"I'm tired of living." Murong Cheng said nothing, "Let Mom stay away from those sour and rotten literati. Since ancient times, I have been in love with scholars."
"What are you talking about." Mu Zi was speechless, she just wanted to share the gossip with Murong Cheng, who knew that the innocent Chinese teacher was scolded.
Although she is also a little unhappy...
However, it is everyone’s freedom to pursue love. Bai Wei looks virtuous and beautiful. It is not uncommon to attract admirers. She is just a normal pursuit without doing trivial things. If you don’t like it, you can refuse it, and you don’t need to speak up.
and……
Mu Zi always felt that Bai Wei was only in her 40s, and she was still growing up in the second half of her life. Should she stay with her children? It's a pity...
For such a beautiful woman, the love of the first half of her life was given to a bad old man. In the second half of her life, will she live with the memory of the bad old man?
"In fact, I think our Chinese teacher is still good..." Mu Zi earnestly analyzed with Murong Cheng, "He is a person who focuses on spiritual communication, preferring to avoid abuse, has never been married, has a stable job, does not smoke or drink, and loves reading and music. Drama, polite... The conditions are quite suitable."
"It's all nonsense." Murong Cheng is not polite, "I knew my mother could communicate with him as soon as I met? It's clearly a sensation!"
Mu Zi said angrily: "You treat everyone like you!"
After scolding, I changed my mind and couldn't help but cheat, and asked: "Are you jealous? Oh, you can't be so narrow and selfish as a child. Mom has been squandering for more than 20 years in order to raise you as an adult. It's time for mom to pursue her own happiness..."
"Mu Zi, are you itchy, right?" Murong Cheng said on the other side of the phone, "Is it too late to clean up?"
Mu Zi smiled to himself and ignored him.
She used to be afraid of Murong Cheng, but now, it is clear that he has no deterrent power with her.
Murong Cheng said again: "Today is Friday, and there is no need to go to school tomorrow. You come to the manor to stay with me for two days.
Mu Zi deliberately pinched his tone and asked him: "Do you want to have a spiritual exchange, or are you excited?"
"It's all needed." Murong Cheng brazenly.
Mu Zi cursed shamelessly in her heart.
However, having not seen him for several days, she did miss him.
Mu Zi glanced at Bai Wei in front of him hesitantly, and sighed, "I'm going to lie to my mother again..."
Every time she didn't return home at night, she would lie to Bai Wei, and she was very sorry.
"It's not a lie, just say you come to the company to see me, and help me by the way." Murong Cheng paused, and said, "Sarah is pregnant, and Huo Lin wants to celebrate. You know, they There are not many real friends in the country, so you just come to gather together."
Mu Zi was stunned.
She remembered Murong Cheng saying that after Sarah became pregnant, Huo Lin would take Sarah back to France to have a baby.
I didn't expect Sarah to get pregnant so well...
Mu Zi was thinking about things in her heart. She couldn't concentrate when looking at the house, and it was almost time for class before she knew it. Bai Wei still hesitated and couldn't make a decision.
"You go back to school with the teacher first." Bai Wei said, "The house...I will ask your brother what you mean later."
"You should be cautious. Buying a house is a major event after all." Teacher Zhang is very enthusiastic. "You can tell me what you want from the house. My house lives here. I am familiar with several nearby communities. I usually help you watch more. It’s nothing."
Bai Wei said politely: "So how embarrassed..."
"It's okay, I'm not busy anyway." Teacher Zhang said.
Mu Zi glanced at the Chinese teacher silently, slanderously: We are almost ready for the final exam, okay?
When Bai Wei left, Mu Zi returned to school with the teacher.
On the way, she heard the Chinese teacher mutter to herself: "There is a beautiful person, clear and graceful. Encounter, meet my wishes..."
Mu Zi was full of cold.
Suddenly he heartily recognized Murong Cheng's words: It's really sour and rotten...