100 Days of Secret Love: Mr. President, please enlighten me

However, Mu Shangxun, the big tyrant who treats people like popsicles all the time, is obviously particularly interested in discussing this issue with men today: "Of course not, how can half an hour be enough for me to play? At least four times more."

"I go!"

The man's eyes that were already wide open immediately became as big as copper bells: "Hey, I said, you are not bragging, two hours? Are you kidding?"

Mu Shangxun sneered: "Why am I joking?"

The man didn't believe it, and asked Jiang Qianyu: "Is what he said true? Two hours! I'll go! How did it take so long?"

"..."

Jiang Qianyu still ignored it.

The man thought she was acquiescing, and laughed: "I knew it, how could it be two hours, hahahaha, he's just bragging!"

The cold-faced tyrant was ridiculed, and Jiang Qianyu didn't know where the courage came from. Maybe it was to defend him, or maybe it was to express his protest against his too strong physical strength. He hummed: "Two hours is his last time." Common situations, sometimes more than..."

Although she was just muttering, both Mu Shangxun and the man heard it.

In an instant, Mu Shangxun smiled like flowers blooming on the other side.

The man's face was full of disbelief, and he murmured in disbelief: "How is it possible? How is it possible? How could it be so long? I'm also an expert in this field. I have never heard of a man who has been there for so long."

As if thinking of something, a flash of inspiration flashed in his head.

Some kind of light flickered in his eyes, and he asked, "Could you be taking drugs?"

Mu Shangxun snorted coolly: "I never take drugs."

His voice is aggressive and full of confidence.

The man was shocked by her appearance again.

He still couldn't believe it.

He can persist for two hours without taking medicine?

I couldn't help but want to know more and more whether this matter was true. After all, it was completely beyond his cognition, so he took out a business card from the business card holder on the car and handed it to him: "Empty words are nothing, Let's get together another day, let me see how you show off your glory?"

Mu Shangxun took his business card.

The first thing I saw was his name.

Zhang Zichuan.

According to the information provided by his intelligence network, the legend of this person flashed subconsciously in his head.

The corner of his mouth twitched, and without the slightest hesitation, he held his business card between his two fingers and flicked it, and the business card fell on his chubby face: "No."

Although Zhang Zichuan is not a wealthy and famous person in City A, he is very easy to play in City A. He knows all the upper-class and lower-class people in City A, and has a good relationship with many people.

He has a villa and holds a party every weekend. All kinds of men and women wear masks to go in, lights, wine, and singing every night...

It was an indulgent city that never sleeps.

Zhang Zichuan was a little annoyed when his business card was hit on his face, but he had met all kinds of people and trained his sharp eyes.

Although Mu Shangxun's facial features were covered by the brim of his hat and big black sunglasses, judging from his aura, the man in front of him was definitely not an ordinary person.

I was a little curious: "Brother, you are not a star, are you?"

As he said that, he narrowed his eyes slightly, trying to see his appearance clearly.

Mu Shangxun glanced at him, didn't bother to talk to him anymore, closed the co-pilot's door, cut off Zhang Zichuan's probing eyes, walked back to the driver's seat, started the engine neatly, drove, and drove towards the mountain road.

Zhang Zichuan watched the luxury car Juechen leave through the windshield.

His eyes narrowed a little bit: "I went up the mountain..."

That mountain is not famous in City A, but the owner of the mountain is famous.

I heard that the young master of the Mu family, the most wealthy family in City A, bought the entire hill and built a villa on it. Could it be that the man just now is Mu Shangxun, the president of ME Technology Group, a well-known shopping mall tyrant?

"I go!"

He exclaimed: "No wonder he feels very powerful."

but……

Glancing at the business card smashed on his lap, he snorted, "Prudish."

Just about to drive away, his cell phone rang suddenly, and he connected: "Ah? I want a new member, no problem, what's his identity? From the United States? Surnamed 'Jiang'? Okay, you can verify his identity, Don't bring some troublesome people in, I won't be able to deal with it in the end..."

As soon as Jiang Muyu returned to his room, he angrily dropped everything in the room.

The sound of "crackling" sounded, and soon, the ground was in a mess.

Under the bright sunlight, the beautiful face was distorted into a horrible appearance, and with the makeup on the face, it looked a little creepy.

Sunlight shone in through the transparent glass, and all of it fell on her body, but it couldn't dispel the fierce light in her eyes.

She didn't believe it, and she didn't want to believe it, that she, who was sure of winning, would actually make a fool of herself in front of everyone.

This is the second time she has made a fool of herself in public.

"Why did this happen? The man around her lost to her, and even a belt was outmatched by her..."

Jiang Muyu felt that his life was terrible.

She shook her head, "It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be, I'm the biological daughter of my parents, and I should be the one who attracts the most attention. Why is she an adopted daughter instead of a customer? Attracting everyone's attention?"

"I don't agree!"

she screamed.

Regardless of the pain in his body, he held his head and roared loudly.

The eyes gradually became red, and the scarlet color was terrible.

When Jiang Yan opened the door and came in, he saw a woman with disheveled hair and hatred in her eyes.

He frowned, and the corners of his lips curled up triumphantly.

He stepped forward, patted Jiang Muyu's shoulder lightly, and called softly: "Mu Mu."

Jiang Muyu looked up.

The moment he saw him, the whole person threw himself into his arms, hugged him and cried bitterly: "Wuuu, brother Yan, I'm so sad..."

"It's not your fault today, it's Jiang Qianyu's fault."

He asked a question: "Shouldn't my sister be more tolerant to my sister? Why does your sister hold grudges against you like this?"

"Not only that!"

Jiang Muyu's scarlet eyes burst out with deep hatred: "Father and mother were originally mine, but her appearance deprived them of their love for me, and she hated that I was her own, so she fought with me for everything and took away my love." Mom and Dad. I also worked very hard to improve this situation, but I didn't dare to do anything, I still lost..."

She sniffed: "Also, the belt she gave to Dad today, heh, it's fake at all, it's from the royal family, I don't believe it, how could she have such a valuable thing as an adopted daughter who lives at the bottom of society !"

She still doesn't believe it.

The belt was bought by Jiang Yan, so when he was compared, not only Jiang Muyu's face was lost, but his face was also lacklustre.

The voice was slightly cold: "Probably Mu Shangxun gave it to her."