Mu Shao is too cold: Love the designer

Listening to the occasional sound of packing up from outside, Shi Yun stared at the drawing in her hand, unable to see it.

It's good now, I'm being relied on for doing good deeds every day!

What is this called!

And Mu Jingpei.
How come it's so familiar!

She scratched her hair expressionlessly, turned on the computer, and searched for the word 'Mu Jingpei'.

The messages that popped up in the next moment almost overwhelmed her, and she clicked on the most prominent one.

Mu Jingpei, the current president of Shengchao Group.

Time rhyme: "."

boom--

Mu Jingpei, who was dealing with documents outside, subconsciously looked up at the study. What is she doing?Are you tearing down the house?

After hesitating for a few seconds, he still put down the document in his hand and knocked on the door. He didn't hear the person inside speaking, so he opened the door directly in a hurry.

When he saw it, he was taken aback for a moment.

His eyes shifted to Shi Yun: "What's wrong?"

Shi Yun squeezed her hands expressionlessly: "It's okay."

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Mu Jingpei stared at the almost deformed table leg. Is this all right?

"I have to deal with things, you go out." Shi Yun said with a tight face.

"Be careful." Mu Jingpei withdrew, standing in front of the door thinking about another question - how did she manage that table leg?
Shi Yun stared at the computer in front of her, as if the computer was her enemy.

If it weren't for the computer not being able to move, he would have been trembling with fear.

Mu Jingpei, who is only 25 years old, supports Nuo Da's pilgrimage by himself, and controls the economic lifeline of half of Huaguo with one hand; he can make the entire imperial capital uneasy with just a little movement.

There are many legends about him that cannot be finished in three days and three nights.

It's just such a person, and now he lives in her house with a shameless face? !
Didn't the rumors say that Mu Jingpei was cold-blooded and ruthless, with uncertain weather? !
The rumors are unbelievable
Shi Yun glanced at the computer, then at the door of the study.

Silently lying on the table, buried his face in his arms, and held back a word for a long time: "Grass!"

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"A Yun, come out to eat." The voice was low and pleasant.

Shi Yun opened her eyes in a daze, sat up straight suddenly, and then realized that she had fallen asleep unknowingly.

It's already eight o'clock in the evening.

A little annoyed, she hasn't read these design drafts yet.

Maybe because he didn't hear the movement inside, Mu Jingpei knocked on the door again and shouted.

As soon as the voice fell, the door in front of him opened.

Shi Yun looked at him expressionlessly: "I'm not familiar with you."

It's okay to be cold-blooded and ruthless as promised, but now he's still so familiar!

Can he call Ah Yun?

Mu Jingpei curled his lips slightly, and approached Shi Yun: "We're all living together, how familiar do you want to be?"

He was very close, and the clear and light fragrance on his body failed to ease Shi Yun's emotions, but instead gave her a sense of oppression.

Shi Yun quietly clenched her hands.

Indifferently walked around Mu Jingpei and walked straight to the dining table.

Mu Jingpei stared at that figure with a soft light in his eyes, they have a bright future ahead.