The Boss is Very Busy

After the original owner's father recuperated at home for a while, it was mostly better.

Yesterday, when Mom Mu and her daughter were on the phone, she accidentally revealed that Father Mu's mood has gradually become unwell since the accident.

The situation at home is not wealthy. As the pillar of the family, if the pillar falls, the situation at home becomes more difficult.

Because of this, Mu father felt very guilty over time, ashamed of his wife and daughter for not bringing them a good life, and now he has also collapsed, and his daughter has been working hard while going to school.

Mufu has been in a low mood recently, always shutting himself up in the room, and even refused to communicate with others.

Mu Mu said this, already beginning to choke.

"The other day when he slept, he still chanted your name and said something like sorry for you."

After listening to MuMian, I felt mixed.

She sighed and comforted Mu Mu.

"Don't be too sad, it will be better after a while. It's better for me to go back and accompany him now, maybe he can feel better."

Mu Mu disagrees.

"Is this all right? Don't you still go to school."

MuMian said: "I'm not too busy recently, and I just received my salary from a convenience store. I will go back to accompany you."

Mu Mu sighed helplessly.

"You always say that."

After Mu Mu agreed, the day to go home for MuMian was also finalized. When she and Mu Yan mentioned the matter, the person's expression was obviously startled, and then he pressed his lips tightly and stayed away.

It was like being awkward, but after a few seconds, the other party didn't come to coax him, so he turned his head silently, and asked in a low voice: "How long will you go back?"

MuMian thought for a while: "About a week."

One week?

so long……

The young man bit his lip and turned his head away again, with a puffed look, leaving only the back of her head.

MuMian moved closer and patted the back of his hand, but the man ignored it.

So the girl pulled his shoulders again, and her voice was soft and coquettish: "I'll go back to see my parents, it's only a week, why are you so angry."

Mu Yan glanced at the corners of her beautiful lips, her eyes dim.

"But I won't see you for a week."

He turned around and MuMian was lying in his arms. The boy stretched out his white fingertips and gently held her waist from behind, hanging his head slightly, buried in her shoulders.

Suddenly, MuMian felt like an old mother again and patted the back of his hand as if it were soothing.

"Don't worry, it's only a week, and I will be back with you soon."

The more he talked for a week, the worse Mu Yan's mood became.

He tugged at the corners of his mouth weakly, and his thin, cool lips pressed against the girl's white ears. The fragrance smelled good, and the boy had long eyelashes hanging down, a little wronged.

"A week... for a long time, then would you miss me?"

MuMian nodded: "Yes."

"OK then."

Even if he couldn't give up, Mu Yan responded in a low voice. After a long silence, he sighed again: "But I still miss you so much."

MuMian couldn't help but smile, the heart turned into a puddle of water again, and the little white hands were stroking the young man's hair.

"I will listen to your live broadcast every day."

Hearing this, the man was dissatisfied and bit his lip silently.

"No."

The girl was puzzled and asked subconsciously.

"why?"

Mu Yan snorted coldly, frowning his delicate eyebrows.

"Can't you call me?"

MuMian raised her brows and couldn't help but smile, she nodded: "Yes."

The boy straightened up, half-closed his eyes, and stared at her quietly for a while, the girl blinked her big eyes, unclear.

"Any questions?"