Mu Shao is too cold: Love the designer

Shi Yun frowned slightly, "What's the matter?"

Shi Mu smiled lightly, his red lips parted slightly, and his feminine voice was numb: "Xiaoyun just came out from grandpa's? Why don't you stay and have a meal?"

It was already five o'clock in the afternoon, and it was almost dinner time.

When he heard that Shi Yun was coming, he came back directly from the banquet.

"no need."

The cold voice rejected him.

Shi Mu slightly raised his eyebrows: "Why?"

Shi Yun looked at him, with cold eyes in his indifferent eyes: "I don't think we need to have dinner together."

"Xiao Yun is also my younger sister, isn't she? Isn't it normal for brothers and sisters to eat together?"

Shi Yunjing looked at him, and looked away after a few seconds: "Sorry, my boyfriend is still waiting for me at home, so I'll take my leave first."

After the words fell, Shi Yun left directly.

Shi Mu stared at her back, and glanced at the bodyguard beside her.

Tut softly, this Mu Jingpei is really difficult to handle.
When Shi Yun went back, Mu Jingpei was not there.

Standing in the cold and empty room, she leaned against the wall and squeezed her fingers; she shook her head and bit her lips tightly.

No, it's not that Amu didn't leave.

He has said many times that he will not leave her.

Shi Yun comforted herself like this.

She knows it, she believes it.

Amu will not leave her.

However, she still couldn't help thinking wildly.
She knew that all of this came from her insecurity, but even she herself didn't know how to give herself a sense of security.
Shi Yun leaned against the wall and stood for a long time.

Suppressing those wild thoughts and preparing to go to the study, suddenly there was a soft sound, and she subconsciously turned her head to look.

Mu Jingpei.

The emotions in Shi Yun's eyes dissipated, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, with a soft smile.

Mu Jingpei raised his hand and rubbed her hair: "Did you tell Grandpa?"

Shi Yun nodded: "Well, I said it."

"Don't worry, leave everything to me." Mu Jingpei bowed his head and kissed her lightly.

"Ah."

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The next day, when dawn came, a turbulent incident caused a great uproar.

Fang Shuwen, Mrs. Shi, who was imprisoned before, was once again charged with a crime of abusing her stepdaughter.

Because Shi Yinan's status was too embarrassing, not many people knew about Shi Haotian having an extra son.

So Shi Haotian had an extra son, and the news that Shi Yinan, who didn't know who his mother was, was tortured to death by Fang Shuwen suddenly broke out, and the Internet exploded.

And, it was from the police.

This shows that things are absolutely true!
Crying with a smile: [Fuck!what do i see !Sure enough, there are many right and wrong among wealthy families. PS: People like this should die!Child abuse is so bad! ]
Keyboard Man: [Is the silly X upstairs?Even if it is the news released by the police, what is there to compare without evidence? PS: Have the ability to provide evidence!If there is no evidence, it is shrimp bullshit! ]
People on the Internet were arguing fiercely, but the police did quietly release evidence, including the recordings of the two lovers.

Two pieces of audio, nine photos, and a long article; all bloody evidence.

Rain or shine: [Keyboard man upstairs, how about looking at the latest evidence released by the police?I thought I heard a slap in the face. ]
Crying with a smile: [I heard the sound of slapping in the face +1. PS: Fang Shuwen is simply not human! ! !The beauty I was so pitiful!To be abused like this!Doesn't everyone in the Shi family know about it? ! ]
It's the sun: [Heard the slap in the face + ID number. PS: Same as the above point of view, and at that time, Shi Dameiren and the child named Shi Yinan were only a few years old, and the five-year abuse had such an impact on the child's psychology! ]
Mu Shen worked quickly, and hardly let Shi Yun bother.

When people on the Internet scolded Fang Shuwen to the point of bleeding, the person involved, Shi Yun, was still lying lazily on the bed.

The cold little face was flushed, even the brows and eyes were full of shame, and the eyes turned brightly from side to side, but they just didn't look at the man beside him.

Mu Jingpei smiled, his magnetic and melodious voice was slightly hoarse, implying lust with a unique charm.

He hugged the person in his arms tightly, put them close to her small and reddish ears, and rubbed them slightly; all the fiery breath erupted on her ears.

He was still breathing calmly, very much like just now.

Shi Yun's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her small ears turned redder.

The soft little hands rested on his chest, straightened his upper body, and put on a serious look on his cold little face: "Okay, it's time to get up."

"Huh?" Mu Jingpei grabbed her back.

Shi Yun was caught off guard for a moment and fell directly into his arms.

"What?"

In response to her, Mu Jingpei patted her on the head: "Lie down for a while."

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Shi Yun stared at him, lost in thought.

She had read novels before. Aren't the CEOs in the novels all very domineering, with regular work and rest routines, and go to the company every day to be the domineering president?
The same president, why is he different?

