How can the president be fierce

Chapter 1307 Little Pudding, My Husband Called You Home 24 Who took it away?
I heard the little woman behind me rubbing her little hands expectantly: "Mr. Shen, do you think we should eat meat first? Or cake? By the way, there is another one in my dormitory, can I take it with me? "

"..."

……

When Mu Bufan came back, it was already a week later.

It was past 9 o'clock in the night in Liangcheng, and Steward Song waited in the living room ahead of time. When he saw his car driving in, he immediately ordered the maid to check whether the toiletries upstairs were ready.

It is not easy to deal with international affairs with foreign ministers of confidentiality. The young man could hardly hide his fatigue, and his already pale face became even paler. He took off his coat and threw it to him, and went straight upstairs.

After taking a bath, he went downstairs, his complexion looked a little better, and he took a sip of the warm soup he handed over to him: "Where is Missy?"

Steward Song said gently: "I went to the president's wife's birthday banquet. I'm still angry with you for the past two days, young master, and refused to answer your calls. Don't mind, young master."

Mu Bufan only responded lightly.

Over the years, Mu Xinuan has been spoiled and spoiled, and she has a very bad temper. It's time to help her get rid of those bad habits.

After taking a few more sips, it seemed as if he suddenly remembered something: "Did Shen Yushen come over to coax him?"

"I came here once, but I didn't know how to coax her. The more I coaxed, the more angry I became. Oh, by the way, news came from the Shen family that Mr. Shen had taken a fancy to a maid here and asked if you wanted her. , you are not here these days, and it is not good for us to disturb you because of these trivial matters, so we put the matter on hold for now. gone."

Mu Bufan paused as he lowered his head to drink the soup.

Jun's face obviously didn't fluctuate in any way, but the air around him was obviously slightly frozen.

Steward Song was keenly aware of his emotional changes, and bent down: "Master? Should I go get him back?"

"Who was taken away?" A few calm words.

"Just the lowest maid with a foreign surname."

The qi and blood nourishing decoction that had been carefully brewed for nearly three hours just slid through an arc in mid-air, and fell into the trash can without bias.

He has always been good at hiding his emotions, and he seldom shows it when he is unhappy, not to mention throwing away the things in his hand like now.

"Could it be that I, a low-level maid in the Muzhai District, is more attractive to Shen Yushen than the daughter of the Mu family? Steward Song, I think you have been at ease for a long time, and you can't even tell the truth ?”

Word by word, almost harsh tone, this is the first time in Mu Zhai in three years.

Butler Song is a domestic servant of the opposite sex, and was personally selected by Mu Bufan. He snatched Mu Cheng's position as housekeeper here for no reason, and once made Mu Xi Nuan's turmoil, because Mu Cheng was her confidant, and Mu Bufan This move made her face very disheartened.

But even so, this decision has not changed.

Because compared to Mu Cheng, Steward Song will always be one step ahead of his every request.

But this time, where is the problem?

Is it just because Mr. Shen didn't like the eldest lady, but instead fell in love with a low-level maid from Mu Zhai?
This thought just flashed through his mind in a hurry, before he realized it in detail, he hastily changed his words: "I'm sorry Eldest Young Master, I'll go to Shen's house to bring him back immediately."

　Mu Bufan...the boring...“_“

　　
　
(End of this chapter)