At the end of summer, I sneer in my heart. Don't think about it. How can it be! He hated himself so much.

"Well, Mommy, I think you'll be happy, too." Little glutinous rice raised his head and laughed triumphantly.

At the end of the summer, he held the small glutinous rice in his arms, and his slender hand gently followed the small glutinous rice's soft hair

Small glutinous rice clever stay in the arms of Mommy.

Small glutinous rice suddenly raised his head, "Mommy, let's give daddy a call, let daddy come back early for dinner."

"Not good." At the end of summer, the smile froze there, the corner of the eye smoked.

He didn't want to see himself so much. Would calling make him feel that he was seducing him with little glutinous rice.

He was more disgusted.

At the mention of Mu Hanyu, at the end of summer, he was inexplicably panicked. His perfect face, which turned all living beings upside down, immediately appeared in his mind. He coldly outlined the lines, and his dark, deep and bottomless black eyes coldly looked at her. The eyes were cold and piercing, with a frightening disgust.

At the end of summer, the slender hand couldn't help shaking, and his face was a little pale.

"Why?" Little nuomi looks up at her carved jade pecking face, and her delicate facial features are reflected in the eyes of the end of summer.

Her big, crystal clear eyes looked at her like two crystal grapes.

“.... "At the end of summer, she also found that she was a little worried about her refusal just now. She said slowly," Dad is busier than work. We can't disturb his work, right? "

"Oh Little glutinous rice nodded in a dazed way. The bright light at the bottom of his eyes dimmed little by little. The disappointment on his face was obvious.

With the dim look of little glutinous rice, the heart of late summer is also very distressed.

She understood that little nuomi was disappointed with her father, especially now that she knew that the father she liked was her own father, and that state of mind was different from before.

She longed for her father to accompany her more, and hoped that her parents could accompany her more often.

"Then I'll give daddy a call. Daddy will come back when he has time. If he doesn't have time, is that ok?" Small glutinous rice raised a small head, beautiful eyelashes tremble, like a beautiful butterfly with wings, her voice is tender with a little expectation.

At the end of summer, she couldn't bear to refuse again. She said softly and sweetly, "if dad is busy, he will come back. Let's wait at home."

Small glutinous rice puckered up small mouth, naively coquetry, "I just want to call Daddy!"

At the end of the summer, he sighed, and his slender hand scraped the nose of the glutinous rice flour. "I really can't help you. If you want to fight, just fight."

I can't avoid the first day of junior high school, but I can't avoid the 15th day of junior high school.

Let it be.

And even if it's a phone call, he doesn't have to answer it or come back.

He hates her so much!

Small glutinous rice picked up the mobile phone to dial the phone.

.... ...

on the 23rd floor of Marriott International, the whole floor is shrouded in a terrible low pressure. Song Xu reports his work carefully in the office.

Mr. Mu's face is expressionless, and his lips are tightly pressed into a straight line. He holds his mobile phone in his slender hand and looks at it from time to time.

It's like waiting for someone to call.

Yesterday, Qiaoman simply told song Xu about what happened in the company.

Song Xu roughly understood the course of the matter.

So he is very careful today. I don't know anything else, but as long as it's about the woman, the president seems to be very dispassionate every time.

"Mr. Mu! This information needs to be signed. "

Song Xu reminded me several times, but Mr. Mu came back.

I don't know if I went home at the end of summer, why the people in the manor haven't called.

When he left the hospital at the end of summer, Joman came in and reported that he had left the hospital at the end of summer. It was supposed that he should go to Mujia manor now.

But the manor hasn't called up until now, that is to say, it hasn't arrived at Mujia manor at the end of summer.

Where did she go?

Will you go to find Li Sheng?

"Go and find out where the woman is" Mu Hanyu coldly came out of this sentence.

Song Xu Leng for a moment, immediately responded to come over, Mu always said that woman, refers to which woman.

It should be the woman at the end of summer. Joman told him secretly that she jumped into the sea and was hospitalized at the end of summer yesterday. Fortunately, there was no big problem.

Song Xu looked at the important document in front of general manager mu, hesitated, whether to let general manager Mu sign it first.

Song Xu pursed his lips.

Before speaking, Mu Hanyu's cold eyes swept over like a sharp sword.

It's like saying, come on.

Song Xu shivered for a while, or go to check Miss Xia's news first!

"All right, I'll go now!" Song Xu helplessly looked at the document on the desk, and then turned to leave.Just as song Xu was about to walk to the door, Mu Hanyu's mobile phone rang.

It was from the manor. Mu Hanyu called assistant song, "wait a minute!"

Song Xu has a pause. Is general manager Mu talking to him?

He turned his head, and Mu Hanyu had already answered the phone.

"Mr. mu, Miss Xia is back."

"When did you come back?" Asked Mu Hanyu.

"Just came back!"

"I see."

Mu Hanyu hung up and said to assistant song who was standing there awkwardly, "don't look for her. She's back to the manor."

Song Xu breathed a sigh of relief. He was just not sure whether Mu was always talking to him or the person on the other end of the phone.

He stood there awkwardly, walking or not, sweating his back.

Mu Hanyu hung up the phone and leaned lazily on his office chair. Although he was still expressionless, he obviously felt that the atmosphere around him was not as oppressive as before.

Song Xu went back to his desk and stood there respectfully.

He thought Mr. Mu would sign the document on the desk after a rest.

After a long time, general manager Mu still maintains the posture just now. Song Xu realizes that the president seems to be in a trance again, and quickly coughs two times.

Only then did Mu Hanyu realize that there was a man standing at his desk. He looked up at Song Xu and gently raised his eyebrows. "What else?"

Song Xu

Dare feeling just said so many words, president he did not listen to a word.

Song Xu pointed to a stack of materials on the table of general manager mu. Those materials are sorted according to the degree of anxiety, so the one on the top is the most anxious one.

"Mr. mu, the above one was sent by the marketing department. I'm in a hurry. I can't sign it first." Song Xu compensates with smile, actually is not very anxious, but very anxious.

Mu Hanyu let out a "hum", and then he opened the document and looked at it.