"Sir, something happened to the county project, and you may have to go there in person."
Lin Jie explained the situation with a slight trembling.
The He family's ancestral home is in the county, and this project is related to the He family's ancestral home.
The project that was originally going well suddenly ran into trouble after encountering the ancestral home.
There is news that "that person" is behind the scenes, just to force their father to show up in person.
He Tingchen's face darkened, his amber eyes were as deep as a cold pool, with anger in his eyes, and his tightly pursed lips were as thin as a knife.
Five years have passed and Mu Ningxi is still restless.
If you are not afraid of death, then let her do it.
He Tingchen put down the pen in his hand, stood up and left.
Arriving at the old house of the He family in the county, He Tingchen walked into the door with a gloomy look.
The old servants around him were both happy and scared to see him back. Master He's aura was more terrifying than the King of Hell, and they didn't dare to look directly at him.
After scanning around and seeing no one around, He Tingchen frowned and said with impatience in his cold voice: "Where are the people?"
"Ah?" Butler Fu Bo, who was standing nearby, was stunned for a moment when he heard the sound, a little at a loss.
Seeing this, Lin Jie reminded him in a low voice: "Uncle Fu, I'm asking about Mu Ningxi."
This name was like a taboo in the He family, and even Lin Jie didn't dare to mention it easily.
Uncle Fu reacted, "Miss Mu is not in the old house."
"Not here?" Even Lin Jie was a little surprised this time.
Uncle Fu nodded, "Miss Mu left the old house five years ago."
Mu Ningxi was sent here five years ago. All the servants in the old house knew that she was here as a punishment, and no one looked down upon her.
After living here for a month, she moved out on her own.
Because it was not taken seriously, no one in the He family cared about it, and over time no one cared about it.
"Walk!"
As soon as He Tingchen started to move, Lin Jie immediately followed behind him.
…
Lin Jie pointed to the two-story small courtyard in front. The courtyard was not big, but it was organized in an orderly manner.
The surroundings are full of flowers and plants, and there is a refreshing floral fragrance, which makes it feel quite leisurely and contented.
"Sir, it is said that this is Mu Ningxi's house."
He Tingchen headed towards the small courtyard with full of anger.
Before he could reach the entrance of the small courtyard, suddenly...
“呲呲……!”
Suddenly, a stream of water jets shot from the front, hitting He Tingchen's face, making him embarrassed.
Lin Jie, who was standing aside, was so scared that his legs were weak. He had never experienced such a predicament before. He looked at He Tingchen with a pale face and quickly took out a handkerchief and handed it over, "Master, please wipe it first. I'll do it right away."
Go arrest people!"
He Tingchen instantly became cold, with a thin hint of anger on his dark handsome face, and a bit of murderous aura surrounding him.
"No need to look for it, I'm here!"
The tender voice of purring milk suddenly came from the front, with a hint of domineering, and then a small black shadow emerged from the flowers and stood in front of the two of them.
Mu Nian'an held up a water gun with one hand and pointed at He Tingchen with the other. She stood in front of the two of them with a domineering look on her fair and tender face, and said loudly: "Who dares to trespass into the forbidden area?"
Lin Jie didn't expect that the little boy in front of him would be the one who attacked his master, and he didn't know how to teach him a lesson.
This child was only four or five years old, with a fair and tender face and eyes as black as grapes. He was very cute and gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
He Tingchen frowned, looked at the doll in front of him with an unhappy face, and asked in a calm voice: "You kid, are you so rude? Didn't your dad teach you not to point your gun at people?"
Mu Nian'an, who looked arrogant just now, became angry for no apparent reason after hearing He Tingchen's educational words.
He raised the water gun and glared at He Tingchen, imitating his tone and threatening: "Didn't your dad educate you not to break into other people's houses and destroy other people's flowers?"
He Tingchen saw that his eyes were always staring at his feet and subconsciously followed his gaze.
Underneath the shiny black leather shoes lay a cluster of crushed yellow flowers.
Before he could speak, he heard the plaintive and aggrieved voices of children coming from ahead.
"The little flowers I planted for two years were just gone."
He Tingchen, who was still angry at first, suddenly softened after hearing this. He did not expect that such a misunderstanding would occur.
He raised his head and was about to explain. Mu Nian'an seemed to have read through his thoughts. His face was full of arrogance and said: "I don't want you to apologize. You are not allowed to enter my house. You go!"
After saying that, he quickly ran into the yard and disappeared.
He Tingchen, who had always been aloof and aloof, had never been treated like this before. He was dazed for a moment and missed the pride that flashed in Mu Nian'an's eyes the moment he ran through the door.
"Ah..." Lin Jie suddenly shouted.
He Tingchen's cold eyes glanced over, causing Lin Jie to shake his head in panic and almost knelt down on the spot.
Lin Jie did not dare to disobey He Tingchen and pointed to the yard in front of him carefully, "Sir, Mu Ningxi lives in this house."
He Tingchen glanced at him coldly, as if looking at an idiot. Lin Jie could swear that if he said one wrong word again, his master would throw him into the African black mines and work as a coolie.
Lin Jie's heart skipped a beat and he quickly said, "Sir, didn't you think that kid just now looked like..."
"like you!!!"
He Tingchen was stunned for a moment, and then his calm black eyes gradually brightened.
In Mu Ningxi's house lived a little boy who looked exactly like him when he was a child. He was about four or five years old?
In an instant, He Tingchen's face darkened and he narrowed his eyes, with only bottomless darkness in his eyes.
He took a few steps forward, pushed the courtyard door open vigorously, and walked in.
Seeing He Tingchen disappearing quickly, Lin Jie's mind was still filled with the last expression of his boss just now. Just thinking about it made his heart throb with fear.
It's over, this time Mu Ningxi is really hopeless!