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Chapter 42 I, the Gold Master, Grow Flowers (9)

He didn't know what to do.

So just try to control yourself and not lose your mind.

But, can this be controlled if you want to control it?

Mu Hua tidied up his messy emotions and prepared to go to the hospital to visit Grandma Mu as usual. Before leaving, he finally remembered his grass-covered cell phone.

He found it on the sofa in the living room, looked at several missed calls, and suddenly realized in a guilty conscience, no wonder he felt that he seemed to have forgotten something.

So you forgot your agent? !

The artist forgot about his agent, and Mu Hua himself was a little convinced.

Mu Hua dialed back, and when Ji Fang saw his call, he felt unreal for a moment.

"Brother Ji." Mu Hua said with some guilt.

"Mu Hua, so you still remember me as an agent!" Ji Fang was furious, and sarcastically said, "I almost forgot that I still have an artist like you!"

Mu Hua's hand holding the phone tightened, and said in a low voice, "Sorry..."

"What happened at the banquet?" Ji Fang asked irritably, he wanted to know this now, but he couldn't find it himself.

He went to Grandma Mu's hospital to inquire about it, and the surgery fee had already been raised, and a series of excellent treatment was also offered.

Ordinary people can't do this, there must be noble people to help him.

Ji Fang is sure that Mu Hua didn't catch up with the target, but with someone else.

Even this person is more powerful than that producer, otherwise the entire banquet would not have tacitly kept their mouths shut.

When the producer scolded Ji Fang, he also said, "Don't get me involved with him, I regret my life!"

If the other party talked about that person, it was like meeting a scourge, and Ji Fang couldn't help but feel alive.

If it wasn't for this mysterious boss, Ji Fang would have left Mu Hua aside a long time ago, and he is not only Mu Hua's artist, but Mu Hua only has his manager.

If Ji Fang gets upset, it will make Mu Hua unable to turn over for the rest of his life.

When he didn't make a call the first time, he wanted to hide him in the snow and let Mu Hua know how powerful he was, but later he faintly noticed that he had climbed up to Gao Zhi'er, so he thought it was worth using him, so he let him go first.

However, Ji Fang was even more annoyed.

As soon as he climbed up to Gao Zhi'er, he was defiant, and he didn't even think about who paved the road for him!
Ji Fang temporarily suppressed the anger in his heart, waiting for Mu Hua to explain the incident to him, but there was no sound on the other end of the phone.

"say something!"

The manager's tone was full of anger, and Mu Hua's fingers holding the phone turned pale, but he remained silent with downcast eyes.

He somehow didn't want to talk about his relationship with her.

He knew that Ji Fang's purpose was to gain benefits from her through him.

In this way, Mu Hua can also benefit.

But he doesn't want to.

Obviously he and her came together because of interests.

But he just felt that letting him talk about interests with her made his heart ache.

He deluded himself and hoped that his relationship with her would be as clean as possible.

So last night he said, "I don't want to owe her anything."

Sometimes I wonder inexplicably, if all the accounts about interests are settled, will the relationship between him and her be clean?
At that time, if she hadn't tired of him...

Mu Hua laughed at himself, laughing at his wishful thinking.

From the beginning, he posted it as if asking for money.

What are you pretending to be pure now?
"Sorry, I don't want to say it." After a long time, when Ji Fang's patience was running out, Mu Hua whispered, with inexplicable stubbornness.

Ji Fang was furious, "What do you mean? Do you want to cross the river and demolish the bridge? Let me tell you, it's a good idea!"

"No, that's not what I meant..." Mu Hua wanted to explain, but he didn't know how to explain.

Ji Fang's sentence "Crossing the river and tearing down the bridge" is actually correct.

It was Ji Fang who opened the way for him. Now that Mu Hua is on the backstage, he doesn't want Ji Fang to take advantage of it.

Anyone would jump in anger.

"Mu Hua, I can praise you or destroy you, you'd better think it over before talking to me!"

