Host Dump [Quick Transmigration]

The commotion they made was neither big nor small, but it was enough to alarm the security guards in the garden. Seeing that there were friends of his young master among these people, a waiter ran to inform Yang Haotian.

Naturally, Yang Haotian rushed over in a hurry, but happened to see Jiang Xuan pouring red wine on Mu Hua's body, and immediately became furious.

"Jiang Xuan!" Yang Haotian strode up to several people, pushed Jiang Xuan away, took out a handkerchief from his suit pocket on his chest, and wiped it for Mu Hua.

Mu Hua lowered her eyelashes, took the handkerchief from Yang Haotian's hand, and wiped off the red wine stains on the suit by herself. No matter how regretful Jiang Xuan's expression was, she really didn't even want to give him a look. to leave.

"It's the last time," Mu Hua thought, no matter how good Jiang Xuan was to him before, it has already been wiped out in the not-too-short days.From now on, we will be like strangers——

Unexpectedly, just as he turned around, before he could take a step, his arms sank again.Mu Hua looked back sideways, and found that Jiang Xuan was holding his arm again, her eyes turned cold: "Let go!"

Jiang Xuan's hand immediately bounced off Mu Hua's arm subconsciously, his eyes flicked around, and then he seemed to think of something, and suddenly became tough, "You are the first to do it, you have to follow Ning Zhao apologizes."

"Wow/slot", Yang Haotian was completely mad, and he didn't care about the etiquette of the children of the aristocratic family. He pulled Jiang Xuan's tie, pushed him over and pressed him in front of Ning Zhao, "Give me a good fucking look!" look!"

Jiang Xuan is not short, at 1.8 meters taller than Ning Zhao, but when he was in front of Yang Haotian, he was abruptly shorter, his neckline was held/raised, and his toes stood on tiptoe. It was flushed red, I don't know if it was strangled or ashamed, and it looked like a mess.

Ning Zhao stretched out his hand in the air to help him, his face was red and white, and he was very embarrassed.

But Yang Hao didn't care about them, and forced Jiang Xuan's face to Ning Zhao's direction, "Look at what the hell is in this thing's hand!"

It was a wine glass—an empty wine glass that had once held red wine.

"Dang bang", Ning Zhao subconsciously looked into his hand, only to realize that he had been holding the empty wine glass in his hand, and hurriedly let go, but it was too late—a lie that could be broken at once was clearly revealed under the gaze of everyone. expose.

Putting Jiang Xuan aside casually, Yang Haotian took the wine glass in Mu Hua's hand and poured it on Jiang Xuan's head, "I think you need to wash your head!"

The dripping champagne slipped from Jiang Xuan's head and face, Yang Haotian threw the wine glass on the ground, shook his hands and said to the security team standing beside him: "Throw the two of them out!"

"Yes!"

There was a hazy drizzle in the sky, Baoquan didn't really throw the two people out, but just drove them out of the gate.

Tiny rain stains made Jiang Xuan's mood even more uneasy. He had never felt such a shame since he was a child. At this moment, nothing but anger was shame. He glanced coldly at Ning Zhao, who was shivering beside him. , ignoring his weeping expression, walked to the car that Yang Haotian "intimately" asked someone to drive out for him, got in the car and drove away.

"The house is given to you, we will not contact you in the future."

Jiang Xuan stood in the empty study room, holding the phone tightly in his hand, and the text message from Mu Hua was displayed on the lit screen.

"Boom!" There was a sound of heavy objects falling to the ground in the study, but no one cared anymore.

"Report, Master, we have followed Mr. Mu to the villa in the northern suburbs..." The man in black reported meticulously, looking at the man who was standing in front of the villa without blinking his eyes through the monitor in front of him. Muhua in the garden.

Qin Qing hung up the phone, lay back on the wide chair back, closed his eyes slightly, tapped his fingers on the table regularly, stood up suddenly after a while, as if he had made a decision, and walked out of the house resolutely go.

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"Mu Hua—" Jiang Xuan slowly opened his eyes, looking dizzy at the ceiling of the study, and the carpet in his hand was slightly rough to the touch, he thought in a daze, without Mu Hua, the gang could only What would a flattering old bastard think of me? !How can I continue my business? !

Thinking of this, Jiang Xuan suddenly had a bold idea, if, if...

And no matter what Jiang Xuan thinks, now Mu Hua seems to have finally shaken off a package that has been accumulated on her body for a long time, and she feels indescribably at ease.He was sitting in the garden of the villa, holding a cup of fragrant coffee in his hand, squinting slightly in the rising heat, watching the workers who kept coming and going in and out of the house putting things away, and felt that his life was finally brightened stand up.

