Lure from a wealthy family: The devil’s president can’t get enough

During this meal, Mu Xingyao only heard the sound of cups and saucers clinking together. Mu Xingyao held back her mouth several times, and finally had to get up and say something to go upstairs and leave early.

It wasn't that he was depressed, but that he felt a little dignified. Bai Hesheng was just sipping the wine, without expression at all. Jun Shaoqing was with him. Bai Hesheng had a drink, he just had a drink, and the two of them had no communication.

Mu Xingyao took the food to Leng Yanran's room, not because of anything else, but because she was sick.

When a person is highly stressed, his body is invincible, but once he relaxes his nerves, he will be very tired. Leng Yanran was not simply tired, but fell down directly.

After three days of coma, Mu Xingyao didn't let Old Mike see Leng Yanran, nor did she have time to arrange a meeting between her and Mike, or to ask for some clues.

Downstairs, the two men continued to drink. After one bottle ran out, Jun Shaoqing went to get another bottle.

"This is the last bottle my aunt gave me." Jun Shaoqing said, opened the bottle and placed it in front of Bai Hesheng.

Bai Hesheng looked at it and sighed. After all, there will be a day when the wine will run out.

"This is the dowry prepared for my mother back then." Jun Shaoqing filled the white crane with Sheng, and sat beside him quietly.

Bai Hesheng put the wine glass in front of his nose and smelled it, took a sip and put it down, slowly closed his eyes, as if he was relishing the taste of this glass of wine.

The two fell into silence again.

After a long time, Bai Hesheng opened his eyes: "How long have you been back to Jun's house?"

"It's been almost 14 years since I went back." Jun Shaoqing looked at the dishes and gave them away.

Bai Hesheng nodded, and took another sip: "I was the one who let Majesty leave back then, do you know?"

Jun Shaoqing shook his head, he really didn't know.

"Actually, my original intention was to take you back to the Bai family, but Mei Qi didn't agree with anything. What she meant was to let you go back to the Jun family. That's right. After all, you are a child of the Jun family." He continued: "It's just that Junhong doesn't deserve a son like you, if Meiwei is here..."

Jun Shaoqing looked at Bai Hesheng who couldn't continue, with a complicated expression.

When a man loves a woman, it is lucky to stay together until the end of his life. If he can’t stay together, it’s sensible to let go, but the most touching thing in this world is tragedy. A man like Bai Hesheng has everything, but he doesn’t get the one he loves. People stay together, and I can't let go. It takes a lifetime to remember a person.

"The past is in the past, and I have avenged my mother."

"Revenge?" Bai Hesheng stared at Jun Shaoqing for the first time, looking at him with complicated eyes: "If revenge is useful, Jun Hong would have died long ago!"

Jun Shaoqing coughed twice from being choked, and sent the food forward: "Don't just drink, eat some food."

Bai Hesheng picked up the vegetables and took a bite: "Not bad, the craftsmanship is pretty good."

"Practice, Xingyao is a snack foodie. If there is no delicious food, he will cook by himself. A woman will grow old quickly if she is smoked by oil." Jun Shaoqing had a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth. When he mentioned Mu Xingyao, he I can't help it.

Bai Hesheng glanced at Jun Shaoqing, a little angrily: "You boy, I just can't figure it out, what kind of enmity do I, Bai Hesheng, have with the men of your Jun family? where to go?"

"Qiye, it's too late for you to say that. When Xingyao and I met, she didn't have so many uncles. Besides, how long have you been with Xingyao? Our children are five years old." Jun Shaoqing complained and presented the facts, and looked at Bai Hesheng with a half-hearted smile.

Bai Hesheng took a sip of wine and pressed the glass on the table: "So what? I'm her uncle!"

"Yes, yes, you are always her uncle, but have you ever heard that there are uncles in the world who forbid their nieces to marry? I won't say whether the man in the Jun family is good or not, at least I have no second thoughts about Xingyao, really Yes, what I say is true."

Bai Hesheng couldn't help laughing, and pointed to the wine glass: "Fill it up for me."

"Okay." Jun Shaoqing filled the old man with wine respectfully.

"Qi Ye, please."

"Call uncle!"

"Uncle, drink a little bit, young and old, too much alcohol will hurt your health." Jun Shaoqing worked hard to curry favor with Bai Hesheng.

Bai Hesheng curled his lips, telling his uncle to drink less? "Let's call him Seventh Master."

"Haha, you are so self-willed." Jun Shaoqing couldn't help laughing.

In his heart, he admired Bai Hesheng very much, just because of his heart for his mother, but well, this old man actually wanted to snatch Xing Yao away, that would be impossible.

I can't make Xingyao sad, so I can only please this wayward Bai Qiye as much as possible.

"You won't drink with me?" Bai Hesheng glanced at Jun Shaoqing's empty wine glass.

"You keep drinking, the last bottle, I will ask my aunt to bring some over tomorrow." Jun Shaoqing was telling the truth, the wine was only delivered last night, and it took him a lot of talk to get my aunt to give it away bottle, but he didn't tell his aunt that this wine was for Bai Hesheng.

Bai Hesheng shook his head: "No need, I will stop drinking after drinking today."

Jun Shaoqing swallowed a mouthful of saliva, but didn't say a word.

Bai Hesheng drank up the bottle of wine one by one and fell asleep on the table. Jun Shaoqing had no choice but to help him up and send him to the guest room.

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In the guest room on the second floor, Mu Xingyao sat by the bed and watched Leng Yanran eat.

"I, I'm full, thank you." Leng Yanran lowered her head and put the rest of the meal on the bedside table, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Mu Xing looked at Leng Yanran from a distance, this woman would say thank you to herself one day, life is really full of variables.

"You're welcome, old Mike came to see me today and wants to see you."

"Really?" Leng Yanran's eyes were instantly stained with color, but immediately dimmed again.

"Mike will not recognize this child, I just want to take the child and leave."

Leng Yanran was right, Mike did not admit it, but old Mike was different.

"Now it's not a question of taking the child away, but where is the child? You know what you can tell me, and I can find a way."

Leng Yanran grabbed the quilt tightly with her hands, closed her eyes and shook her head.

"I don't know. They locked me up after they brought me here. I didn't know the place after I escaped. It was an old villa, very old."

"Who brought you out?" Mu Xingyao couldn't help feeling a little excited, Leng Yanran had a hole, and she could see everything she wanted to see, at least she wouldn't be clueless.

Leng Yanran opened her eyes and looked at Mu Xingyao, with hesitation and struggle in her eyes.

"It was arranged by this person that you went to Stan Town to rescue me. If you still can't tell me frankly now, I don't guarantee how they will treat the children if they don't get the money. Do you understand?" Mu Xingyao held back Temper explained to her.

"Aren't you blackmailing me with a child?" Leng Yanran stared at Mu Xingyao, trying to see something from her face.

Mu Xingyao smiled: "Leng Yanran, if you think I am that kind of person too, well, you don't have to say anything, and you can leave anytime." After speaking, she got up and left.

Just as I walked to the door, Leng Yanran's voice came from behind: "It's Nan Qiyu, Nan Qiyu saved me."

Mu Xingyao's heart skipped a beat, and she turned her head slowly...