi Zhijie with an ambiguous expression.

The man narrowed his eyes slightly, rolled his Adam's apple back and forth for a week, and said to the front desk: "He should live in Songshan Residence."

"Okay." The waiter handed them two room cards, "The two of you are welcome, have a good time."

Holding the room card, Mu Xun was still surprised that Qi Zhijie would ask for two rooms.

I thought to myself, why this man is still pretending to be here.

However, Songshan Residence is just across from Qingjing Garden, very close to each other.

The two stood between the doorways of the two suites.

Qi Zhijie spoke first: "Have a good rest."

"Have a good rest." Mu Xun replied, but there was a little more playfulness in his tone and expression.

The two swiped their cards in front of their respective doors, Mu Xun walked in, and before closing the door, poked out half of his head and said a meaningful sentence to Qi Zhijie who was dawdling and swiping his card again: "I closed the door. , the door won’t be open until tomorrow morning.”

After he finished speaking, seeing that the man who had just opened the door didn't move, he looked back in disappointment, and pushed the door back slightly with his hand on the doorknob.

The door was not closed smoothly, because in the next second, a hand rested on the edge of the door, gradually widening the ever-shrinking distance between the door and the frame.

It is Qizhi Festival.

He pushes the door open.

Taohua's eyes are full of wood xun.

"What are you doing?" Mu Xun asked knowingly.

"I don't want to see you until tomorrow morning." Qi Zhijie replied, one hand was already down Qi Zhijie's elbow, and stuck to Mu Xun's waist, "Do you want to?"

These three words, he said are too ambiguous, too imaginative.

Mu Xun lowered his eyes, deliberately not answering, and deliberately not looking at him.

Suddenly, his waist tightened, Qi Zhijie lifted him up, and he walked in from the door, and the two of them were close to each other.

There was the sound of the door closing.

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