Chapter 800

"Uncle Tang, do you know that?" said Mu Qingqing, taking the plate from Butler Tang

Housekeeper Tang shook his head helplessly. The expression of crying and laughing had already given Mu Qingqing the answer, "young master, he has never stepped into the kitchen before. In order to make the young lady happy, the young master has made a lot of efforts.

It seems that a lot of things have happened during this period of time. Although I don't know what happened between you, I can see the sincerity of Uncle Tang. The young master grew up with me since he was a child. I know his mind best.

Young lady, I will know when you are my age. People, this generation is actually very short, a blink of an eye passed, and when we look back in the future, we will find that in fact, the hatred that we held on to when we were young turned into smoke and dust in the end, which is not important at all.

But when you really realize this, it's already late, so don't blame me, young lady. There are many ways to dispel hatred, but the only one that will not rebound without side effects is understanding.

Only when your heart becomes soft, it won't shatter and hurt when you encounter external impact

Mu Qingqing used to be very uncomfortable with chicken soup like this, but when these words were said from an old man's mouth, he felt a sharp acid on the tip of his nose. The feeling was very delicate, but he could not speak clearly, but he could hit the bottom of his heart.

Seeing that she was silent, steward Tang laughed, with a trace of fatigue on her wrinkled face. It was already late. He paused and said faintly, "eat while it's hot. I won't disturb your rest..."

From the beginning to the end, Mu Qingqing didn't say a word, but every word of Uncle Tang fell on his heart. Looking at Uncle Tang's back, Mu Qingqing felt that there was something still entangled in his heart, which was being untied little by little.

Until Mu Qingqing closed the door with food, Mo Liancheng sidled into the study, just all happened to fall in his ears.

The next morning, when Mo Liancheng was ready to go back to the company with Zhong Lin, he saw a stew cup on the dining room table with a note beside it.

Mo Liancheng some doubts to go over, picked up a note, the above is mu Qingqing's handwriting, elegant and correct text, "I personally stewed soup, as a return gift for dinner."

The whole person of Molian city was immersed in joy, and completely forgot that he had to rush to the morning meeting.

"Mr. Mo, it's almost too late..." Zhong Lin keeps looking at the time and urging, but Mo Liancheng seems not to have heard of it. He even sat down at the table with a posture of planning to eat.

Zhong Lin was in a hurry. He was about to urge him, but he was stopped by Butler Tang. He shook his head and indicated that he should not disturb him.

Moliancheng seems to enjoy it very much. Before going to the company in the morning, he can drink a bowl of soup cooked by a beloved woman himself. He doesn't know how many times he has fantasized about this picture, but he didn't expect to realize it at such a time.

Mo Liancheng, who almost never takes pictures, even takes out his mobile phone for the first time and starts to take pictures of himself. His actions are extremely rigid, making all kinds of funny appearances and trying to take pictures with the stew cup on the table. Who could have imagined that the chairman of a large financial group would be late for the regular meeting because of his selfie. No one would doubt it, let alone believe it.

But this scene, but really fell in Zhong Lin's stunned eyes, he murmured, "steward Tang, is the person sitting there really Mo Zong?"

Tang housekeeper pursed lips to smile, but secretly raised the mobile phone to take this scene and passed it to Mu Qingqing.

When he came back to the company, the meeting was over, but the Secretary rushed to meet him. He replied nervously, "Mr. Mo, the last time the man came again..."

"Who is it?" The eyebrow heart of Mo Liancheng is suffused with light waves, it is obvious that he did not understand who the Secretary said.

"It's me!"

Without waiting for the small secretary to return, Jin Shixun has stood calmly in front of moliancheng, which is why the little secretary is so nervous. Last time Jin Shixun came to the Mohist group, he smashed the office of moliancheng indiscriminately, and almost caused a big event.

So when the little secretary saw Jin Shixun again, the whole person was scared. Before Jin Shixun indicated his intention, the Secretary quickly found the spare key, and rushed to the door of Molian City office at the speed of 100 meters, and locked the door.

I just want to get a job, but I can't afford such a "riot"!

But this time, Jin Shixun didn't fall into the trap. He learned to be a bit smarter after the last time.

Mo Liancheng waved his hand and told the little secretary to leave. He looked at Jin Shixun with great interest and said, "look for me?"

"Where's my sister?" Jin Shixun asked coldly, but he was ready to start at any time. In the past, Jin Shixun was not such an impulsive person. He probably managed to find a family member and wanted to protect his sister every minute. He was reckless.

"At home." Mo Liancheng said faintly, but he didn't hide it. Mu Qingqing is really at home, which is beyond reproach.

Seeing Mo Liancheng's indifferent appearance, Jin Shixun was not angry and said, "Mo Liancheng, what qualifications do you have to restrict my sister's personal freedom? Who do you think you are?""When did I restrict her freedom?" Mo Liancheng is puzzled.

"If you didn't lock her up, why didn't my sister stay in Donglin villa since she was discharged from hospital? You also strengthened security, didn't you?"

"Ah..."

Mo Liancheng was amused by Jin Shixun, but shrugged his shoulders, "it seems that you have been to Donglin villa many times, why don't you go in and sit down?"

"Shameless! You let my sister go, or I'll be polite to you! "

Just a little boy. Naturally, Mo Liancheng has some ways to deal with him, but this time he didn't want to embarrass him. He just raised his chin, looked at the surveillance camera over there, and said, "do you know, what you just said has become a threat. If I really want to deal with you, you can't make it tonight!"

Without waiting for Jin Shixun to speak, moliancheng asked people to drive him out of the company, and ordered him not to step into the Mohist group again.

Jin Shixun, who was roughly thrown in the front hall, was indignant, but the bodyguards of the Mohist group were staring at him, and it was impossible to see him again.

But this trip is not in vain. At least, the documents found by Jin Shixun inadvertently in the corner of the front hall ignited his revenge ambition. Looking at the contents of the document, Jin Shixun's eyes suddenly lit up. Isn't it that the sky is helping me.