The Boss is Very Busy

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MuMian had no expression on his face, and at the police officer's slightly cold gaze, An Yi also glanced at her.

At this time, MuMian just wants to be an invisible person, no one can see himself.

This sentence did not cause much reaction.

Soon the dean of instruction came over to disperse the crowd and let them go back to class, and MuMian also left.

She walks lightly, always feeling that someone is looking at her behind her back. After class, MuMian looked at his mobile phone, and the conversation with the other party remained in the previous two days. He heard it, but said nothing.

Just one sentence.

You shouldn't think about anything, right?

I guess it's over if you listen to it, you forgot it too, right?

Thinking of this, MuMian felt relieved.

Qi Chen didn't send a message, but the original owner's parents had the message. Mu Mu called her, and the other party's voice was indifferent and did not contain extra feelings, but calmly told her that they would eat together at night and be with Mu Fu.

They all had families and they all lived happily. It was obviously a happy ending, but the original owner had left the most embarrassing position. Father didn't care about her, and no one cared about her.

But these two obviously want to put themselves in the position of good parents.

This started to tell her that she had a meal together. The meaning in the words was like caring for her, but indifferent to the extreme, without any emotion, like a robot, just telling her something.

MuMian wanted to refuse, but the other party said that even the restaurant was booked.

She had no choice but to agree.

In the evening, MuMian went home, changed clothes, and walked to the restaurant.

She went by subway, and neither of them offered to pick her up.

When they arrived at the place, MuMian saw that two people were already seated. They looked at their phones blankly. No one spoke to each other. The atmosphere was embarrassing and silent. MuMian walked over and sat down.

Mu Mu finally raised her eyes and looked at her calmly: "Let’s order food."

There is no greeting.

MuMian nodded, she opened the menu.

The two put down their phones, Mu Mu looked at her and asked blankly, "How about at school?"

MuMian didn't look up: "Very good."

Mu Mu frowned, her voice a little harsh.

"No one taught you to be polite when talking to your elders?"

MuMian raised her head, looked her eyes straight, and repeated it again: "Very good."

Mu Mu choked and looked at her inattentive eyes. She was dissatisfied with her performance, but she remembered that she didn't come here to be angry, so she couldn't say anything for a while.

Father Mu gave her a dissatisfied look, and some accusations: "Don't speak so harshly to your children."

Mu mother suddenly sat up straight: "What do you mean? Isn't it okay for me to be stricter? This is for her good, why don't you look at yourself, have you controlled him?"

Although she can tolerate the child, Mu Mu's treatment of Mu Fu is unbearable at all.

The two people seemed to be comparing each other and couldn't bear to say that they were not good at all.

Mufu stopped pretending immediately, he frowned: "You just take care of it too much? Why don't I know, you have gone to foreign countries for your foreign guy in the past few years, when have you been free to take care of it? Your daughter?"

This sentence made the atmosphere even more rigid.

What he said was ugly, and Mu Mu's face sank: "Aren't you and your vixen? You don't care about your child, but you are interested in her child. If you don't know it, you think that it is really yours!"

"Can you stop talking so badly?"

"What did you say sounds good?"