exploitative petting

On the second day after Mu Ci became the master of the Mu family, with Zhou Rui'an's support, he got out of bed and began to inspect his own territory.

He is like a king, instructing his servants to remodel the villa according to his wishes.

"I don't think the villa is big enough. You bought the villa next to it, opened it up, and re-planned and constructed it."

"Pull all the roses in the back garden, and plant peonies for me. Well, plant ten miles of peonies."

"The people who served Mu Kun before have all been driven away, and some young and bright ones are here again."

……

Everywhere Mu Ci went, he would be skinned and exchanged for blood.

Knowing that he had been waiting for this day for a long time, Zhou Rui'an didn't stop him, and urged him to go to the study on the third floor.

That was Mu Kun's study room, which could be called a forbidden place, and even Mu Ci hadn't stepped into it a few times.

To be honest, Mu Ci was a little curious, wanting to know what treasure was hidden in the man's study.

"Go and have a look."

Feeling refreshed on happy occasions, Mu Ci took three breaths and climbed to the third floor.While he was resting against the wall, Zhou Rui'an kicked open the door of the study.

Mu Ci was not annoyed at his unruly behavior, smiled dotingly, and followed him into the room.

Mu Kun's study room is not big, and the windows are all closed, making the room look dark and depressing.

Zhou Rui'an turned on the light, the room was brightened, and there was nothing to hide.

Mu Ci looked around, and the explicit oil paintings on the wall hurt his eyes.That's him!Half naked, panting, moaning, in pain, in fear, in blood...

Mu Kun is personality, change, and state.

He is his plaything.

Mu Ci was so angry that his heart ached, his lungs hurt, and his stomach hurt. With a pale face and bent body, he suddenly kicked Zhou Rui'an's leg and cursed, "You knew that earlier?"

Zhou Rui'an bowed his head and remained silent.He entered here by accident, and then saw the hypocrisy and filth of Mu Kunqian, a gentleman.He was really uncomfortable at that time. His gentle and noble young master suffered such an unknown injury secretly.He hates it!So, the second day after Mu Kun died, he brought him here to let him see Mu Kun's ugly face with his own eyes.He is not worthy of kneeling for eleven hours and fasting for ten days to repay his adoption.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Mu Ci panted heavily, kicked him again, and asked in a low voice, "Zhou Rui'an, are you plotting against me?"

Zhou Rui'an was kicked twice, his brows were wrinkled in pain, and he didn't make a sound.He walked up to Mu Ci, held his cold hand, and said in a low voice: "No, young master, I didn't plot against you. I was just, just worried about you, I think you let yourself go, Mu Kun deserves death, no It's worth you ruining your body for him."

He is good for him.

Mu Ci's heart softened, and he lowered his eyes, unable to distinguish his expression.After a while, as if she had made up her mind, she said decisively, "It's burned."

Zhou Rui'an was startled: "Huh?"

Seeing his dumbfounded appearance, Mu Ci couldn't help laughing.He was leaning against the desk, half of his face was so white that it was almost transparent under the light.

"Playing stupid? Isn't that what you want?"

Bewitched him to come to Mu Kun's study and let him see these unsightly oil paintings.As proud as him, how can he let it go?

"Burn it. Have fun with you." He had gentle eyes and a doting smile.

Zhou Rui'an laughed embarrassedly, scratched his head, quickly took out the lighter from his trouser pocket, pulled off an oil painting, and lit it.

"I'm going to burn them all."

"Everyone who treats the young master badly will die."

"Our young master is the master of the Mu family, no one dares to bully the young master."

……

The flames shone, reflecting his joyful face.He muttered like a child, even happier than Mu Ci.

Mu Ci likes him to think of him wholeheartedly, but once he likes him more, he will have some other emotions in him.However, he didn't take it too seriously.He has his own family with a loving wife and daughter.Zhou Rui'an is in his heart... Well, he should be ranked fourth.As for number one, it is naturally Mu's inheritance.

Mu Ci took out his mobile phone and planned to make an appointment with a lawyer to talk to Cheng Xin.He always felt that Cheng Xin was unreliable and would use his inheritance to make things difficult for him.

Thinking of this, he prepared to call the lawyer's number he knew well.No, before the number was dialed, a call came in.

The call is from an unknown number.

He frowned, thought for a moment, and connected: "Hi, I'm Mu Ci. Are you?"

"As the saying goes, people leave for cold tea, I understand this. But, Young Master Mu, Mr. Mu has only been away for a day, and you can't wait to remodel Mu's villa, isn't it too chilling?"

The voice of the visitor seemed to have passed through the voice changer, and the voice was a little hoarse amidst the vicissitudes of life.

Mu Ci's heart tightened, and he asked anxiously, "Who are you?"

"I am Mu Lao's eyes."

"Don't be secretive! Who are you?"

The visitor laughed: "Young Master Mu, you know. I am the eyes of Mr. Mu, watching your every move. Are you in his study now, looking at those portraits full of love?"

Mu Ci panicked, clenched his fists, and held back the raging anger: "What do you mean? What's your purpose? For money?"

The visitor didn't answer his question, but was still laughing, with a disdainful laugh: "Only poor ghosts care about money. Haha, Young Master Mu, you have been with Mr. Mu for ten years, and you have been pampered and pampered for ten years. You seem to be rich, but you are actually poor." Got nothing."

"Go to hell! Crazy!"

Mu Ci swears, drops his phone, is so angry that he can't stand still, and directly kneels on the ground.