"What are you thinking about?"

When Shi Yun came to her senses, she saw that the man who had closed his eyes just now opened them at some point and was looking at her with raised eyebrows.

Shi Yun thought for a while, and finally choked out a question: "Why are you different from the president in the novel?"

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Mu Jingpei was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled, and patted her on the head: "You also know it's a novel."

After the two washed up and had dinner, they agreed not to read the news on the Internet.

Shi Yun took out the drawing board and seriously sketched on the paper.

After Mu Jingpei finished processing the documents, he looked up and saw this scene.

He stood up and walked behind Shi Yun, a little curious about what she was painting.

On the drawing paper, a portrait of a little boy is already half-finished.

With Mu Jingpei's amazing memory, he immediately recognized the little boy in that photo, Shi Yinan.

A deep look flashed in his eyes, leaning slightly with one hand on the side of the chair.

Shi Yun was painting very seriously, so when Mu Jingpei bent down to approach her, she was startled, subconsciously looked sideways, and clenched the paintbrush tightly in her hand, almost stabbing Mu Jingpei like a knife.

After seeing who it was, Shi Yun breathed a sigh of relief.

Take it easy in your hands.

She tilted her head slightly and looked at Mu Jingpei.

"what happened?"

"This is Anan?"

Shi Yun nodded, "Yes."

"Let me paint. You tell me, and I will paint."

".What?" Shi Yun didn't know what he was thinking, and was a little confused for a while.

"I said, you tell me, I'll draw." Mu Jingpei emphasized his tone.

Shi Yun looked at the drawing board, then at Shi Yinan at the side, and nodded.

Standing up, "Okay, then you can draw."

The two exchanged places, and it was Mu Jingpei who sat down and held a paintbrush.

Shi Yun pulled a chair over, sat down beside him, and talked to Mu Jingpei about Shi Yinan's appearance.

In fact, because of growing up unhappily as a child, there is not much difference between ten-year-old Shi Yi-nan and eight-year-old Shi Yi-nan, just draw according to that photo.

However, Mu Jingpei would not take that photo.

Listening to Shi Yun's voice to draw, followed by drawing with that cold photo, he decisively chose the first place.

So, when Mu Shen came over to report how the current situation had developed, he saw this knowing blow and the scene of throwing dog food.

These two have never stopped throwing dog food since they got together
Save the child!
Mu Shen roared inwardly, but there was no change on his face.

Still looks like a professional special assistant should be.

"What's the matter?" Mu Jingpei asked without raising his head.

"The police side has been identified and is now waiting for your order"

The evidence was found and sent to the police. Naturally, the speed was very fast, but the police did not dare to do anything more before Mu Jingpei's order.

Mu Jingpei didn't speak, and added the last touch, then raised his eyes to look at Shi Yun.

"Baby?"

A gloomy flash flashed in Shi Yun's eyes, and her cold little face became colder and colder.

The clear voice did not call out any emotion: "A life is worth a life."

Why, after she killed Anan, was she still alive?
Since the day Anan died, every day she lived since then has been stolen.

I have to pay it back.

Mu Jingpei glanced at Mu Shen, who nodded in response.

Turn away.

Mu Jingpei moved away the drawing board in front of him, reached out and hugged Shi Yun into his arms, and kissed her small face.

Shi Yun raised her eyes to look at him, feeling a little apprehensive suddenly.

Biting her lip, she struggled and said, "Do you think I'm bad and cruel?"

Mu Jingpei rubbed her hair, a little helpless: "Baby, if you want to say bad, I am much worse than you."

Although the rumors are unreliable, they are somewhat true.

For example, the rumors about him in the imperial capital.

To say that he is ruthless and merciless, he who has resurrected his whole life is afraid that no one can compare to him.

He just left the best side, the softest side, to her.

If what Fang Shuwen did was not for her to deal with by herself, she would probably be unable to survive or die by now.

Shi Yun tilted her head, leaned over and kissed him on the cheek.

I don't know why, but I suddenly want to kiss him.

Mu Jingpei's eyes were filled with a smile: "Baby, do you think I'm so easily satisfied?"

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Shi Yun thought about it, and when she was about to kiss again on the other side, the vibration of the phone suddenly broke the atmosphere.

Shi Yun raised her eyes and looked at the table. It was her mobile phone.

Mu Jingpei handed her the phone.

Mr. Time.

An extremely fast emotion flashed through Shi Yun's eyes, and she slid down to answer.

"grandfather?"

"Ayun? Come here, Grandpa has something to ask you."

Shi Yun didn't ask anything, and responded directly.

Mu Jingpei was so close to her, so he naturally heard it.

"I'll go with you."

At this time, apart from Fang Shuwen's incident, there is nothing else.

Although the old man didn't say anything yesterday, after all, it hasn't happened yet, and now it has happened; maybe he regretted it.