[69 Book Bar - www.] Vice President Chen frowned unhappily: "Baiyang, Uncle Chen is talking to you again!"

Mu Mian's expression as if he was seeing a joke angered him: "Baiyang, why are you so rude and rude? Being with an unknown woman all day long has led you to bad behavior!"

Mu Mian raised her thin eyebrows slightly and said it didn't matter to her, how could she say Baiyang.

The butler came in with tea, placed it on the coffee table in front of Mu Mian, and bent down to serve her. He poured her a cup of tea. He no longer cared about Song Baiyang. Ever since Song Baiyang woke up, it was not given by Mu Mian.

If he doesn't eat, it's not because he doesn't listen to what Mumian says. Drinking water must also come from a cup.

So, he just needs to take good care of Mu Mian.

Mu Mian picked up the cup, sipped it gently, and then slowly fed Song Baiyang a sip.

Vice President Chen couldn't stand the way she looked at no one, so he slapped the table: "What are you doing kissing me in front of the elders? Are there any rules anymore?!"

Mu Mian looked at him with a half-smile: "Elder? I remember that Baiyang's father passed away four years ago. Most of the elders in the family immigrated to the United States. Who do you consider to be an elder? You can only be regarded as a senior at most. I still have to give you this face.

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Mu Mian's two or three sentences made Vice President Chen's face turn green and turn red, which was very exciting.

"You...you..." Vice President Chen shook his chubby fingers and his body shook.

Mu Mian sighed boredly: "Butler, close the door and let the dogs out."

The steward takes the order.

Song Baiyang jumped out almost at the same time as Hani.

Mu Mian covered her face with a headache.

Honey happily jumped on Vice President Chen's belly and stomped on it. He knew not to bite with his teeth, so he could only kick around with his four legs. Vice President Chen looked like a huge pile... but it was actually a body.

I was so weak that I was stepped on the sofa and screamed.

Master Song watched happily from the side.

The butler pursed his lips, determined not to admit that he was snickering. The young master felt much happier like this. He hadn't seen such a young master for a long time. In fact, if he was stupid, he would be stupid. It didn't matter. The young master was happier than anything else.

Mu Mian stepped forward to hold Song Baiyang and walked back, while Hani followed him, wagging his tail.

Vice President Chen became angry and kicked Hani on the butt.

Hani was kicked forward and staggered forward. He turned around and barked twice. Looking at Vice President Chen's ferocious look, he whined and became a little scared.

"Ha!" Song Baiyang rushed forward, raised his leg and stepped on Vice President Chen's stomach. He followed Hani's example and stomped on him. He wanted to avenge Hani.

Honey barked to help.

"Hahaha..." Su Ran came over at some unknown time and leaned to the side laughing. It's a pity that he left his cell phone in the living room. Otherwise, he would have filmed it and blackmailed Song Baiyang with huge sums of money in the future.

Bravo.

She wiped away the tears from her laughter, held on to the door frame and said to Mu Mian, "You need a very powerful look to shock those people."

Cotton stall stall.

"To be honest, your look... is really..." Su Ran stood behind Song Baiyang and couldn't help laughing again.

Song Baiyang couldn't help but shouted at her: "That's enough!" He looked annoyed, with an embarrassed blush on his handsome face.

He sat on the sofa, a little at a loss.

You can't drink alcohol or smoke. These will arouse Mu Mian's suspicion.

He touched his head and leaned back.

Su Ran suppressed her laughter and tried to look more serious: "How long do you plan to deceive Mu Mian like this?"

Song Baiyang shook his head: "I don't know, I just feel like I don't know how to face her. If this can keep her..." He didn't mind pretending all the time. Finally, Mu Mian accepted him again. Even if it was out of

He didn't mind pity or sympathy, he just wanted to keep her.

"Then you plan to let her face the jackals, tigers and leopards outside alone?"

"How could it be?" Song Baiyang said, "I will accompany her."

Su Ran couldn't help teasing him again: "Are you going to rush up and step on anyone you don't like? Hahaha..."

A smile flashed in Song Baiyang's eyes: "Why not?"

"Oh my god." She was dumbfounded, "It looks like the banquet will be very lively. I must go and join in the fun!"

In fact, as a friend, she felt very comforted to see Song Baiyang like this.

Baiyang matured at a young age and had a very tough personality. Only when it comes to shepherding cotton, he becomes a little softer. This kind of Song Baiyang is very amiable.

In fact, Song Baiyang's initial ignorance was not fake, but later on, in order to keep Mu Mian, he really didn't have a good opportunity. He kept pretending to be stupid and stupid, and Mu Mian was very happy, and that was enough.

When Mu Mian accompanied Song Baiyang to the banquet venue, celebrities gathered.

This banquet comes at a good time. The Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, and many dignitaries who have lived abroad for a long time have returned home early for vacation to celebrate the festival with their families. With an invitation from Mrs. Song, many dignitaries who live in seclusion have been invited.

It's not that Mrs. Song is too proud, it's just a coincidence.

Vice President Chen held Mrs. Song's wheelchair and looked at her rickety body with disdain. She was still quite pretty a few years ago, but why did she age so quickly? She seemed to have aged several years after not seeing each other for a few days. Her face was filled with disdain.

They are wrinkles carved by hatred.

Mrs. Song stretched out her hand to support the back of his hand, and her voice was a little affectionate and grateful: "Zhenguo, you have worked hard for so many years. If it weren't for you, the Song family would not have such a great reputation to invite these people.

"She excitedly pointed at the people downstairs. Several of them were people she had heard of a few years ago. They had not interacted with each other for a long time.

Vice President Chen raised his head arrogantly: "If you leave the Song family to me, I will do my best. Just..." He frowned.

Mrs. Song turned around and asked him in a rare soft voice: "What's wrong?"

"Baiyang's appearance is really outrageous. He spends all day with women of unknown origins, and even contradicts me..." He concealed the experience of being stepped on, feeling a little embarrassed.

Mrs. Song comforted him: "He will be here later. I will ask him to bring you tea to apologize."

Vice President Chen snorted and reluctantly accepted: "If I hadn't cared about Brother Song's early friendship, he would have called me dad."

Mrs. Song hurriedly covered his mouth: "Be careful, the walls have ears!" she called him anxiously.

Vice President Chen felt very unhappy when he felt a dry and hard palm like tree bark against his mouth. He nodded and stopped looking at her.

Sensing his impatience, Mrs. Song put down her hand and lowered her head.

He knew he couldn't mess with her yet, so he leaned down and kissed her face perfunctorily, finally making her smile.

Zhu Zhu knocked on the door, seemingly turning a blind eye to the interaction between the two.

She walked up to say hello affectionately: "Uncle Chen, Mom."

The good thing about Zhu Zhu is that she knows how to read people's eyes. If she wants to make you feel submissive, it's just a matter of one sentence.
Chapter completed!