Quick time travel: The cold villain is acting like a baby in my arms again

After experiencing yesterday's incident, the driver was already familiar with the strange things. He was sitting in the car upright. Seeing that the two of them got into the car, he said carefully and set off, and then silently raised the partition. This inexplicable action made Qiu Cimu slightly Frowning, he looked towards Mu Ciwan.

The other party still had that smiling and innocent look, and there was nothing he could do about it.

Qiu Cimu chose not to look at her, retracted his gaze, and stared at the partition in front of him, but his eyes became a little dazed after staring for too long, and moved to the window on the right.

Mu Ciwan lowered his head and played with his mobile phone. On it was the message from Mu's father and Mu's mother last night.

It was too late at night, the two of them had already fallen asleep, and only now did they get back the news.

Shuang Mulin: [We don't know the details. Qiu is always the illegitimate son of Mr. Lu. He was brought back when he was 14 years old. I don't know what happened before, but it's certain that he didn't live well in the Lu family after he came back. Mr. Lu He and his son don't like him, and his sense of existence is relatively low in these families. At that time, we didn't think that it would be him who would turn the Lu family around. ]

Shuang Mulin: [If you want to know more, I'll check it out for you. Your father still has this ability. ]

Mu Ciwan was typing on the phone crackling.

Wan: [No, thank you Dad. ]

Shuang Mu Lin: [Thank you, when will you come back to see your father and your mother, your mother has been talking about you for several days. ]

Mu Ciwan: "..."

Wan: [I just came back the day before yesterday. ]

The other party stopped talking, Mu Ciwan thought about it, and added another sentence.

Wan: [If I have nothing to do this week, see if I can come back. ]

Shuangmulin: [Okay, let your mother prepare delicious food for you when the time comes. ]

Wan: [Please ask her to let me go. ]

In the memory of the original owner, Mumu is a well-deserved kitchen killer. For her, the kitchen at home has been renovated five or six times, but it still hasn't dampened her determination to love cooking. In the end, the kitchen was decorated with explosion-proof materials, which made it strong. up to now.

Shuang Mulin: [How do you say it, your mother's food is so delicious, I like it the most. ]

Well, in this case, one can tell at a glance that her mother is watching.

Mu Ciwan didn't reply to the message anymore, let Mu's father bear Mu's questioning alone, turn off the screen of the mobile phone, look up, there are a lot of traffic jams today, and there is still some time before the company.

A mobile phone rang leisurely, Mu Ciwan turned his head and glanced, it was Qiu Cimu's mobile phone.

Qiu Cimu glanced at the name on the phone, frowned slightly, and Mu Ciwan accurately caught a flash of disgust in his eyes. He clicked on the connection, turned around politely, and only looked at it quietly from the corner of his eye.

The voice is so low that if someone else is shooting, it's a pity that Mu Ciwan is sitting next to him, and he can hear the conversation between the two clearly.

"Ci Mu, I heard from Yuyan that there was a little conflict between you. He is still young and not sensible. Thinking that this company was left to him by his parents, he is inevitably a little impatient. Don't be as knowledgeable as him, be more conniving. For me, and for your mother's last wish, there are still two months left. You can do whatever you want in the future and return the company to Yuyan. At that time, he will grow up and can support himself. Now I still have to ask you."

The old and hoarse voice came to Mu Ciwan's ears word by word, she looked at Qiu Cimu's expressionless face, and suddenly became angry.

Is your tone gentle?

Indeed gentle.

But there is a meaning in everything in the words - let Lu Yu be stricter, the company will still be Lu Yuyan in the future.

Mu Ciwan felt nauseated in his heart.

The other party was still talking.

"By the way, I heard from Yuyan that the young lady from the Mu family is troubling him recently. I originally wanted them to get married. Then Yuyan will be able to help. You should suppress them first, and then let Yuyan Come forward to intercede, this will save face, and it will be more convenient after the rain is severe, what do you think?"

"not so good."

This sentence was said by Qiucimu.

Mu Ciwan had already made the preparations, so he snatched the phone directly, and prepared to say something bad to the old man, but was blocked by Qiu Cimu.

He glanced at Qiu Cimu calmly, and saw that he was sitting on the seat with his back straight, his eyes still on the scenery outside, and his light-colored pupils were full of coldness.

"Let him handle Lu Yuyan's affairs by himself, doesn't he have someone he likes recently?"

As Qiucimu said, her fingers tapped on the window sill one after another, her tone became colder and colder.

"You also know that Yuyan's parents have both passed away, and I'm still sick. Only you, little uncle, can help him. The person he likes now is not in the same world as him. After marrying, it will be a joke..."

Speaking of this, the voice over there suddenly stopped, and with a sneer and Qiu Cimu's increasingly indifferent eyes, he continued: "I'm not talking about your mother, but Yu Yan is still too young now, so I can't tell what's going on. If you like it, you will regret it in the future, and it will be too late after him, so I have to trouble you."

Qiu Cimu didn't speak, but directly cut off the phone.

Is it a joke, it is a joke.

For the so-called love, he sacrificed his whole life, and finally got the ending of moths flying into the flame. Qiu Cimu found it extremely ridiculous.

Anger stained his heart, and even the eye sockets began to flush faintly.

Mu Ciwan paid attention to his state all the time, saw that something was wrong with him, and quickly reached out to hold his hand, "Mr. Qiu, the breakfast seems to be a little short this morning. There is a breakfast shop over there. Tell the driver to stop and I will buy it." How about a breakfast?"

Autumn resignation at dusk: "???"

His eyes fell on Mu Ciwan's body, to be precise, she landed on her abdomen with a little impoliteness. In the morning, there was a deep-fried dough stick, a bowl of soy milk, a basket of steamed buns, a slice of pumpkin pie and half a plate of fried dumplings. It all went into someone's stomach.

Mu Ciwan obviously remembered that she ate a little too much in the morning, but it didn't affect her, she could even eat that much more.

Thinking about it this way, thinking about what Mu Ciwan did last night, Qiu Cimu still turned his head to the driver, "Old Li, stop the car."

There was no movement.

The partition not only separates the picture, but also the sound.

Qiu Cimu had no choice but to make a phone call, and the connection was made in the next second.