The emperor's wife is addicted to seducing his wife: his ex-wife is captured

Chapter 69 Betting You'll Fall in Love with Me for Three Months
On the other hand, Jun Ling is still very curious. Regarding Mu Shaocheng's sudden confession and the shelf life of love in his mouth, how long can he persist in the face of a relationship that he will not respond to?Can it really be indefinite?
I went back to the old house and had a meal. I don't know if it was my illusion. I clearly felt that Mrs. Mu treated me better than before. Even the servants of the entire Mu family called her Mrs. Mrs. Jun Ling got goosebumps.

Compared with these people, Mu Shaocheng can be said to be doing nothing, and he still treats her like a man who is ready to chase someone, Jun Ling is relieved, and once again attributed Mu Shaocheng Because he was dreaming and confused, he put the whole thing behind him.

After the weekend, Jun Ling started to go to work. Although it was not easy to enter the planning department, his colleagues were easy to get along with. Jun Ling and Ling Zichen worked hard to get rid of the business affairs accumulated during this period, and handed over the responsible cases to the two of them. Time is a little busy.

This busyness made Jun Ling completely forget about Mu Shaocheng. Most of the things on his mind every day were whether this case would work or not, and whether that case should be rewritten. Under normal circumstances, Mu Shaocheng would not know the case that Jun Ling settled. More review.

Until this day, Mu Shaocheng frowned when Ling Zichen handed some papers to the president's office again. He found that since Jun Ling came to work in the company, he seemed to have never visited his office again.

At noon, Junling and Ling Zichen went to the staff canteen for dinner. The staff canteen was specially prepared by Mu Shaocheng for the employees. I came here purely out of curiosity, but after eating there once, I found that Mu Shaocheng's cafeteria was really reliable, so it became a must-visit place for Jun Ling every day.

Fiercely stuffing a piece of hot pot meat into her mouth, Miss Jun, who had been exhausted all morning, was almost laughing out loud. Ling Zichen sat across from her, and could only laugh away at her childishness.

At this moment, a pair of slender fingers flicked in front of him, "Why don't you change positions?"

There was a hint of oppression in the man's loud voice, Ling Zichen looked up and saw Mu Shao standing beside him with a plate in his hand, without thinking about it, Ling Zichen gave Jun Ling a self-seeking look, packed up the tableware, stood up and left, not only It was Ling Zichen who left, and even the employees who were sitting around them quietly picked up their plates and slipped away.

The cafeteria is so big, why bother to bother Mr. Mu and Mr. Jun who are in love with each other. These people have not forgotten that Mr. Mu didn't even come to work in order to take care of his wife.

Under Jun Ling's astonished gaze, Mu Shaocheng sat down, dialed the dishes in a slow-death manner, and said, "I heard that you complained to the chef who made the braised pork yesterday?"

"Cough..." Jun Ling was choked, and immediately covered his mouth with a tissue, swallowed his mouthful of meat with a cough, adjusted his breathing and said, "No, no, Mr. Mu, you have to believe, I just gave it to you." The chef has a little conscience suggestion, um, he put too much soy sauce, I suggest that he put a quarter less of the current amount, it will taste better.”

Mu Shaocheng almost doubts what kind of mouth she has, but every time the food made according to her suggestion is indeed more delicious than before. It's going to be a mess.

Seeing that he didn't speak, he thought he had finally got the problem over with. He breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the man on the other side say again: "Jun Ling, you're avoiding me."

"Uh..." Her hand holding the spoon froze, she quickly put down the spoon and waved her hand, "Mr. Mu, you misunderstood, it's nothing."

"Oh, really?"

"Yes, yes." The answer couldn't be more dogleg.

However, Young Master Mu nodded slightly, continued to eat without changing his expression, and said: "From now on, you will personally send all the documents that need to be signed by the copywriting department to the president's office."

It turned out that she was waiting here, and she had already dug a hole for her to jump in. Jun Ling couldn't hold back, and the spoon he just picked up fell into the soup bowl with a "snap", "Damn! Mu Shaocheng, you are a bully!" !"

The splashing of soup, the sound of the crisp spoon hitting the soup bowl, and the sound of drinking made the employees who were still some distance away look over at once, and when they turned their heads, they saw Jun Linghong's puffy voice. Xiaolian and Mu Shaocheng were eating lunch indifferently.

Although he has always been used to being stared at by others, this time Jun Ling inevitably felt a little ashamed, silently wiped the soup splashed on the table with a paper towel, glared at Mu Shaocheng bitterly, and said in a low voice: " What on earth do you want?"

Mu Shaocheng shrugged slightly, but smiled on his face, with a playful look, "I never thought that you, Jun Ling, are still afraid of being watched by others?"

