"yes"
Half an hour later, the desk words rang, and MuYunZe pressed the answer while reviewing the report and signing it.
"Hello?"
"It’s me." Mu Chongfeng frowned and talked with his father. "Are you still in the company?"
Mu Yunze didn’t answer and asked, "What can I do for you?"
"I can’t call my son if I have nothing to do, can I?"
Mu Chongfeng is a little angry. Mu Yunze’s tone is not salty or light, just like his mother Xiao Xuewan. That’s what makes him angry.
MuYunZe didn’t answer the phone.
Mu Chongfeng’s anger was slightly reduced. It took a few seconds to say, "I told you that that girl is Song Zhilan, the general daughter of the Qifeng Group. Miss Song returned to China two days ago. She is knowledgeable and looks good. It is also a door for us to admire her family. You will meet early when I help you."
Mu Yunze paused with his fingers, picked up his mobile phone and got up. "Father, is this informing me?"
"Yes, I am informing you!"
Mu Chongfeng’s voice sank. "It’s not up to you to decide your marriage if you want me to live for one day!"
He hung up heavily when he finished speaking.
Sunset Yun Ze pursed her lips and clutched her cell phone.
"Young lady? Miss? "
Open your eyes when you hear the sound of singing.
"The villa in Jinhe District has arrived." The driver teacher woke up again.
Sing a song, thank you, pay the bill, and get into the car with your coat.
It’s October, and it’s drizzling. It’s been completely cold for almost a week.
At this moment, the rain has stopped, and the autumn wind has rustled and fallen leaves. On both sides of the road, the leaves of the French phoenix tree have fallen off, and most of the leaves have covered almost the whole path …
It seems that there is such a path full of French phoenix trees in her memory. Sometimes in her dream, she will see a boy in a white shirt riding a bicycle and taking her through the phoenix tree. The boy has a good voice and sings in a low voice. She laughs at the back, and the white skirt flutters in the wind. She laughs and laughs, and then she cries and wakes up.
Woke up holding a pen and desperately trying to draw the boy.
Over and over again … one … two …
Over the years, even she can’t remember how many pictures she has drawn, but she can’t remember his appearance except for the thin figure.
She felt that she had lost something really expensive, which made her colorful life as white as ashes.
Until … She met MuYunZe.
However, Mu Yunze is not the boy in her dream after all. He can’t give her complete love and fill her dream.
Aunt Sun gave her the door when she got to Gaos’ home. Aunt Sun took her things and locked the door. "Don’t talk back to the master when you come into the house for a while. You should answer what the second lady said, but you didn’t even listen."
Turn your head and ask, "What happened to Aunt Sun?"
Chapter 33 You really should study hard with singing.
Aunt Sun shook her head. "I don’t know. It’s just that the master is angry because of you …"
It took a few seconds to say "thank you, I know"
Aunt Sun walked briskly in front of the door and shouted, "Master and Miss are back."
Singing will be the shoulder blown by the wind hair finishing a this just stepped in.
Gao Jian is not in the living room, but Gao Jing’s mother and daughter are sitting on the sofa watching.
Gao Jing is wearing a beige silk pajamas and a shawl over her shoulders. Obviously, she is going to sleep. Maybe she is wearing such a thin dress in such a cold day. It is really difficult to wait for her to come back to the theatre.
"Hey, miss tall, why did you come back so early today? It’s just outside. It’s not your style."
Singing gave her an oblique look and didn’t speak.
Compared with Gao Jing and sharp, Yoky Lo’s performance is more convergent
When she saw Gao Ge coming in, she put a cup and pointed to the floor. "Your father is waiting for you in the room."
Gao Song looked up and looked at it, bowed his head slightly, thanked him politely, and walked steadily towards the building.
Gao Jing hated her teeth and complained, "Mom, why do you agree that Dad talked to her alone? Dad’s temper is not that you don’t know, you are sometimes soft-hearted."
Yoky Lo picked up the cup and dialed the tea in it calmly. "Xiaojing, it’s not mom who said you should learn from Gao Ge sometimes."
"I learn from her?"