Chapter 300

Jiang Qixing said that, from a certain point of view, brother Han, who has been hindered, is no longer as ruthless as he used to be. He plans to think about how to get rid of himself every step of the way.

This is good, he also hopes that brother Han can be well.

“……”

Lin Yi's eyes are a little sour.

These, should cold year did not say with her.

It turns out that he has compromised too much for her.

Lin Yi nodded, "thank you for saying this to me."

Hearing the words, Jiang Qixing lowered his head, "before I always thought you would be the stumbling block of brother Han, now I know it's not."

Her existence, on the contrary, let brother Han know to take care of himself.

Lin Yi smile, "you should pay attention to safety, add more bodyguards."

"I understand, Miss Lin, take your time."

Jiang Qixing nodded.

"Goodbye."

Lin Yi got in the car and drove away.

…… The family of the first four families of

, in the autumn, was like the leaves of the Wutong tree, which had fallen yellow and fell.

The disaster of Mu Xianxu's prison made the public lose their trust in Mu's family. A large number of people went to Mu's shopping malls and other places to hold banners, and their businesses were in decline.

Even if the old shepherd came out to apologize with his age on his shoulders, it was useless.

It's like a stable pyramid, which suddenly skews.

The melodious music came from the side hall of the second room. Mu Xiaxi sat in front of the harp and fiddled with the strings. He had a sad look between his eyes and eyebrows, and even the sound of the harp had a trace of sadness.

Mu Xianguang was lying on one side of the imperial concubine's couch. He closed his eyes to enjoy the music. The radian of his lips was very deep, and his leg was dangling around at will, which showed that he was in a good mood.

Bai Shuya, his young wife, rubbed his shoulder for him. Mu Xianguang was very comfortable. After a while, he sat up straight and looked at his sister discontentedly. "Why do you always play such sad music? I'm in a bad mood."

"Brother, what's the family like now? There's nothing to be happy about."

Mu Xiaxi stops fiddling with the strings and sighs helplessly.

She is afraid to go out recently. It's clear that she doesn't often appear in front of the media, but some people recognize her and scold her as soon as they recognize her, accusing the herdsman of neglecting people's lives, as if she had done something.

Bai Shuya sits quietly and pours a cup of wake-up red wine to Mu Xianguang.

Mu Xianguang took a taste, gently shook the goblet in his hand and said with a smile, "think about how Sanfang stepped on our face when our mother died? Now that they are in trouble, why am I not happy? "

"But now the whole herdsman is declining, even the charity I do is resisted, saying that I am a fake good heart." Mu Xiaxi road.

Besides, the fourth brother is still in prison.

She used to think that the herdsman was like the sky above her head, which was firm and unbreakable. But this year, she seemed to have been thundering and hailing, and there was an omen of doomsday.

"How can I show my ability to turn the tide if I don't show a declining trend?"

Mu Xianguang hugged his wife and said, "the third uncle is cruel enough to let Xianxu commit all the crimes. But even if he stays, Sanfang is short of manpower and money now. Otherwise, how can my grandfather agree to let me inject money?"

If it is to inject funds, then he is going to rob Sanfang assets.

"I heard you had another fight with your third uncle yesterday?" Bai Shuya asked softly.

"I give so much money, of course, just for the sake of being honest and just to get involved in the Sanfang industry, and take the opportunity to pull it back." Mu Xianguang said triumphantly, "the third uncle wants to set up our second room's money empty handed. He wants to be beautiful."

Bai Shuya doesn't care much about the property dispute, but he can see clearly, "but how can the Sanfang industry be easily won over by you?"

"I have a strong general in my hand. You don't have to worry about it."

Mu Xianguang.

Wen Yan, Mu Xiaxi looks at him and understands that the person in his mouth is Ying Hannian.

Mu Xianguang tasted the red wine in his glass and suddenly said, "by the way, Xia Xi, when my grandfather gets better, I'm going to get engaged to you and Han Nian."

"Engaged?" Mu Xiaxi stayed for a while.

"Well, the cold year is worth trusting for life. Once we become relatives, er Fang will lead the herdsman sooner or later." Mu Xianguang is very satisfied with his arrangement, which is his biggest reward to Ying Hannian.

Mu Xia Xi bit his lip. "Did you ask him what he meant? He is always cold and indifferent to me... "

Since she was rejected that night in the mountain area, she did not dare to be too close to Ying Hannian, and he was not cold to her, and could not see the specific meaning. Mu Xianguang looked at his sister, like listening to a big joke, "my silly sister, you are the only daughter of our grandchildren. What do you mean by him? He just thinks that he has no family background and doesn't deserve

you. "

"Does he really think so?"Mu Xiaxi has a surprise in his eyes.

"What else?"

Mu Xianguang naturally said that when he married his younger sister to Ying Hannian, he wanted to share the world with Ying Hannian. Everyone would be grateful for this kindness.

Three people were talking when there was a knock on the door.

"Come in." Bai Shuya spoke.

The servant pushed the door in, bowed his head and said respectfully, "second young master, housekeeper Feng sends a message. The master wants you to come over."

Grandfather?

Mu Xianguang turned his eyes and said, "I know. I'll go now."

With that, he drank all the wine in his glass and left with his feet raised.

Mu Xianguang went up the stairs, went through the corridor hall, and went outside mu Ziliang's bedroom.

Think about it, mu Xianguang clear throat, dial hair, desperately rub a few eyes, rub red just go in.

Muzi Liangzheng is sitting on the bed looking at the documents. His gold rimmed old glasses almost fall to the tip of his nose. His hands with age spots are shaking when holding the documents.

Mu Xianguang went up, worried and concerned, "grandfather, you are still ill. Don't look at the documents. If there is anything I can do, just let me do it."

"Bang!"

Mu Ziliang raised his eyes, picked up the document and threw it at him.

Mu Xianguang flashed down and looked at the old man in dismay, "grandfather, what are you doing?"

"Cough." Mu Ziliang coughed heavily and sat up with the help of housekeeper Feng. His face was sulky and his old voice was angry. "Did I tell you that it's time for you three to work together? What's the status of the herdsmen? How dare you just think about property competition

Mu Xianguang lowered his eyes and picked up the documents on the ground, which were the measures he took after injecting funds into Sanfang.

He said with an aggrieved face, "grandfather, I also want to help Sanfang, so I put forward some suggestions." "I can't tell if you're offering advice or fighting for property?"