After rebirth, Master Fu’s little ancestor went wild

Zheng Jiajia looked up and saw Mu Xingye holding a wet wipe in his hand, preparing to help Lu Wansu wipe off the stained sauce.

Lu Wansu was stunned for a moment, looked up at Mu Xingye in shock, and subconsciously wanted to dodge.

"Don't move." Mu Xingye lowered his voice and reminded: "There are paparazzi taking pictures nearby. Sister Su, please cooperate."

Lu Wansu glanced to the side, and sure enough he saw a sneaky man diagonally opposite, holding a camera in his hand and pointing it at them.

Thinking of the company's arrangements, Lu Wansu hesitated for a moment, but finally did not escape.

Mu Xingye didn't do anything extra. He wiped off the sauce for her and withdrew his hand. Lu Wansu's heart dropped.

Because of the paparazzi taking secret photos, everyone became a little restrained, and the meal was boring. They waited until the paparazzi left before they breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's time to leave." Zheng Jiajia slumped down on the chair and complained: "Now the paparazzi are so pervasive that they all follow us here."

Lu Wansu also found it strange that she had not seen paparazzi or reporters for so long after being hospitalized. How come she and Mu Xingye met when they went out for a meal?

Although he had doubts in his heart, Lu Wansu did not say it out loud. After all, the purpose of Mu Xingye's visit this time was to stir up scandals with her. This matter was agreed to by both the company and Fu Hanzhou, so it would be meaningless even if she said it.

Mu Xingye looked at Lu Wansu with a smile: "I think it's just right. Anyway, the reason why I came to Tongcheng this time is to cooperate with the company's arrangements and stir up a scandal with Sister Su. A paparazzi secretly photographed and broke the news, which saves us having to find someone ourselves."

"Yeah." Lu Wansu nodded.

Indeed, sometimes paparazzi's revelations are easier to believe than those released by the official. With the help of paparazzi's help in releasing the news, there may be unexpected surprises.

Cheng Yi disagreed. He took out his mobile phone and sent a message while saying: "I asked the company to pay attention to the online trends. If the paparazzi writes anything, they can deal with it in time."

"Sorry, Brother Cheng." Lu Wansu said politely.

"Miss Lu, you're welcome."

Cheng Yi quickly finished sending the message and looked at the time on his phone. It was already 08:30. Thinking that Lu Wansu was still a patient, he offered to go back and rest early.

Lu Wansu asked Zheng Jiajia to take the card and go to check out first. She and Mu Xingye put on their hats and masks before following Cheng Yi outside.

Cheng Yi and Lu Wansu were walking and chatting, with Mu Xingye following behind. Just as he was passing by a box, he suddenly saw a familiar figure and was instantly stopped in his tracks.

Fu Hanzhou?

He did come.

The corner of Mu Xingye's mouth curled up, and he quickly stepped forward to follow Cheng Yi and the others.

"Brother Cheng, Sister Su, I just saw an acquaintance and want to say hello. You can go down first."

Lu Wansu had no doubts. After all, Tongcheng was a film and television tourism base, and many actors filmed here. It was normal for Mu Xingye to meet acquaintances from both circles.

But based on Cheng Yi's understanding of Mu Xingye, he knew that things were definitely not that simple.

"Xingye, Miss Lu is still injured. Don't waste time. Let's say hello next time we meet." Cheng Yi reminded.

Mu Xingye frowned slightly, but before he could speak, Lu Wansu's voice came from the side.

"It doesn't matter. How about Jiajia and I go first? It won't be easy anyway."

Hearing what Lu Wansu said, Cheng Yi was afraid of exposing anything and couldn't say anything else, so he had to say: "Hurry up, I'll send Miss Lu out first."

Mu Xingye nodded, and after watching them go downstairs, the smile on his face quickly cooled, and he turned and walked towards the box he just saw.

The box door was half open, and Mu Xingye pushed the door open and walked in. Before he could speak, a person suddenly jumped out from behind the door, grabbed his wrist very quickly, clasped his shoulder, and pulled him all over. People pressed against the door.

Mu Xingye's shoulder seemed to be torn apart and hurt from the impact. He gritted his teeth, endured the pain and looked sideways at the man sitting in the upper seat, and sneered: "Is this how Mr. Fu greets you? How can I say that I also helped your wife, and this is how you thank me?"

When Chen Feng heard what Mu Xingye said, he tightened his grip on his hands and threatened in a cold voice: "Don't be arrogant in front of Mr. Fu."

Mu Xingye gave Shen Feng a cold look and said sarcastically: "Mr. Fu has a good dog, but it's a waste."

"You!" Chen Feng's face suddenly darkened. He could tell that Mu Xingye was mocking him for repeatedly failing to do things well and putting his wife in danger.

Thinking of this, Shen Feng's face turned even darker, but he had nothing to say.

Fu Hanzhou put down the wine glass in his hand, glanced at Mu Xingye with his black eyes, and ordered in a cold voice: "Let him go, you guys go out first."

"Mr. Fu..." Shen Feng wanted to persuade, fearing that Mu Xingye would go crazy and be detrimental to Fu Hanzhou.

But Fu Hanzhou didn't want anyone to hear their conversation, so he said coldly: "Get out."

Shen Feng had no choice but to swallow his words and said silently: "Yes."

Then he took several other people in the house and walked out together.

Only Fu Hanzhou and Mu Xingye were left in the entire box.

Mu Xingye rubbed his shoulders and sneered as he walked towards the dining table: "Mr. Fu did this on purpose?"

He glanced at the dishes and wine on the table. Except for the half-drunk bottle of wine on the table, Fu Hanzhou had hardly touched it. A sneer suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth: "It seems that Mr. Fu has something on his mind."

Mu Xingye sat down opposite Fu Hanzhou, poured a glass of red wine himself, and took a sip. Before he could swallow it, Fu Hanzhou's cold voice came over.

"Mu Xingye, to be honest, what exactly do you want to do when you approach Lu Wansu?"

He swallowed the sip of wine and looked at Fu Hanzhou from the distance with a half-smile but not a smile: "What do you think, Mr. Fu?"

Fu Hanzhou was not interested in guessing riddles with him: "I remember I warned you not to approach her again."

Mu Xingye sneered: "Mr. Fu wants to use my mother to threaten me again?"

Although Mu Xingye still had a smile on his face, his eyes were extremely cold and he was exuding an aura of hostility.

If Fu Hanzhou hadn't called his mother last time, he would never have left country F so easily and missed such a good opportunity. Now Fu Hanzhou wants to repeat his old tricks, but it's not that easy!

Fu Hanzhou rubbed the wine glass with his slender fingers, and a hint of coldness appeared in his stern eyebrows: "Muya should have taught you what should be touched and what should not be touched. What will happen if you touch something you shouldn't touch!"

"Mr. Fu, are you warning me?" Mu Xingye stared at him with a half-smile, raised his head, drank the red wine in the glass, and asked provocatively: "What if I insist on touching it?"

Fu Hanzhou's eyes were stern, his face was covered with a layer of terrifying frost, and his tone was extremely cold: "I didn't touch you for Mu Ya's sake before, but if you dare to touch her, even if Mu Ya kneels down Even if you beg me, I can’t save you!”

Hearing the words from Fu Hanzhou's mouth, Mu Xingye's face suddenly darkened, a layer of anger appeared in his eyes, and he sneered: "Don't speak too early, Mr. Fu! Speaking of which, there is something I can't figure out, and I would like to ask Mr. Fu for advice."