Zhou Rui'an was burning the oil painting seriously. He was startled when he saw him kneeling on the ground from the corner of his eye. He didn't care about the burning oil painting. He rushed over and hugged him, and asked with concern: "What's wrong? Master, what's wrong? Stomach trouble again?" Did you commit a crime?"

Mu Ci was out of breath.So angry!At the moment when he was lamenting whether his life was a happy one, someone told him, don't be too happy, I'm staring at you.I know what you did.

This is Mu Kun who stayed behind to monitor him!

He is haunted!Even if he died, he would not let him go!

Mu Ci was so angry that his heart ached, his lungs ached, his stomach ached, and every part of his body ached.

Seeing that his face was flushed from holding back, Zhou Rui'an hurriedly comforted him, comforting him over and over again: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, young master, slow down your breathing, take your time—"

The so-called extreme joy begets sorrow.

Mu Ci was so angry with a strange call that he had stomach problems.

When Dr. He heard the news and rushed over, Mu Ci had already passed out from the pain.He checked him, gave him another drip, and then cursed with a cold face: "Didn't I say that Young Master Mu is not in good health, so don't let his mood fluctuate greatly. He can't be angry, can't be angry. What's going on? How did you take care of him?"

I haven't seen you in just two days, why are you so thin?

No matter how well the stomach disease is treated, it will turn into cancer sooner or later.

The more He Jingde thought about it, the angrier he became, he had been Mu Ci's personal doctor for many years, and he had already treated him as his son, so when he saw him sick like this, he felt distressed and angry, he blew his beard and stared and scolded: "What are you doing? Not talking? Are you dumb?"

Zhou's mother and son bowed their heads silently. They took Mu Ci's illness very seriously, and they didn't take good care of him, so they didn't complain when they were scolded.

Zhou Rui'an blamed himself especially, drooping his head, looking at the slender blue blood vessels, his eyes were sour.His young master had another infusion, and his pale and thin arms were full of pinholes.

He Jingde calmed down after scolding someone, and he stroked his gray mustache and sighed: "Mu Shao has always been worried, which is very bad for his condition. If possible, send him abroad for recuperation."

Zhou Rui'an felt aggrieved and wanted to cry, and defended with red eyes: "I want to too. But Mr. Mu just passed away, and there are many things going on here, and the young master can't leave."

He Jingde understood that it was a matter of inheritance, and immediately shouted angrily: "Is money more important or life more important?"

"Money!" Mu Ci woke up, and replied extremely firmly.

"You unworthy boy! You're going to piss me off! Don't care, don't care!" He Jingde stomped his feet in anger, and his beard flew up.

Mu Ci laughed heartily when he saw it, but he still held it back. He stretched out his hand without the infusion, with an unnatural expression on his face: "Ahem, um, I heard that Sister He is married. Where's the wedding candy? I want wedding candy."

He seldom showed such a childish side.However, it was an exception in front of He Jingde.This skinny little old man caught his eye very much, and he occasionally acted like a naughty child in front of him.

He Jingde saw that his expression eased, and he was a little relieved.While instructing Mother Zhou to make some tonics, he sat down on the side of the bed, took out the wedding candy he had prepared in his pocket, peeled it off, but put it in his mouth, and said cheerfully: "You still have the nerve to eat my daughter's wedding candy. No, no. Keep healthy and live longer, and try to eat your daughter."

He wanted to encourage Muci with these words, but he didn't want to, but he stepped on his pain point.

Thinking of her little angel who was only four years old, Mu Ci felt listless.His health is terrible, he is just an empty shelf, and he doesn't know if he can last until Mu Anqi gets married.

Thinking of Mu Anqi, he missed his wife Chen E, and couldn't help but say: "Bring Madam and Miss here. Before, Mr. Mu didn't allow them to live in. Now that he's dead, they are the masters here."

When Zhou Rui'an heard this, his eyes suddenly dimmed.However, it only took a moment for him to return to his normal look.He likes Mu Ci, and he is willing to like the person he likes.So, trying my best to hold back the soreness in my heart, I called Chen E.

"Ma'am, I'm Zhou Rui'an. The young master misses you and miss, and wants you to pack up and live in Mu's villa."

When Chen E received the call, she was having a SPA with her little sisters.She is not very beautiful, at most she is tall and beautiful.God knows where she fell into Mu Ci's eyes, and she was married back home as a rich wife.She used to be sincere and fearful, and showed all kinds of consideration and love to Mu Ci, but after a long time, she lost her heart.Especially now that he has the secret of Mu Ci, he is even more confident.

"I miss us, why don't you go home? Oh, I'm sick again? Oh, my heart hurts. How about this, let him rest well, and I will take An An there when he recovers. You know, An An is also in good health. No, now he is sick, what if it is passed on to An An?"

The young lady of the Mu family, Mu Anqi, also follows Mu Ci. She is delicate and expensive, and is prone to illness.

This was a good excuse. Hearing the familiar voice from Zhou Rui'an's phone, Mu Ci felt uncomfortable, but he didn't say anything.

Chen E was right, An An was not in good health, so she couldn't be brought here.

Mu Ci felt uncomfortable for a few minutes, and he also became motivated to take good care of his body.He asked Zhou Rui'an to help him to bask in the sun on the sun lounger by the swimming pool for three consecutive days.

When he got better, Chen E didn't bring her daughter over.

Mu Ci didn't wait for anyone he wanted to see, but he did wait for some cronies.When a group of people heard that he was ill, they came to visit him one after another. They drank, sang, danced, played cards, and played mahjong around him. It was as lively as an open-air party.