But to tell you the truth, there is a person in his heart, but his miss is totally different from Xiang Xining's.

Xiang Xining is really a little shaken in her heart, and Mu Sheng has never really shaken. Xiang Xining is the only one in her heart, while Xiang Xining is beating with two people in her heart. He doesn't know which one he really likes.

"Well, if you're tired, go to bed early."

There was no doubt about him.

The next day, they opened their eyes almost at the same time, because they didn't have a good rest.

"Xining, I don't want to stay at home. I think I'd better get back to work as soon as possible today."

Mu Sheng knows that once he has put himself into the work, he will never think again.

"You workaholic."

Xiang Xining touched Mu Sheng's nose with his hand, then said with a smile.

"How's it going? Don't you want me by your side? Or is there a secret? Is there a second Li Ling? "

Mu Sheng asked mischievously.

"Ha ha, there are many more."

Xiang Xining's obvious face flashed a trace of you unnatural, because there was a Xia wanwan who didn't know the relationship between this person and himself.

"Well, what about bean sprouts? Before, they were all picked up by qianya. "

After leaving qianya, Musheng was really in a hurry.

After all, it's really a little inconvenient for mu qianya to pick him up now.

"Don't worry about bean sprouts. Dad has already made arrangements. There will be a special person and a special car to pick up bean sprouts. I'm not sure. It's all dad's people. There's absolutely no problem. Besides, the old man wants to have a good relationship with bean sprouts, so bean sprouts may live with him all the time. You can go whenever you want him. "

Xiang Qingsong explained these things to Xiang Xining last night, but Xiang Xining didn't have time to say it.

"Well, I don't have any suggestions. That's all right. I can rest assured that the bean sprouts are there. After all, you are their grandson, Mr. Xiang. Do you have any work arrangements today? If not, I'm going back to the studio. "

Mu Sheng said to Xiang Xining solemnly.

"Well, come with me to the company. There are a lot of documents that need to be translated."

After they cleared up the situation, they went directly to the company.

"Mr. Xiang, madam,"

"Mr. Xiang, madam, congratulations."

This is the first time after their marriage that they appear in public.

All people have already known that they are now married, so after meeting, they are very polite, and Mu Sheng has already felt that the eyes of those people looking at themselves are obviously different.

There is no longer that kind of jealous eyes, because all this has become a fact. It can't be changed any more. Even if they are separated, Mu Sheng will still be Xiang Xining's ex-wife and have a certain status,

"how about? When they got into the elevator, Xiang Xining looked at Mu Sheng and asked.

Musheng laughs but does not speak. This kind of address has no meaning for himself. It's just a code.

What's more, after being the wife of Xining, these things are doomed.

what bothers Mu Sheng is that there are many documents to deal with by himself. I can't help it. It's my own work and I have to finish it with my own head.

Xisheng Wan seems to have forgotten that there are too many things in Xining.

"You are busy first, I'll go to the board of directors."

after Xiang Xining finished, he got up and left.

Mu Sheng didn't know how long he had been working with his head down. Until he felt that the position of his neck was a little stiff, he finally lifted his head up.

His neck often so desk work, a long time must be cervical spondylosis.

A familiar ring came. This is Xiang Xining's mobile phone ring. Musheng took a look. Xiang Xining was not in the office, but his mobile phone was on the desk.

I must have left in a hurry and forgot to bring it.

Musheng didn't pay attention, but waited until the end of the ring, but the phone seemed to be in a hurry, and then it rang again.

Musheng had no choice but to walk over and take a look. There was a word Xia written on it. There's nothing else here.

Mu Sheng got through the phone in doubt.

"Hello, Mr. Xiang has gone to the meeting. What can I do for you?"

"Who are you? Xiang always has no female secretary? "

Xia wanwan's voice came over.

This sound is very familiar to Mu Sheng. He always feels as if he heard it from somewhere. But I can't remember,."Ha ha, I'm not Mr. Xiang's secretary. I'll ask Mr. Xiang to call back later."

But he didn't mention that he was Xiang Xining's wife, because he didn't think it was necessary to show off the title.

There was no sound inside, and Xia wanwan seemed to have known who the man was inside.

"If you are right, you are Mrs. Xiang, aren't you?"

Xia wanwan received a call from Mu Sheng, and did not panic, because this time panic, will let Mu Sheng more suspicious.

"Who are you?"

Mu Sheng asked strangely.

Because it seems that they are not very familiar with the people around Xiang Xining. Although they have met several partners, none of them are women at all.

"Ha ha, we met Mrs. Xiang. I'm Xia wanwan."

"ah, it's you. How can I be so familiar with the voice? Yes? Do you want me to convey anything to Xining? "

Mu Sheng thought of this person and met Xia wanwan when he was in kindergarten. He didn't have a bad impression on this woman. On the contrary, he had some sympathy and pity. After all, he had just been driven out.

"I'd like to consult Mr. Xiang about something. I haven't congratulated you on your marriage. When I have time another day, I'll visit you and send you a wedding gift."

In the phone, Xia wanwan has no sense of panic. After all, she is a woman who has experienced a big scene, so she will know how to do things.

"It's very kind of you. Wait a minute, Xining seems to be back."

When Mu Sheng heard the sound of opening the door, he looked at it in a hurry. The person who came in was Xiang Xining.

"Xining, Miss Xia's phone has been called twice. You should answer it quickly."

Xiang Xining just walked into the phone and saw Mu Sheng holding his own phone in his hand, as if he was making a call.