The engagement is over, but the black-bellied president won't let go

Yu Haoran said flatteringly with a playful smile: "I have those days every month!"

"Go to hell! Your fucking period is coming?" Mu Yundi spat.

Song Yan also joked: "Second brother, let our dad fire him! Look at how ugly he is. He doesn't look like a people's policeman at all, but more like a woman!" He has always been careless and indifferent to everything.

Xiao Yiyang took a sip of tea and smiled, "Alright, stop bullying Haoran. The fact that he can come today is already a great honor for us. Don't delay his work."

Yu Haoran immediately bowed and said, "Listen, our second brother is more aware. He is the CEO who holds the power of life and death. Although I am off work, I am still on standby at any time. Brothers, please understand!"

Mu Yundi and Song Yan were so amused by his bowing and nodding that they had no idea what to do. Speaking of Yu Haoran, the brothers still admired him very much, because he was never vague at work.

Mu Yundi suddenly remembered what happened at the funeral home today.

"Hey? Second brother? Did you see the scene at the funeral home today?" Mu Yundi looked at Xiao Yiyang mysteriously.

"What play?" Yu Haoran's professional curiosity was aroused and he immediately came over.

Song Yan sneered: "What kind of drama can there be in a funeral home? Apart from mourning and fake corpses, what other melodramatic plots can there be?"

Mu Yundi slapped his thigh and said, "Eh? You never expected that a romantic and bloody plot would really happen! My distant uncle's rumored girlfriend showed up!"

Seeing that he spoke so seriously, Song Yan and Yu Haoran both pricked up their ears, sat upright, and listened attentively.

"Is this true? Mr. Mu should be almost seventy this year. Hasn't he always been a clean man? Does he have a rumored girlfriend? Which confidante in the political or business world is she?" Song Yan said with disbelief while looking at Xiao Yiyang, as if seeking confirmation.

Yu Haoran suddenly pushed Mu Yundi and said, "Don't keep us in suspense. Just get to the point. How old are you? Where are you from? What do you do?"

Mu Yundi rolled her eyes at him and continued slowly, "Song Yan, your father is in the clothing business. You should have heard of a female designer named Elen, right?"

Song Yan thought hard and nodded: "I've never heard of that. I don't care about that. What's the story?"

Yu Haoran looked at them meaningfully and slowly said four words: "26 years old, beautiful."

……

Next, it is conceivable that Yu Haoran and Song Yan's jaws were dislocated. A detailed investigation was inevitable. Mu Yundi made full use of his gossip skills and told a story about how Leng Ruofei rushed into the farewell hall and how he was beaten by his distant sister-in-law, second sister-in-law, and eldest nephew.

Finally, he finished his interpretation with Elen's clothes in disarray and face in disarray.

"Oh my god! Brother, your uncle is so awesome, right? Only 26 years old..." Yu Haoran stared with his little eyes and praised.

"Go away, go away, distant relative." Although Mu Yundi and Mu Liangsheng are relatives, the two families do not have very close contacts.

"But I do have a question for the experienced Brother Yan. You see, Yun Di's great uncle is almost 70 years old. Is there anything he can do?"

Yu Haoran asked in a low voice, looking like a curious baby.

"Go to hell!" Song Yan kicked Yu Haoran in the waist, but the latter quickly dodged and burst into laughter.