The rich and powerful

Chapter 20
"Mu Shen, why are you sighing?"

Behind him, Xu Rongya came over with a fruit plate, picked a grape, and asked with a smile.

"Huh? Did I sigh?"

Sitting next to him, she frowned, "and the frown was very high."

Caressing her hand, he firmly held her hand in his palm, as if this is the only way to drive away the haze in his heart, and the woman who caused this haze, he looked at Rong Ya , "We are all old, Rong Ya, I will be 30 soon, I don't have much time, I can wait for someone..."

Rong Ya lowered her head, wanting to withdraw her hand, "I thought that you saw Song Yan again and kept her because..."

"Don't mention her again!" After saying this firmly, he let go of her, got up, faced the floor-to-ceiling windows, and stood up.

Looking at his stiff back, she slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Actually, it's been so long since that incident back then. I really don't care at all. If you love her, you should be with her, not because of me..."

"Xu Rongya, I only love you!" Looking back, she almost roared out this sentence.

That's right, he only loves Rong Ya, how could he have feelings for a vicious woman like Song Yan?

No, he didn't, even a little sympathy for her was an insult to him.

Feeling even more disturbed, he hugged Xu Rongya, "Don't leave me again, I've been waiting for five years, how many five years do we have left?"

As if feeling his rare excitement, she didn't refuse his hug, hugged him, patted his back, and slowly comforted her.

After a long time, he seemed to have settled down, let go of her, and went to pour water, "I will accompany you to the hospital for an examination tomorrow." He said.

Rong Ya smiled, and lowered his head to tidy up the newspapers on the table. Because he had to pay attention to many market trends, he ordered almost all the newspapers, but he was busy for a few days and didn't read a few pages at all.

It's been a long time since she's seen him so busy.

Flipping through an entertainment newspaper, "Hey, Xia You is actually having an affair. Look, someone said that someone took a photo of him and the TV girl. It can't be from your TV station."

The hand pouring the water stopped unconsciously...

"Hey, Mu Shen, the water has spilled."

He woke up suddenly, put it down, but walked over immediately, pulled the newspaper over, looked at the ambiguous report on it, and remembered Zhou Wei's previous words in his heart.

Is it her?

"What's wrong, Mu Shen?"

Rong Ya asked.

He came back to his senses, "Oh, it's okay... This show is very important, I'm afraid I have to go back and deal with it."

Lin Muchen came back so suddenly.

Zhou Wei introduced the work here to him face to face, and led him in.

Because of Lin Muchen's haughty figure, people with greedy eyes kept walking by.

The TV station is as busy as ever, and there are people everywhere.

"Ah, Mr. Lin, hello."

"Hello, Mr. Lin."

"Good morning, Mr. Lin."

His eyes were calm, but his eyes drifted towards the crowd, as if he was looking for something.

"Actually, Mr. Lin doesn't need to come back in person, things are almost busy here." Zhou Wei said.

"Well, there's nothing wrong with that side. This side is the main program production. Future movies and productions will be based on this side, so we can't be careless." He said such high-sounding words, his eyes still looked at around.

The brows wrinkled more and more tightly.

Where did she go, and why was she not there at the busiest time.

"That's right, then there is another side, Mr. Lin, about tomorrow's program preview..." Zhou Wei was still talking endlessly, and after talking for a while, he raised his head, but saw that Lin Muchen seemed to be listening but not listening. Nodding his head, his eyes were still searching.

Zhou Wei took a deep breath, put away the folder, and looked at him, "Boss Lin, who are you looking for?"

Lin Mu hummed, "No."

Zhou Wei really couldn't take it anymore, since he was 21 years old and followed Lin Muchen, because of his calmness, because of his deepness, because of his wisdom, because of his indifference, Zhou Wei knew that this is the bearing that a king should have, so , he is determined to build a kingdom with Lin Muchen, but now, this noble man has become depressed because of that lowly woman...

This was the first time he was so impulsive, he pulled Lin Muchen over, "Go in and talk."

Then he pushed him into a conference room on the side.

Lin Muchen still had no expression on his face, raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Zhou Wei, "What are you doing?"

Zhou Wei looked at him, "Don't you admit it, you came back because of Song Yan, right? You are so out of your mind because of Song Yan, right? You have rekindled your old love for her, and the lingering love is not over, why don't you admit it? You are now Are you still looking for her? You are in love with her, aren't you!"

The quiet face stayed there without moving. The tall figure, like a statue, stood there stiffly, motionless. The half face hidden in the shadow looked very gloomy. Zhou Wei looked at the silent man. , I know, I am too impulsive...

"I'll say it again! I haven't been moved by anyone! The person I love is Xu Rongya, that damned Song Yan, she has nothing to do with me at all!" As he spoke, he grabbed the cup on one side, seemingly with little effort, But the cup shattered with a bang, and he threw the object in Zhou Wei's direction. With a bang, the shards scraped Zhou Wei's cheek...

Zhou Wei covered his cheeks and gritted his teeth.

"Okay, Lin Muchen, you better not forget what you said today, you fucking, if there is a little fluctuation because of Song Yan, your fucking surname is not Lin!" Rubbing his body, Zhou Weichong out.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he felt that an unbearable anger from which he didn't know came from pressed against his heart.

"I have nothing to do with Song Yan, and no one should mention this woman to me..." He punched the door behind him with a bang, and there was a crack in the wooden door, and blood flowed across the gap...

"Ah, Zhou Zhu, what's wrong with you, your face is broken and bleeding..."

"It's okay." He waved away the people on the side, walked outside, wiped the blood on his face, and took a deep breath.

Turning around, he asked the people on the side, "Why didn't Song Yan from the production team come to work?"

"Ah? I don't know. I heard she was ill. Sister Yalan told her to go back and rest."

"Ill? Let her come, or get out if she doesn't come." He said.

"Ah? It's..." Who didn't know, Song Yan didn't go back to cultivate, he was completely hidden by Zhang Yalan.

Heaving a sigh of relief again, Zhou Wei rolled his eyes, and the corners of his mouth suddenly curled into a vicious smile, "In a few days, you will let her attend the producer conference of our program group."

"Ah?" The man was stunned for a moment, thinking, the producer meeting is a banquet held to reward the producers for their hard work, now Zhou Zhu called her to go, could it be that she is about to be promoted?Tsk tsk, no way, Song Yan has developed.

"Okay, I'll make arrangements right away."

When Song Yan received a call telling her to go to work, she was helping her mother wash clothes at home.

After picking up the line, my mother asked, "What's wrong?"

She shook her head and wrote on the paper, "Going to work."

The mother touched her cheek distressedly, "The illness has become like this, let's rest for a few days."

Song Yan just smiled, the meaning of the person on the phone was obvious, if he didn't go, he would give up his job.

She must be going, but it's strange, I don't know why, they actually asked her to prepare a dress and go to the producer's party. Zhang Yalan seemed to have said before that this party was attended by senior producers. Man, no chance at all.

(End of this chapter)