The wealthy little wife: BOSS adults entangled in the door

After a month of high-intensity work, the entire research team worked overtime and finally completed the last link.As soon as he left the laboratory, Mu Qiaozhi fell asleep on the bed without even taking off his shoes.

The Institute provided a rich buffet, but he felt that it was tasteless, so he went back home and looked around habitually, but the room was deserted, there was no hot tea, no coffee, and no one waiting.

He felt a little dazed, but he couldn't beat the strong exhaustion and fell asleep.

Almost slept for a full 48 hours, and only got up temporarily to eat something in the middle.By the time I fully woke up, it was already three days later.

His whole body was sticky and something was wrong. He went to take a shower and walked out. He saw that in the cloakroom, all the shirts were sorted into categories, and everything was neatly packed—but, obviously not used to it, the way of sorting No, the way to put socks, hats, ties, underwear, etc. is not convenient.

Someone came in, bent down, respectfully: "Mr. Mu, do you want to have lunch now?"

He looked at this strange housekeeper in confusion. It was a skilled Filipino maid who turned out to be a new professional nanny arranged for him by the institute.

He nodded, and the maid went out. After a while, three dishes and one soup were set on the table according to Asian habits.

He sat down, saw curry chicken, curry potato chips and another unnamed side dish, took a few bites, but found it tasteless.

The Filipino maid was a little nervous: "Mr. Mu, is it not to your taste? If you don't like it, please bring it up, and I will improve it."

He waved the Filipino maid back.

After a long while, I put down my chopsticks and remembered the grilled lamb chops with cumin and coriander, as well as the afternoon black tea and coffee cooked exclusively... In a trance, it has been as long as 1 years.

He couldn't bear it anymore, changed his clothes and went out.

At the door, the phone rang, and it was Tom's voice, which was extremely enthusiastic: "Qiao Zhijun, there is a party tonight, all friends in the industry, you must be very interested..."

"I'm sorry, I want to go out for a while."

"Qiao Zhijun, all my friends tonight are here for you."

"Another day, I have something important to go back to China."

Tom stopped beating around the bush: "Mr. Qiao, your current status is very special, I'm afraid it's inconvenient to go back..."

He was surprised: "What's the inconvenience?"

"I'm worried about your safety. If you really have to go back, I'll send you a private jet immediately."

"No, I've come and gone many times, and never had any accidents. Tom, you are worrying too much."

"Today is different from the past, Mr. Qiao, we found out that the accident you encountered in the domestic auditorium last time was deliberately done by someone. Even if you want to go back, you are not in a hurry, right? How about this, I will be there in the evening The bar is waiting for you, I have something to discuss with you in detail. I will send a plane to take you off tomorrow morning."

Mu Qiao was stunned and had no choice but to agree.

In the afternoon, time slows down.

He sat on the recliner, motionless.

For a long time, I dialed a familiar number, but again and again, the message "The number you dialed has been turned off" came from inside.

Why does Likun keep shutting down?

Did she even go to the American Institute?

His intuition told him that Likun never went to America at all.If you didn't go to America, what are you doing now?Elder Qu's illness has been cured, why did he have to stay in the country?