Wife-chasing crematorium of a wealthy old man

Qi Zhijie turned his eyes to look at the timer oven. In 2 minutes, the egg tarts he baked will be cooked. Mu Xun likes to eat egg tarts, preferably the ones with a slightly burnt egg skin: "I am Qi Zhijie, However, it has nothing to do with Zehua anymore."

"Indeed, neither the Mu Clan nor the Zehua Group should be able to tolerate the heir being gay." Mu Tang also deliberately looked at the uncle in front of him with a little provocation.

The oven's reminder sounded on time, and Qi Zhijie's eyes darkened slightly after listening to the girl's words: "This should and isn't something you should worry about, miss."

"Of course I'm not worried." After all, the more Mu Xun did, the better it would be for her.

Qi Zhijie put on thick gloves and took out an egg tart that was full of baking trays: "Do you want to try it?"

"I hate sweets." The girl said coldly, folded her arms around her chest, and left.

Qi Zhijie packed a few snacks he made, and then drove from the wooden house to the Mu family.

Mu Xun had just finished a conference and cut out of the conference room with a huff.

Ah Mo walked up to him and whispered: "Mr. Qi is here, in your office."

As soon as Qi Zhijie was mentioned, Mu Xun thought of being caught last night, and couldn't help but punched Ah Mo: "It's all you, why did you tell Qi Zhijie that I was in the bar? You don't Will you say that I am working overtime?"

He didn't hit hard, but it still hurt a little, Ah Mo clutched his biceps that had been hammered, a little aggrieved: "President, you didn't explain..."

"This still needs to be explained!" Mu Xun was so angry that he lifted his suit jacket and walked to the office with his hips crossed.

Ah Mo followed him closely like a dog's leg.

When he entered the office, Mu Xun saw Qi Zhijie sitting on the sofa, and there were many snacks on the coffee table.

"I've made some of your favorite snacks, try it." The man hooked his hand and motioned him to come over.

He happened to be hungry during the meeting, and the smell of desserts was wafting all over the room. He almost drools, walked to the side of the tea table, grabbed a piece of egg tart and put it into his mouth: "When will you learn how to eat?" Do these things."

Qi Zhijie grabbed his wrist and pulled him into his arms.

Mu Xun did not resist, and naturally lay in his arms and continued to eat egg tarts.

"I just learned from your chef and made chocolate-flavored cookies. I remember you like them." When he was in Manhe, Mu Xun loved to make sweets in their small yard. What they did was disastrous, and after repeated battles and defeats, Mu Xun compromised, and said to Qi Zhijie that some money should be earned by others, and it is not good to cut off people's wealth.

Mu Xun's habit of eating fast has been preserved until now, so he finished the egg tart in a few bites, and licked his fingers and began to think about the cookies on the plate.

Qi Zhijie had already seen through his little thoughts, reached out to take a cookie and fed it into his mouth, and said in a casual tone: "Suddenly thought of something."

"what's up?"

"Zehua can't tolerate me being with you, can the Mu family tolerate it? Or..." Qi Zhijie was actually quite scared. It's not that he didn't think of this problem, but he just turned a blind eye to it all the time, but today Mu Tang's few words forced him to face this problem.

He didn't know how Mu Xun would weigh and choose between the Mu family and him.

He can give up Zehua, but he also understands that he has no right to make Mu Xun give up the Mu clan.

"I think, when my half-sister is an adult, how about letting her go, and then stay with you in the wood-hunting house and knead mud?" Actually, even if he didn't reunite with Qi Zhijie, he will do the same.

Thanks to the help of Mu Tang's mother's family, the Mu family has come to this day. It is not just Mu Liangqi's hard work and assets. Although he does not want to admit that he is an illegitimate child, he also hates being looked down upon like this all his life.

But he is indeed not justifiable, and he should not grab the resources and status that other people should have with their legitimate children.

He didn't want to do this, he wanted Qiuman's spirit in the sky, and he didn't want to see him do it.

"Are you willing? Or did you choose this way because you had no other choice?" Qi Zhijie gently wiped off the puff pastry at the corner of his mouth with the pulp of his index finger.

"You are willing to give up on Zehua, so why can't I be willing to give up on Mu's family?" Mu Xun turned his face and looked up at Qi Zhijie, "You still think I am a person who is motivated by interests."

"No, I just think you just returned to Mu's house not long ago." He said, pinching his cheek again.

Mu Xun felt a little pain, and grabbed his restless hand on his face: "To be honest, in the past few years since I came back, I have nothing to be happy about except being able to recognize Mu Liangqi."

As the man said, those fox eyes were unconsciously covered with a layer of haze.

Outsiders saw that he had gained power all at once, as if he was too imposing, but he was the only one who wanted to return to the poor boy in Manhe who only had a small motorcycle.

"Ah Xun, let's knead the mud together from now on." The man said, placing a kiss on his forehead.

Mu Xun thought, he seems to be getting closer to the life he likes.

Fu Dong's summer is much more pleasant than Manhe's.

Mu Xun was busy with a big project at hand, while Qi Zhijie was busy running his own small antique shop, and occasionally acted as the man behind Mu Xun, advising him.

Most of the time, he is really a small boss leisurely. When he has nothing to do, he carves jade and enjoys stones in the shop. Sometimes he goes to the countryside to go shopping in ancient towns. Little things come to make Mu Xun happy.

The cabinets in Mu Xun's office are almost full of the gadgets he sent.

When the end of summer was blown away by the September wind with the last bit of heat, the project in Mu Xun's hands finally came to an end. He specially invited Mu Liangqi for a short vacation, intending to spend time with his old "" Canary".

"Where do you want to go?" Qi Zhijie asked Mu Xun who had fallen asleep on the bed since the vacation.

"Bar." Mu Xun spit out two words without thinking, but Qi Zhijie's face immediately turned black as if a chemical reaction had occurred.

The man didn't even need to speak, so Mu Xun changed his words immediately.

"Just kidding..." He smiled mischievously, scratched his hair, "Go back to Manhe, I want to take you to meet someone."

He suddenly remembered that he hadn't brought Qi Zhijie to do this important thing.

"Who?" Qi Zhijie was a little puzzled.

Apart from He Jing, he really couldn't think of anyone in Manhe who was acquainted with Mu Xun, so it was worth running back to visit.

The next day, they boarded the flight to Manhe together.

Mu Xun kept looking at the scenery outside the window.

It is the ever-changing clouds and the endless blue.

After getting off the plane, Mu Xun, who was sitting in the business car, always turned his head to look at the scenery outside the window.

The leaves began to turn yellow and fell off the branches, falling to the hard and cold concrete floor.

"What are you looking at? It's so beautiful." Qi Zhijie followed his gaze and looked out the window.

Very common and common autumn scenery.

"I'm waiting." Mu Xun still stared out the window.

"Waiting for what?" The man was puzzled.

Mu Xun didn't answer right away, but turned his head, and with those clear and childish fox eyes, he replied seriously: "I'm waiting for winter, and I will go to see the snow with you."

The author says:

The content of the previous chapter has been modified again, and some content has been added. There may be problems with the connection. You can go to the previous chapter to take a look~

I lost a lot of money/sad jpg