"I'm not afraid of being hotly looked at, I just don't want to argue with you." She snorted, grabbed the spoon and continued to eat with her head down, and the people around her also patted their chests and looked back one after another. Oh, it turned out that the couple were playing around. ah.

Mu Shaocheng didn't speak anymore, until Jun Ling was almost finished eating, Mu Shao suddenly raised his head, "Are you full?"

"I'm full." As soon as she nodded, someone grabbed her wrist, pulled her up from her seat with irresistible force, pulled her and walked out, so, amidst the attention of the crowd, , Jun Ling was taken out of the cafeteria.

"What are you doing?" Jun Ling asked in the president's special elevator.

Mu Shaocheng didn't speak, and dragged her directly into the CEO's office, and locked the door as soon as he entered, Jun Ling shook his shoulders, and looked at Mu Shaocheng suspiciously, "Mu Shao, what do you want? What about the premonition of being raped and then killed?"

Mu Shaocheng: "..."

He went to sit behind the desk and rummaged through the piles of documents. Jun Ling yelled unbearably, "Young Master Mu, Mr. Mu, President Mu, it seems that it's still off-duty time, can you let me relax for a moment?"

Mu Shaocheng ignored her and handed over the document, "Have you read this document?"

Jun Ling had no choice but to lean over to take a look. She leaned over through the large desk and almost lay down on the desk. She only glanced at it twice and said, "I've seen this one."

"You agree?" Mu Shaocheng raised his eyebrows and was a little surprised. She had a flamboyant personality and was full of vitality, but this copywriting was obviously written in a steady manner, which tended to be mediocre in advertising planning.

Jun Ling nodded, "Yeah, I've read it and compared it. If we shoot according to this copy, the risk rate will be 10% lower than others, and the cost will also be saved. So, I think it's better for a The promotion of this shampoo will do.”

Mu Shaocheng responded, quickly picked up the pen and signed his name at the signature place, then put down the document, leaned back in the chair relaxedly, crossed his arms and said, "The official business is over, let's talk about private matters. "

"Talking about personal matters with female employees in the office, Mr. Mu, isn't that good?" Jun Ling said with a smile while suppressing his beating heart.

"What's wrong, Mrs. Mu?" He chuckled, deliberately biting the last four words emphatically.

Jun Ling: "..."

The scorching gaze fell on Mu Shaocheng's face, Jun Ling wanted to pounce on him and bite him, but he was telling the truth again, no matter what, she was still wearing the big and bright hat of Mrs. Mu Shaocheng on her head .

"What do you want to talk about?" She snorted, pulled out her chair and sat down.

The two were sitting on both sides of the same desk, looking like they were about to negotiate, especially the postures of the two were exactly the same, the proud look in one person's eyes, "Let's show what you want," while the other person's face Still with a light smile, looking down on the world.

"How about we take a gamble?"

"What's the bet? What's the stake? How long? Is there a notary?"

"..." There was a bit of surprise in Mu Shaocheng's expression, but he still didn't relax. Facing this person who never played cards according to common sense, he always faced her with the mentality of facing a competitor.

Looking at the flickering light in her eyes, Mu Shaocheng said slowly: "Just bet on your heart, three months, I bet you like me."

"Young Master Mu speaks loudly." Three months, one hundred days, what can be changed!

Mu Shaocheng ignored her sarcasm, but still looked at her firmly, "Don't you dare to bet?"

"You're really..." The rant stopped before she finished speaking, and she asked again with a serious expression: "What about the bet?"

"If you place a bet, whoever wins at that time can make a request to the other party. What do you think?"

"A request? Young Master Mu, you are a big CEO, and your subordinates need to support so many people. When will you allow this kind of endless contract to appear?"

"Not satisfied? Then change it. If I win, you don't need to say that you must not divorce me. However, if the time comes to be fair, you can't leave me even if you like it in your heart."

Jun Ling nodded casually, "It's not impossible."

"agreed?"

"There is no notary."

"If you agree, I can call the lawyer up."

"..." Jun Ling was speechless again. Does such a bet really require a lawyer?
Resisting the urge to bang her head on the desk, she shrugged, "Sorry, I'm not interested."

Mu Shaocheng: "..."

Before he could speak, Jun Ling stood up from his chair, and said with a half-smile, "Young Master Mu, I'll give you back what you said before. The aggressive method won't work."

"……Depend on!"

The door was slammed shut, and Mu Shaocheng couldn't imagine that Jun Ling didn't agree, but it wasn't too surprising, he gritted his teeth, and Mu Shaocheng picked up the documents to start the afternoon's work.

It's just that the documents spread out on the desk have not been turned over for a long time...

Jun Ling didn't heave a sigh of relief until he returned to his office. He pressed his forehead and patted his chest. It's okay, it's okay, he almost fell for it today.

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