Mysterious president owes a lot

But because of An Jincheng's phone call, he lost his temper so much!Why should a man be so stingy?

"Boom!"

She heard a loud noise in the house, probably because Mu Zechuan was angry and vented his anger on things at home.

She sat weakly on the steps of the door, hugged her knees, and buried her head deeply in her arms.

so tired.

She couldn't figure out Mu Zechuan's temper.

Every time he sneezed, she would be frightened. She really felt that she couldn't hold on to such a violent storm.

If Mu Zechuan was angry and withdrew the loan guarantee to the He family, then the He family would go bankrupt immediately.

The marriage she worked so hard to maintain was fragile and vulnerable.

If her marriage with Mu Zechuan breaks down, the He family will really have nowhere to go.

She felt so stupid that she actually thought that Mu Zechuan would get better these few days and would turn back to the man who said he would protect him.

She forgot the responsibilities on her shoulders, forgot that the He family had been in dire straits, forgot her father who had been lying in the hospital, and forgot that the He family still had to rely on her to support them.

"He Jiayin, haven't you already decided not to be happy? Why do you want to be so stupid?"

No more.

But why does my heart hurt so much?

Because this thought is like a tumor, which has penetrated deep into the bone marrow. Even if it is cut off, it will leave a wound that cannot heal, bleeding continuously, which is terrible.

She couldn't help but shed tears, as if she wanted to cry out all the grievances she had suffered this year.

Butler Li heard the noise outside, and ran out quickly: "Master, what are you doing?"

Without saying a word, Mu Zechuan pushed down all the wine racks.

All kinds of expensive foreign wine were smashed all over the place.

Butler Li hurried forward to hold him back: "Young Master, don't get your feet pierced."

Mu Zechuan threw almost everything in the living room, and his anger still persisted.

He left the mess on the ground, turned and went upstairs.

Steward Li walked along the window and saw He Jiayin sitting at the door, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Oh, why is Young Mistress outside?" He said and was about to open the door.

Mu Zechuan stopped on the stairs: "No one is allowed to let her in! She is not allowed to give her anything!"

"But young master..." Butler Li saw the shoes in the hall and knew that He Jiayin was barefoot: "Young lady, she..."

"Tell everyone, whoever dares to let her in will pack up and get out!" Mu Zechuan said as he entered the bedroom and slammed the door.

Butler Li stood at the door for a while. In this season, the temperature is still very low at night. If you stay outside like this for a night, you will definitely get sick.

She remembered the advice of the old lady of the Mu Mansion, telling her to take good care of the young mistress.

However, the young master's temper is absolutely unambiguous. If she doesn't listen to him and let the young mistress in, she will definitely lose her job. Then her son's tuition...

She sighed and was about to turn around to leave when she heard a soft knock on the door behind her.

She hesitated for a moment, but opened the door a little.

"Young Mistress..."

"Don't worry, I won't go in." He Jiayin's eyes were red and swollen from crying, and her voice was a little hoarse: "Can you pass me the shoes and bag for me? Thank you."

Butler Li looked at He Jiayin in embarrassment: "Young Mistress..."

He Jiayin smiled wryly: "Isn't that okay too?"

"Master, he just has a temporary temper, you..." Although Butler Li said so, she also knew how terrifying the young master's temporary temper was. Many times, she felt that it was a miracle that the young mistress survived this year.