Master Fu’s full-level cutie fights fiercely

Mu Xing and Jiang Yan went downstairs to pay the bill. They left the private restaurant and walked towards the entrance.

Jiang Yan finally had the chance to ask the question he had been holding back all night, "Xiao Yan'er, what's going on between you and that Fu Lingxiao?"

Mu Xing's red lips parted slightly, and she said softly: "Isn't it obvious that he is crazy?"

First, Xiao Yan'er stared at Fu Lingxiao's portrait in a daze, and then Fu Lingxiao called Xiao Yan'er baby.

Jiang Yan was really worried about what Xiao Yan'er would have to do with Fu Lingxiao, but when he saw her looking straight ahead, looking unconcerned, he felt relieved again.

It doesn't matter if Fu Lingxiao is crazy or not, as long as Xiao Yan'er is not interested in him.

Jiang Yan cursed and said, "It's still early now. How about Senior Brother taking you around to see if there's anything you want to eat or play?"

"Let's talk about it after we've been busy for the past few days."

Jiang Yan has to work hard these days and has no time to hang out with her.

Furthermore, she is not very interested in shopping or anything like that.

Jiang Yan looked at Mu Xing's delicate side face and said with a smile: "Xiao Yan'er, have you forgotten that today is your birthday? As a senior brother, I can't express myself properly."

Mu Xing was slightly startled, she had indeed forgotten.

When re-editing her identity information, she casually filled in the date she got off the cruise ship as her birthday, but she didn't expect Jiang Yan to remember it.

"No, I never celebrate birthdays."

Why waste time on a fake birthday.

Jiang Yan has always been submissive to this junior sister. When he heard what she said, he naturally stopped insisting.

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at the entrance.

A motorcade stopped neatly on the side of the road. Yuntuo stood in front of the car as straight as a javelin, looking at the alley with a heavy gaze.

Two figures walked slowly from a distance and entered his sight.

The girl has red lips and white skin, a delicate face, and her indifferent eyebrows hint at amorous feelings.

A long black dress made her slim and slim, and the hem of the skirt curved seductively as she walked.

Yuntuo's heart trembled suddenly, and his eyes widened in shock.

What the hell!

He actually saw the cute little Mu Xing!

Still a mature version!

Mu Xing felt keenly that someone was looking at her, so she raised her eyes and glanced over.

At the same time, the mobile phone in Yuntuo's pocket vibrated, waking him up from his trembling state, and he immediately touched it.

The sight that was fixed on him disappeared, Mu Xing's gaze passed over Yun Tuo, and then he looked away.

Over there, Yuntuo took out his cell phone and connected it, breathing steadily: "Master Fu."

The man's voice came, hoarse and weak: "Send Mu Xing back personally, don't let her find out. In addition, send someone to check immediately. I want all her information in the past three years."

Yuntuo's heart trembled again as he looked at the girl leaning over the car not far away.

She is really a cutie from Muxing! ?

She is still alive! ?

Then Mr. Fu...

Can Mr. Fu stop torturing himself? ?

Yuntuo's heart trembled, and he said 'yes' excitedly, hung up the phone, and waited until Mu Xing's car drove away, then he drove alone and followed quietly...

In a private room of a private restaurant.

Fu Lingxiao's long, cold fingers firmly grasped the cell phone that had just cut off the call. He closed his red eyes and gasped weakly, his voice trembling, "Shen Yi, she's back."

Chen Yi looked at Fu Lingxiao's moist eyes, thinking of the three years he had been like a walking zombie, and his throat couldn't help but feel sore, "Yes, he's back."

are back.

……

after an hour.

The phone in my hand finally vibrated.

The unconscious man struggled to wake up from the edge of coma, answered the phone, and after getting Mu Xing's address, he immediately stood up and walked out.

The tall body was swaying, and every step he took seemed to be using all his strength.

Shen Yi knew that he was going to find Mu Xing, but he was really worried about his appearance, so he quickly followed him, "I'll take you there."

"No need."

Fu Lingxiao refused and walked out of the private room with empty steps, "Don't tell anyone about Mu Xing's return, and don't disturb her."

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As soon as Mu Xing returned to the studio, he received a call from Mr. Yang, "Xiaoyan, are you used to being in the imperial capital?"

"I'm used to it. Senior brother, it's very good here."

Mu Xing walked into the room while talking on the phone.

Mr. Yang on the other end of the phone said lovingly: "Then I can rest assured. Today is your birthday, and the gift master has prepared it. You can come back to receive the gift after you finish your work there."

"Thank you Master."

"..."

Mr. Yang still had something to do, so the two chatted for a few words and hung up the phone.

Mu Xing put down his phone and walked into the bathroom.

Half an hour later, the bathroom door opened, and Mu Xing walked out wearing a black silk suspender pajamas, wrapped in hazy moisture.

Her long black hair was draped behind her shoulders in slightly curly shapes, and her delicate face showed a light pink color after bathing.

When walking, the toes were subconsciously exerted, and the green veins at the ankles spread down, making the delicate feet even more delicate.

She walked to the sofa by the window and sat down, picked up her phone, and slid her slender fingers across the phone screen to read some resource information sent by her colleagues.

There was a sudden knock on the door, and Jiang Yan's voice came: "Xiao Yan'er."

Mu Xing put down his cell phone, took the nightgown beside him and lazily stood up and put it on. Just as he tied his belt, he suddenly looked out the window and saw a car speeding towards him and stopping under the shadow of a black tree not far from the gate.

The car lights went out, and the black body blended into the darkness.

Nothing happened after that.

In order to maintain a quiet working environment, Jiang Yan bought a villa in the suburbs as a studio. Who would come to such a remote place? What are you doing hiding there?

Mu Xing narrowed his eyes dangerously, suddenly thought of something, and raised the corners of his lips slightly, forming an arc that looked like a smile but not a smile.

Outside the door, Jiang Yan's voice came again, "Xiao Yan'er?"

Mu Xing looked away, went over and opened the door, "What's wrong?"

Under the bright light, the girl has fair complexion and deep black eyes, and her little face without makeup reveals a thrilling cold beauty.

Jiang Yan's eyes flashed with an unstoppable gleam of surprise. He stood at the door and looked at her, his handsome face full of smiles, "It's okay to have a birthday, but you must have a gift."

As he spoke, he handed her a long wooden box.

Mu Xing took it and opened it. Inside was a hosta.

It is a gem-grade white jade with a budding magnolia flower at the top. It is exquisite in craftsmanship and lifelike. It cannot be carved by a machine.

Mu Xing raised his eyes to look at Jiang Yan, his beautiful eyes were bright and charming without knowing it, "Did you do this?"

Jiang Yan's breathing was slightly stagnant, and he nodded: "I see that when you wear a cheongsam, you like to use hairpins to hold your hair up."

Afraid that Mu Xing wouldn't accept it, he added, "Don't be polite to Senior Brother. If it's Senior Brother's birthday, your gift won't be able to escape."

"Thank you."

Mu Xing closed the lid and put it aside, "I'm going downstairs."

"What are you doing downstairs?"

As Jiang Yan asked, he subconsciously took a step aside.

Mu Xing walked towards the stairs with slow steps, "There is a stray cat running outside, let me play with it."