"Young Master," the old butler, whose hair has turned gray but is still in good spirits, walked to Mu Hua's side, leaning over slightly as a gesture.

"What's the matter, Uncle Liu?" Mu Hua turned her head to look at the old butler who had devoted most of her life to the Mu family, and her expression softened.

"There are things from Jiang, Mr. Jiang at the door." Uncle Liu frowned, and said respectfully to Mu Hua in his usual calm voice with a trace of dissatisfaction.

"Jiang Xuan?" Mu Hua frowned, and became even more irritable after hearing Uncle Liu's affirmative answer, "Let them send back the things intact, I won't take Jiang Xuan's things, and don't ask me in the future , just go back."

"But... this thing is a little troublesome," Uncle Liu hesitated, suggesting that Mu Hua should go and have a look before deciding what to do.

Mu Hua followed Uncle Liu all the way to the gate of the villa area. Most of the residents in this villa area are residents who cannot be easily disturbed. Therefore, without the consent of the head of the household, the security guard will not let people in. Jiang Xuan's people Nature is no exception.

Before reaching the gate, Mu Hua's eyes were flashed by a large/large/large/strip of fiery red, and an ominous premonition suddenly rose in her heart.And the closer it was to the door, the stronger this ominous premonition rose.

really……

Looking at the huge sea of ​​flowers made of an unknown number of roses, the white roses against the backdrop of numerous red roses spelled out the words "I'm sorry" and "I love you", Mu Hua's heart skipped a beat. crime.

On the top of the sea of ​​flowers, there is another exquisitely packaged small gift box, the lid has been taken aside, and lying above the crimson velvet is the key to the villa that Mu Hua "left" to Jiang Xuan.

Mu Hua snorted coldly in her heart, after all, this person still pretends to be smart, and at this time, he will not forget to try his best to put gold on his face.From the looks of it, it seemed as if he wanted to make people think that this was a villa specially sent to his door just to apologize.

There was no Jiang Xuan next to Rose's "sea of ​​flowers", so he was ashamed to appear in front of Mu Hua, so he sent a close assistant to show his hospitality.

"Mr. Mu," the little assistant leaned forward and said to Mu Hua with a contemptuous smile on his face, "Our manager Jiang asked me to apologize to you. He said that he really has no face to see you, but I sincerely hope that you can give me another favor." One chance for him..."

The anger in Mu Hua's head suddenly disappeared, and he suddenly felt that it was pointless to care about this Jiang Xuan kind of person.He has known for a long time how conceited and ridiculous this person is...

Anyway, even if Jiang Xuan was kind to him in every way when he was a child, it was only in the past.

Mu Hua raised her hand to interrupt the little assistant's endless "explanation", turned around and went back to the villa.

He doesn't care about it, let Jiang Xuan do whatever he likes—after all these years, how many people have been laughed at because of Jiang Xuan?

"He really didn't say anything?!", Jiang Xuan slammed his fist on the table, startled the little assistant standing opposite him, and said tremblingly: "Yes... At that time, Mr. Mu When we got back to the villa, the people we invited couldn’t keep up, and the roses we prepared were also cleared away..."

Jiang Xuan took a deep breath, barely letting himself get angry in front of others, and only waved his hand to let the little assistant leave first.

Jiang Xuan thought he was covering it up pretty well, but as soon as the little assistant went out, he held his chest and let out a long breath—Jiang Xuan's distorted expression, which was angry but tried to restrain himself, was really scary.

Hearing the faint crackling sound coming from the room, the little assistant looked back with lingering fear, and then ran out of this gorgeous villa that made him feel very uneasy without looking back.

In the villa, Jiang Xuan's eyes were red, his fists were clenched tightly, and the small objects he swung were scattered around him.

"Mu Hua...you forced me to do this!"

The next day, Mu Hua woke up from the soft and comfortable bed and stretched out. The butler, Uncle Liu, appeared in good time to ask him to get up and have breakfast.

It had been a long time since Mu Hua had felt such a comfortable feeling of being completely relaxed, her whole body brightened up, and even a slight smile appeared on her face.

Mu Hua has already been able to naturally ignore some fiery/hot gazes projected from behind the scenes, but today's feeling seems a bit different...

Passing through the hall where people come and go, the gradually closing metal doors of the elevator blocked those veiled sights towards Mu Hua, which gave Mu Hua a bad feeling.

Sure enough, as soon as he got out of the elevator door, Mu Hua saw Secretary Chen trotting all the way from the president's office at the end of the corridor in stiletto heels, with obvious anxiety and bewilderment on his face, "Mr. Mu—"