I regenerated a small bodyguard

"Where is it? There is a lot of wind on your end." Wei Xun said.

Mu Jiashu's face softened, and his voice revealed lightness: "I just came out of the supermarket and haven't returned home yet. What is Wei Shao's order? Do you want to work overtime?"

"Of course." Wei Xun said seriously, "I ordered you to have dinner with the boss, do you have time now?"

Mu Jiashu smiled and said, "You have already ordered, do I dare not have time? Where are you?"

Wei Xun excitedly said, "You're at the supermarket, right? I know that place. Don't move. I'll drive there to pick you up right now."

"Okay, I'm waiting for you."

Just as Mu Jiashu put down the phone, a high-pitched man's voice suddenly came from in front of him: "I said why Young Master Mu looks so handsome today. It turns out that people are refreshed on happy occasions. Young Master Mu, what are you laughing at?" Well, can you tell us and let us hear it? It can be regarded as joyful."

When Mu Jiashu heard the word "Mu Shao", he looked in the direction of the voice like a conditioned reflex. It wasn't until he saw Mu Haochang's figure that he realized that he was not calling himself.

Mu Haochang had just come out of the bar, surrounded by a group of people who seemed to be a little drunk, and staggered past Mu Jiashu without noticing him.

He still seems to be very intimately hooking the neck of a young boy next to him, but Mu Jiashu looked at that man's expression, as if he was about to be strangled to death by Mu Haochang.

"Laugh...Of course I have to laugh...Why? Because," he waved drunkenly, "My brother is dead, and the Mu family will be mine from now on, happy. Haha...hahahaha..."

There was a silence around, and the person who asked earlier was too frightened to speak, and secretly called unlucky.Everyone in the circle knows that Mu Haozhuan has always been reckless in his words and deeds. It is really difficult to judge whether what he said is true or ironic.He can talk nonsense, but others can't take it casually.

But the boy in his arms didn't know the heights of heaven and earth, and flattered him: "That's right. From now on, everything in the Mu family will belong to Mr. Mu, and only Mr. Mu can afford it..."

Before he finished speaking, Mu Haochang threw him to the ground and kicked him up.

There was a muffled "bang", which was especially clear in this silent atmosphere, and the smile on Mu Haochang's face did not change a bit: "What are you? You dare to talk too much about my family. You have a cheap mouth Mention my brother's name in front of me, are you sincerely rejecting me? Get out! Don't fucking let me see you again!"

This fucking was obviously started by you yourself!

The boy must be roaring like this in his heart at this time.

He looks like a flirtatious slut in appearance, and after being praised by Mu Haochang for a while, he got used to a little temper. He was quite unwilling to be kicked suddenly. He wanted to pester him at first, but when he looked at Mu Haochang's cold eyes, what the hell? Without saying a word, he got up bitterly and limped away.

It seems that what Mu Ershao just said was ironic - that's right, it has been almost two years since Mu Jiashu's death, and all kinds of speculation and rumors have never stopped, and anyone who listens to it will be troubled.It's also thanks to the fact that the boy just now was smart and ran fast, otherwise he would definitely have become a living target for Mu Haozhuan.

Mu Haochang looked at his back with a sneer, and said in a strange way: "Everyone, they all think that it's me who killed my elder brother for the things of the Mu family. They really understand me."

The atmosphere was very embarrassing at one point, and after a while, someone quickly smoothed things over with a smiling face: "Second Young Master Mu is joking again, how is this possible... Impossible."

Mu Haochang seemed to just say that casually, and laughed when he heard this, as if nothing happened: "It's just a joke, let's go."

His drunkenness seemed to have not completely subsided, and he sang upside down as he walked: "Remember...the girl who loves you...you will think of your hometown... ..."

He sang an old song from an unknown era, and the outrageous tone almost ran to the southern hemisphere. Everyone around him held back their laughter and praised "Young Master Mu sings well", which is not easy of.

When the group passed by Mu Jiashu's side, no one looked at him directly. The smell of alcohol wafted in the air, and they walked farther and farther until their backs almost disappeared in the sea of ​​neon lights.

Mu Jiashu watched them off all the time, and then slowly looked away, not knowing what it was like.

Wen Shihe, who was behind him, caught up and glanced at the direction Mu Haochang left, with a strange expression on his face: "What are you looking at them for?"

Mu Jiashu had a thought, and answered him calmly without changing his face: "I think the person in the middle in the white shirt looks familiar."

Wen Shihe frowned: "Who do you think he looks like?"

Mu Jiashu deliberately hesitated, but did not speak.

Looking at his expression, Wen Shihe seemed to suddenly understand something, and laughed happily: "I see, do you think Mu Ershao looks a little like you? Hmph, so you haven't seen him before?" The other one in the family..."

