After wearing white and rich beauty, I lie down and win

Chapter 39 The Deepest Responsibility of Love
After Mu Nanxi left, Mu Ci and Mu Che smoked on the balcony of the room on the second floor.

A dazzling handsome boy, a calm veteran cadre, one sitting with legs crossed, and the other leaning against the sliding door.

"Why did that girl provoke you again? Didn't you love this girl at first?" When Mu Nanxi first came to Mu's house.

Because there is no girl in the Mu family, Mu Che loves her very much. Firstly, he pities her background, secondly, they have half of the same blood, and thirdly, they have a beautiful appearance like a doll.

The decoration of the princess room on the second floor was finalized by him alone.

Otherwise, when Mu Nanxi got drunk and received a call from Jiang Shangqing, he wouldn't have hurriedly got up from the bed and went to look for her with Mu Zhen.

But then this girl changed, he tolerated, indulged, and persuaded himself again and again...

In the end, he actually wanted him to be ruined.

"Maybe you have enough disappointment." Mu Che held a cigarette between his hands, white smoke curled up, his eyes were filled with dazed eyes, compared to the intentional indifference when he saw Mu Nanxi, the heartbroken expression at this moment was his real mood.

The bloody ones who were stabbed with sharp swords had nowhere to escape.

"Don't you hate her the most, why did you speak up for her?" Seeing that Mu Ci was silent, Mu Che looked up at the dazzling star brother who was leaning against the door.

"I always feel that she has difficulties. After all, I don't want you to be so sad. Anyway, I don't have that much emotional investment in her."

"Or I don't hate it or like it. It's just that having a younger sister has a sense of responsibility. Maybe it's because I was spoiled by my elder brother. When she took away your love for me, I naturally didn't like her."

"Pfft...but think about how naive I was when I was a child, why would I want to compete with a little girl for pets?"

Mu Che flicked the cigarette and gave him a gray look: "In my previous life, I saved the Milky Way to have a brother, and I don't know what I owe you in my previous life to be tossed about like this."

"Maybe it's the grace of saving my life, bro, have you really given up on her?" Mu Ci asked, looking into Mu Che's eyes.

Mu Che stubbed out the cigarette butt, got up and messed up the superstar's delicate hairstyle: "What do you think?"

Mu Ci didn't put his rumpled hair up to hook his shoulders: "I know you're just angry, let's wait until the project is over, so we can have a position with her, right?"

"I get angry when I mention the project, forget about the game? I haven't played it for a long time." Mu Che tilted his head and looked at the drawer in the room. It was a collection of various games he had played since he was a child.

Mu Ci's eyes lit up: "I can't spare my brother tonight, hahaha, I'm no longer a rookie who was beaten to death by my brother when I was young."

Mu Che said unhappily: "Yes, yes, you are amazing."

Compared with the harmony upstairs, the downstairs is much calmer. Mu Zhen brought the bird's nest to Qiao Manyin's eyes to curry favor: "Take some beauty treatment, what's the arrangement for tomorrow."

Qiao Manyin has always had a certain amount of advance and retreat, but that matter is still between the two of them even after ten years. Her pride does not allow her to bow her head, and her self-cultivation does not allow her to go crazy.

He took the bird's nest, held the orchid, and put it into his mouth gracefully: "I will go to my company tomorrow, and I accidentally negotiated a project abroad, and I will try it out."

Mu Zhen nodded: "Okay, I don't worry if you check it out."

Mu Nanxi returned home with his notes. Zhang Shu was still asleep, and she greeted her as soon as she opened the door: "Why is it so late, I didn't get through to you when I called you."

Only then did Mu Nanxi realize that his phone had been muted at some point, and there was a long row of calls and WeChat messages.

Mu Nanxi sent Mu Zhen a WeChat message: Dad, I'm back, good night.

Mu Zhen came back after a while: go to bed early, good night.

　Mu Che: I hate Mu Nanxi! ! !

　　Author: hehehe

　　
　
(End of this chapter)