The president always wants to steal my sweet potato

The light in the box spread softly around, but it couldn't dispel the pervasive atmosphere of tension.

Mu Yaqi raised her eyes and looked at the wall clock "very casually".

The clock had quietly passed a long way. With an understanding smile on her face, she said, "It's getting late, Mr. Meng must be hungry. This Borui Restaurant doesn't understand Mr. Meng's appetite yet, so I won't leave any food for him."

As she spoke, she picked up the teacup and took a sip, her eyes revealing an elusive meaning.

"If there's a chance in the future, I will definitely invite Mr. Meng here so we can have a good chat." Mu Yaqi put down the teacup and looked indifferently at Meng Zhe who was sitting opposite her.

"Xiao Shuo, see Master Meng off."

Zhu Qingshuo had been holding back his anger for a long time but he had been trying to control himself and not let it show.

Now after hearing what Mu Yaqi said, it’s time to send the guest away.

He finally had the chance to glare at Meng Zhe before he stood up and opened the door.

Meng Zhe seemed not to notice Zhu Qingshuo. He just looked at Mu Yaqi deeply, and his eyes seemed to contain thousands of words.

Then he turned and left with an unfathomable smile.

When Meng Zhe walked out the door, Zhu Qingshuo stretched his neck and leaned forward, his eyes fixed on the corridor.

After confirming that the person had really gone far away, he turned around and nodded to Mu Yaqi.

Mu Yaqi noticed Zhu Qingshuo's actions out of the corner of her eye, but did not respond immediately.

She slowly picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea.

Then he casually placed the teacup in his hand on the table.

The "bang" sound seemed particularly abrupt in this quiet box.

Zhu Qingshuo's heart trembled when he heard this.

She glanced at Mu Yaqi's face and saw that she looked calm, making it hard to guess what she was thinking.

Zhu Qingshuo felt a little scared, but Mu Yaqi didn't get angry directly, and she felt that there might be room for easing the situation.

At this time, Mu Yaqi looked calm, with no emotion in her tone, and just said lightly: "Come here."

Zhu Qingshuo quickly responded: "Hey!"

Just as he was about to lift his foot, he heard Mu Yaqi add, "Close the door."

Zhu Qingshuo was stunned for a moment and thought to himself, oh no, it’s all over, I’m definitely going to be criticized this time!

She quickly turned around, closed the door with both hands, then, with a smile on her face, she trotted back to Mu Yaqi and stood there obediently.

She looked so well-behaved and sensible, as if the indignant person who sent Meng Zhe away just now was not her.

No matter whether he is Mr. Meng or Mrs. Meng, even if the Jade Emperor comes, he must be thrown out of the window now.

When Su Ye saw this situation, he stood up hurriedly and ran to Zhu Qingshuo.

The two of them stood obediently on Mu Yaqi's right side.

The box was so quiet at this moment that it was depressing. Su Ye didn't even dare to breathe. He would secretly glance at Mu Yaqi from time to time, and he was truly scared in his heart.

What's more, Mu Yaqi had also told me to keep an eye on Zhu Qingshuo.

But now he appeared in this place with Zhu Qingshuo.

It’s over!

In fact, Zhu Qingshuo was not really afraid of Mu Yaqi, but the atmosphere was like this, so she had to pretend.

If I make Mu Yaqi even angrier, it will be troublesome.

Mu Yaqi turned her head slightly, glanced at them, and asked, "Is there anything you want to say?"

Zhu Qingshuo's eyes rolled around, his mind was boiling, and he was thinking frantically:

Should he first ask who this "Mr. Meng" is, or explain his own life experience, or confess that he secretly returned to China and ask Mu Yaqi for forgiveness?