Chapter 246

Two plump black hands, melting with the night, extended to the mandarin jacket worn by Mubei.

Pull hard.

The button cracked, and his fair and strong chest was exposed to the air, and to the woman's eyes.

"The skin is really good. It's white and tender. I like it very much." Gunala clapped his chest with both hands and leaned over to kiss him.

The thick lips, the ugly face.

He never beats women in Mubei.

But this time, for his innocence.

He can't do without fighting.

Grab an ashtray on the table.

Hit the woman on the neck.

The pain forced her to cover her neck and scream.

Mubei makes every effort to turn over quickly, clasps the woman on the bed, uses the torn clothes on her body as the cloth strip, binds her hands and feet, and rubs the rest into a ball and puts it into her mouth.

"Wuwu......"

With tears in her eyes, she looked at Mubei.

Mubei clapped his hands and looked out of the window at the bright moonlight. "Fatso, there will be no meeting."

When he turned to go, Mubei turned back.

He put his hand on the woman's cheek and said, "where is the money?"

“……” Gunala shook her head, meaning she had no money.

"Is there always a mobile phone?"

“……”

Gunala continued to shake her head.

One day after he arrived here, he did not see anyone using his mobile phone.

What kind of poverty will it be? There is no cell phone.

So he began to rummage through the room.

Finally, I found a pile of money under the box.

Although it's only over a thousand rupees.

But it's enough.

"Wuwu......"

Gunala watched Mubei steal money and stared excitedly.

"Don't make a fuss about me. I'm not stealing. " Mubei looks at the millions of Swiss watches in his hand.

He really lost money on the business of changing a million watch for about 100 yuan.

But it's compensation for the family.

Wait until downtown, how to go back, he free way.

"This watch is worth millions. I can take it as a pawn. I don't owe it to you."

Mubei takes off his watch and puts it on the table.

Then I turned out a soiled and dross gown from the wardrobe and wrapped it around me.

Out of the gate.

I came to the city with great pains.

He immediately went into the shop and bought a cheap old cell phone.

I called Mu's house.

Fortunately, he has a strong memory and can remember many numbers.

Otherwise, he could spend a few days here.

Ten hours later, Mujia's helicopter arrived.

Anna followed the helicopter to pick up her son.

She hurried back to Paris, and saw that her son had not yet arrived home. She was afraid of death.

The plane landed.

Mubei faces the vicissitudes of life to the helicopter.

Anna got off the plane and saw her son who was totally different. She hugged him and cried out, "my son, how did you become like this? What are you wearing? "

"Mom, what are you crying about? Am I not dead? Go, go back. " Mubei pushes Anna away and drags her tired body onto the plane.

Go back to Mu's house.

The first thing he did was to get into the bathroom and clean up the humiliation he had suffered for two days.

Wash and dress up. Go downstairs.

He turned back to the handsome and powerful Mubei.

Anna looked at Mubei who came down from the upstairs, walked over and took his arm. "Son, it's still so handsome."

"Mom, keep your mouth shut, and don't let dad or anyone else know that I'm down to that."

"Why? Let your father know that he loves you."

"Not disgraceful enough?" Mubei slumped on the sofa, picked up the tablet and took a look at the latest news of China's Cloud City.

"Ling Xiao and Han Hao touted his wife Ji Qianchen's personal brand ch with a billion yuan. At that time, ch became a hot brand in the whole process, with 100 famous stores added."

Ch's investment contract is still with him. He has only been isolated from the world for two days, so the press conference on December 1 can't be carried out as usual. How can ch become lingxiaohan investment?

How could it be.

Seeing the news, Mubei's face became more and more ugly, and his mind seemed to crack in a flash.

Immediately asked the servant to buy him a new mobile phone.

Call manager Sun of the studio.

"Hello, who is it?"

Seeing a strange number, manager Sun asked angrily.

Originally, Mubei suddenly returned to France, and his studio was in a mess. These days, he was besieged by reporters and all the business plans were stopped at the same time, which made him very worried."Who do you think I am?"

Mubei's voice was cold.

Manager Sun immediately responded, "master mu, I'm sorry, but I didn't respond when your mobile number was changed for a while."

"What's going on in the news?"

"Young master mu, alas, just after you left China, Ling Xiaohan made a move. In addition, I couldn't contact you. The press conference on December 1 didn't start as usual. Miss Ji proposed to terminate our agreement on the grounds that we couldn't fulfill our investment commitments. If we don't terminate the contract, we will have a lawsuit. I think this is all manipulated by Ling Xiaohan. In the end, he gave us 10 million contract transfer money and took away ch's contract transfer money. Then it was reported on the news... "

Manager Sun told Mubei with bitter water.

"Hateful..."

Mubei clenched his fist and snapped up the phone.

He made such a great sacrifice for Ji Qianchen's brand and spent so much energy to make a wedding dress for Ling Xiaohan in the end.

"Son, what's the matter? I'm angry. I hurt my liver. Come to my mother and cut the fruit for you." Anna handed a plate of fruit to him.

"Mom, is your son bad?" Mubei looks at the optimistic and cheerful mother who is not familiar with the world.

"How could it be, my son is the best."

"Then why am I so frustrated?"

"That's because you are still young. In a few years, when you have full wings, you will be able to fight against the strong enemies. Come on, son, have a bite. " Anna forked the fruit and put it into his mouth.

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Yuncheng, China.

Ling Xiaohan hugs Ji Qianchen's waist and sits on the viewing seat of t show.

Looking at famous models across the country wearing the clothes she designed, one by one came out of the background.

Ji Qianchen looks at the shiny clothes on the stage, which are illuminated by the magnesium lamp, and exposed in front of the reporter's lens.

She couldn't help but burst into tears.

Although the first shot of CH brand was completed by her husband, she was still excited.

"What are you crying for?" Ling Xiaohan turns his head and looks at the face with crystal tears on it.

"You've got so many stores and so many stalls. What if no one buys at that time?"

This is the most embarrassing thing for a design, when clothes are designed and no one buys them.

"I'll take it."

"How many can you buy by yourself?"

"You can buy as many as you have." Ling Xiaohan reached out to wipe away her tears with thin lips.