Mu Jiashu said, "Another one?"

Wen Shihe said: "He is dead now."

He felt a little unlucky again, and waved his hand: "Come on, what are you talking about, where do you live? How about I take you home."

It seems that Wen Shihe did see that Shen Shu looked very similar to his past appearance, so would his unusual attitude towards Shen Shu have anything to do with this appearance?

Wen Shi and Mingming knew Mu Haochang, but they didn't go over to say hello. Instead, they waited for a while before rushing to their side. This seemed a bit deliberate. The relationship between the two...

Mu Jiashu felt that he was useless, and was about to get rid of him: "Don't dare to work for Wen Shao, I have friends who want to come over soon."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and wanted to leave, but he didn't want Wen Shihe to step forward and grab his arm: "Shen Shu, it's boring if you have a lot of appetite. You, a little hooligan who hasn't studied for a few years, are fake like me. What are you serious about? Let me just say it clearly. If you let me sleep satisfactorily, it’s nothing if you want anything. If you want to refuse, you have to think clearly. Last time I broke your leg, this time Still can."

Mu Jiashu asked, "Do you want to be with me?"

"Hahahahaha!"

Wen Shihe was stunned for a moment before he realized what he meant, and he almost laughed stupidly: "You can really think, how is that possible? We are still with you...... I asked you to play with me Playing, everyone can relieve boredom. But don't worry, even if I fall in love with others in the future, as long as you don't pester me, I will definitely not lose you for the benefits that should be given to you. "

After Wen Shihe finished speaking, he patted Mu Jiashu on the shoulder again: "Don't dream, boy, you said you are also in your twenties, why are you so naive? I have only one son in our family, I am sure To carry on the family line, I will find a woman to marry in the future. Can you have a son? Are you worthy of my family background? I think a lot."

Mu Jiashu quietly watched him pretending to be coercive for a while, feeling very disgusted in his heart, and said flatly: "Oh, that's right. That's my misunderstanding, I thought Wen Shao really liked me. "

Wen Shihe is not someone who knows how to read his face. It seems that some memories were aroused by his words. He shook his head and smiled slowly. There was an indescribable ambiguity in his smile, and he moved closer to Mu Jiashu: " There's nothing wrong with saying that... I've really fallen in love with you a long time ago, I've always wanted to taste what it's like to be a person with such a face. "

Mu Jiashu was taken aback for a moment.

Then came a sudden voice: "Young Master Wen, what are you talking about?"

The voice was so sharp that the two people who were startled frowned, Wen Shihe turned his head to look at Li Qing who had just walked over, with a bit of annoyance on his face: "What are you shouting for!"

Li Qing tremblingly said: "Young Master Wen, why are you here again?! You and him, you and Shen Shu... What do you mean here?"

Wen Shihe sneered and said: "If I remember correctly, you have already earned a house with me, and you have not lived in this shabby place for a long time. What did you come here for? You even asked about me." !"

Li Qing said: "Yes, but..."

But what a fucking mess!Isn't it obvious that Wen Shihe and Shen Shu should compete with each other for themselves?Why did they hook up again?

At the beginning, Shen Shu was three chaste and nine fierce, and would rather have his legs broken than follow Wen Shihe, and even implicate him enough, so what is it now?

What Li Qing cares most about is not that Wen Shihe is interested in Shen Shu, but that he just caught the real eagerness in Wen Shihe's eyes.How can this be!

Being able to mess with Wen Shihe for so many years is precisely because he has always been a very self-aware person, enough to be interesting, but Wen Shihe just looks for others, how could he... really fall in love with Shen Shu?

Shen Shu is dark and cowardly, so deceitful that he is almost stupid. In Li Qing's impression, he is like a mouse in the gutter. He usually tucks his shoulders back when he walks, and never dares to look directly at him. People, even if they haven't done anything wrong, can still show a bit of the unique temperament of a thief. Only when they need him to do something for themselves, this talent is especially useful.

Thinking of this, Li Qing couldn't help but look at Mu Jiashu again. Although he seemed to have changed a lot recently, he was still the same person, so how could it be different?How could he be content with this!

Mu Jiashu was not interested in watching the two of them play this bloody drama of love and hatred, so he didn't say any more, and turned around to leave, but Wen Shihe grabbed him again: "Don't be shameless..."

In the middle of speaking, Mu Jiashu suddenly grabbed his wrist with his backhand, and then yanked it hard. Wen Shihe was caught off guard, staggered by him, and fell forward.

Mu Jiashu took advantage of the situation and twisted his hands behind his back, bent his knees forward, and bumped hard. Wen Shihe was hit in the stomach, and his stomach hurt so badly that he almost vomited.

Mu Jiashu let go of his hand and smiled faintly: "Young Master Wen, I don't need you to give me face."