Shock! The male protagonist has turned dark again, the host should pamper him

At seven o'clock in the evening, there was a knock on Xu's door on time.

Xu Chenxi, who was sitting on the sofa playing games, quickly got up, put on his slippers and ran to the door.

"Uncle, let me go and drive."

Xu Chenxi opened the door and saw Ling Muye's handsome face. In the past, he was always amazed and envious of Ling Muye's appearance, but now he just felt extremely bored.

"You're really here." Xu Chenxi looked down and saw that he was holding a fruit basket and expensive red wine in his hand.

He snorted coldly and took it with a haughty expression, "You still know how to be polite."

Ling Muye looked inside and said in a cold tone, "Where is your brother-in-law? Is he in there?"

"Tsk, isn't the purpose too obvious?" Xu Chenxi glared at him angrily.

Ling Muye lowered his eyes and looked at Xu Chenxi, "What is the purpose?"

"Stop pretending, you just have a crush on my brother-in-law. Why didn't I think your taste was so strange before that you actually like men who are many years older than you?"

Ling Muye's eyes turned sinister, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I told you, I don't like your uncle, and I don't like men either."

"Yes, yes, you don't like men." Xu Chenxi responded perfunctorily.

He didn't believe that Ling Muye really had no other thoughts about his brother-in-law, and it was so obvious that only a blind person couldn't see it.

"Forget it, let's talk about it first." Xu Chenxi put the things on the cabinet first, and then went to find disposable slippers to give to the other party.

No matter how much he rejected Ling Muye from coming, he couldn't really block him from the door.

Ling Muye finished putting on his slippers and walked in, then stood at the door of the kitchen, staring at Xu Muchhe's back fiercely.

I didn't expect that in modern times, I would be able to see the emperor cooking with my own eyes.

That's not right, it's just a fake wearing the emperor's face.

Xu Muchhe fried a dish of twice-cooked pork with green pepper, then picked up the plate and prepared to take it out.

As soon as he turned around, his eyes met with Ling Muye's.

Ling Muye was startled for a moment, then put away the gloom in his eyes and smiled lightly at Xu Muche, "Hello, Brother Xu."

"Brother Xu, you should be called uncle." Xu Chenxi came to Ling Muye's side and emphasized in a serious tone.

Ling Muye's intention was too obvious. He just wanted to shorten the age gap between the two so that Xu Muzhe could accept him sooner.

"Brother Xu, just Brother Xu, it's just a title." Xu Muchhe said softly.

"But isn't this too inappropriate? Uncle, you are indeed our elder." Xu Chenxi emphasized the second half of the sentence almost through gritted teeth.

Xu Muchhe smiled helplessly, "Xiao Xi, do you think I'm too old?"

Xu Chenxi was surprised and quickly explained, "Of course not. Uncle, you look like a college student, but you are younger."

He was afraid that Xu Muzhe would feel uncomfortable, so he had to make a compromise first, "Forget it, Brother Xu, just Brother Xu. Ling Muye, you can call me that, but you can't really be neither big nor small."

Especially not being his aunt.

"Okay, your friend is quite polite. Come over and help me carry the chopsticks out." Xu Muchhe said to Xu Chenxi.

"it is good."

Xu Chenxi always listened to Xu Muchhe's words and immediately walked into the kitchen without saying anything.

"Let me help you too." Ling Muye stepped forward, looked at the dish in his hand, and immediately took it, "I'll help you carry it out."

Xu Muchhe's face was filled with surprise, and he praised softly with his eyes, "Xiaoye is so good."

Ling Muye paused for a moment, and a trace of forbearance flashed across his dark eyes.

[The blackening value is -2%, the blackening value of the current target is 98%]

The corners of Xu Muchhe's lips were slightly curved, and the pressure suddenly dropped by 2%. It seemed that this kid was quite easy to coax.

After Xu Muchhe finished all the dishes, the three of them sat down at the dining table.

"Call your dad and ask him if he wants to come back for dinner." Xu Muchhe said to Xu Chenxi.

"Okay." Xu Chenxi picked up the mobile phone on the table and gave it to Xu Jiaren. After chatting briefly for a few words, he hung up the phone.

"Dad said he won't come back to eat. There are too many customers in the store."

Xu Muchhe picked up the chopsticks and said, "Ignore him then, let's eat first."

"This piece of chicken wing is for you to eat." Xu Muzhe picked up a piece of chicken wing and put it into Ling Muye's bowl, "Just treat it as your own home, don't be too restrained."

Xu Chenxi pursed her lips in dissatisfaction, picked up her bowl and handed it over, "Uncle, what about mine?"

Xu Muchhe laughed and gave him a piece as well, "You have some too, eat it quickly."

Only then did Xu Chenxi feel satisfied, holding the bowl happily and concentrating on cooking the rice.

Ling Muye looked down at the chicken wings in the bowl with extremely complicated eyes.

In his previous life, when had the emperor been so gentle to him?

She was always suspicious of him and refused to see him at every turn, leaving him to stand stupidly outside the palace.

It was different in modern times. He could actually eat with the emperor like this, and even asked the emperor to pick up food for him.

Ling Muye couldn't help but wonder if everything would be different if he and the emperor met in modern times.

"Why are you in a daze?" Seeing that he didn't move his chopsticks, Xu Chenxi pretended to take away his chicken wings, "If you don't want to eat it, I will."

Ling Muye's eyes narrowed, and he quickly picked up the chicken wings and stuffed them into his mouth.

Xu Muchhe laughed out loud when he saw it, "Don't eat in a hurry, there's still something on the plate."

Hearing Xu Muchhe's laughter, Ling Muye's face turned red, but he stuffed the chicken wings into his mouth, so he had no choice but to eat them.

"Same for you, don't worry about what's in your friend's bowl. Just eat what you want." Xu Muzhe said to Xu Chenxi.

"I was just joking with him."

Xu Muchhe's eyes curled up, then he lowered his head to eat his food.

After the three of them finished eating, Xu Muchhe wanted to put away the dishes and wash the dishes, but Ling Muye took the initiative to take over.

"Let me wash it for you."

"That's alright, you are a guest. You can go watch TV with Xiao Xi, and just leave this to me."

Ling Muye didn't give him a chance to refuse and went to the kitchen with the bowl.

Of course Xu Muchhe couldn't let him wash the dishes alone, so he followed him thinking he could help.

He stood next to Ling Muye, took the bowl that Ling Muye had washed, and wiped it clean with a dry towel.

"Brother Xu, what does your company do?" Ling Muye suddenly asked.

"Mainly doing clothing."

"The clothes..." Ling Muye's eyes flashed coldly, "It's pretty good."

"It's not easy either. I almost went bankrupt in the first two years, but I managed to survive."

"Have you ever considered cooperating with the Ling Group?"

Xu Muchhe turned his head and looked in surprise, "You want to cooperate with my company?"

"I haven't officially entered the core level of M Moser Group yet, but I will one day enter, and I want to cooperate with your company when the time comes."

From that day on, it will be Xu Muzhe's hell.