There was a sneer in Ji Fang's voice. If a chess piece is disobedient, it is an abandoned piece. His way of dealing with abandoned pieces has always been to squeeze out all the benefits and then destroy them.

All his investments in artists will be doubled and returned.

"I'm sorry, I..." Mu Hua said hastily.

"Beep beep..."

After hanging up the phone, Mu Hua looked at the phone and was silent for a while, then took a taxi to the hospital to visit Grandma Mu.

He bought some fruits, adjusted his mood and pushed open the door of the ward. With a smile on his face, he restrained himself a little when he saw that Mu Fei was also in the ward.

"Grandma," he greeted Grandma Mu with a smile, and then called out to Mu Fei in a low voice, "Sister."

"Ah Hua is here." Grandma Mu looked at him kindly, but there seemed to be hidden worry in her eyes.

Mu Hua's heart sank, and he cast a gloomy glance at Mu Fei, who avoided his gaze with some guilt.

"Grandma, are you feeling well?" Mu Hua sat on the edge of the bed, talking to Grandma Mu with a smile, seemingly unaware of the strangeness in their eyes.

"Grandma is good everywhere, it's you, who suffered because of my old bones..."

Grandma Mu muttered "thinner", and stroked his cheek with her withered and yellow hands, her old eyes were full of distress.

Mu Hua had a sore nose, but smiled brightly, and rubbed his face against Grandma Mu's hand, absorbing the warmth of his palm like a child.

"Where is it? I'm fine. Grandma rests at ease. Get well soon. I'm still waiting to eat your braised pork ribs?"

"Grandma's illness is fine, now I can go home and make braised pork ribs for you, let's leave the hospital."

Grandma Mu knew that the hospitalization fee was expensive, so she patted his back, her voice was always kind, and she didn't even point out directly, but Mu Hua felt a little bored in her heart.

Grandma noticed it.

Maybe Mu Fei said it, maybe he discovered it by himself.

The operation fee, Dr. Lin, and VIP wards were all obvious, and he couldn't hide them.

He didn't want Grandma Mu to know, but he also wanted Grandma Mu to enjoy these treatments.

Everything Si Zhuo offered was aimed at his heart, and he couldn't refuse.

Grandma Mu didn't accuse him like Mu Fei did, she just cooperated with him in deceiving himself and others, but there was distress and self-blame in her eyes.

She didn't blame Mu Hua for going astray, she only blamed herself for being an old bone and hurting the child.

"No, I have to wait until I recover from my illness before I leave the hospital."

Mu Hua bowed his head and refused in a low voice. The stubbornness in his tone made his heart feel sore and distressed. He then softly comforted him: "I'm fine, grandma, don't worry..."

"Where is the problem?" Mu Fei retorted him, with a look of disapproval, "Mu Hua, you can't be so spineless and be packaged by others..."

"Shut up!" Mu Hua couldn't help yelling at her, waves of disgust welled up in his heart.

He really hated Mu Fei's self-righteous arrogance, and he was incapable of solving the problem, so why blame him?

Mu Fei wanted to say something, but was stopped by Grandma Mu.

Mu Hua didn't dare to look into Grandma Mu's eyes anymore, and lowered her head, like a child who has done something wrong, trying to quibble, "Grandma, it's not what she said, I..."

Just at this moment, his cell phone rang. Seeing that it was Si Zhuo's call, Mu Hua subconsciously wanted to take the cell phone and leave.

But Mu Fei quickly snatched his mobile phone.

When she saw the big characters of "Golden Lord Overlord", her face froze for a moment.

She quickly swiped to answer and turned on the speakerphone, so Si Zhuo's voice was exposed in the air.

"Xiao Hua, I have a meeting at noon today, so I won't be coming back. May I ask the driver to bring the cake back to you? Do you want a different flavor today?"

Her voice was a little cold, but her tone was very gentle, and she could vaguely hear the sound of flipping through the documents on the other side.

After a while, I didn't hear his reply, and seemed a little puzzled.

"Xiaohua, what's the matter?"

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