Marrying a billionaire husband by mistake

Chapter 139 Mu Qingcheng, are you an idiot?

Seeing the majestic young master Mu Qingcheng even muttering while eating, Nan Gonglie felt that his three views were confused.

If this picture gets out, it will break the hearts of many girls who once regarded you as a male god.

Nangong Lie shook his head, opened a Maza and sat down.

With the same long legs, Nangong Lie was also quite awkward sitting on the horse.

Taking out a notebook from his body, Nangong Lie began to report on the situation in the mall during this period.

Now Mu Qingcheng and Nangonglie are not only friends, but also close collaborators.

Nangong Lie is very optimistic about Mu Qingcheng's business empire plan. After obtaining the approval of Mr. Nangong Qingchuan, the initial relationship of assistance has now become a cooperative relationship.

But after talking for 5 minutes, Nangong Lie's face became ugly.

"Hey! Mu Qingcheng, are you listening to me? How did I realize that your attention is all on the bowl? Is it so delicious? Isn't it just pickles and porridge? Those who don't know think you are eating a full banquet Woolen cloth."

It's no wonder that Nangong Lie had an opinion. When he was reporting the company's performance, Mu Qingcheng still ate as usual.

While eating, he shook his head and swayed, eating with such relish, he completely ignored his own words.

There was only an aluminum pot filled with millet porridge and a small plate of pickles on the small table. Is this what made Mu Qingcheng eat so happily?
From the moment he came in, he had already watched Mu Qingcheng drink three bowls of porridge and was still unsatisfied.

Didn't you realize that Mu Qingcheng is a fool before?

"Of course it's delicious. This is the millet porridge made by my wife herself. Drinking a bowl of it in the morning is the most nourishing. The pickles are also a side dish of cucumber carefully pickled by my wife. A bite is refreshing and appetizing, and with a few drops of sesame oil, it's simply delicious. It’s delicious. What’s a man-han banquet? This is my wife’s love breakfast! Forget it, what do you know as a single dog? You’re a boring guy.”

For these words, Mu Qingcheng successively used several expressions such as showing off, complacent, and contempt, expressing as much as he wanted, as much as he wanted, as much as he hated.

"Mu Qingcheng, did you realize that since you met Yun Xiaonian, you have become so cheap." Nangong Lie said sincerely.

"What's wrong with being cheap? I'm happy!" Mu Qingcheng said proudly instead of ashamedly, making Nangonglie feel chilly for a while.

But now that the distance is getting closer, Nangong Lie actually smelled the faint fragrance of millet porridge and the fresh taste of cucumber side dishes.

Although he had already eaten in the morning, Nangong Lie felt a little hungry.

"It's really so delicious? Mu Qingcheng went to get a bowl for this young master, and let me taste your wife's cooking." Nangong Lie said carelessly.

He saw that there was not much porridge in the bowl, and there were only a few side dishes left, which were not enough for him to eat, so he was a little unhappy.This family is real and doesn't do much.

But Nangong Lie didn't expect that just after he said he wanted to try it, Mu Qingcheng became excited like a cat whose tail was trampled on.

He picked up the porridge bowl on the table and poured all the pickles into it, instead of using a bowl, he drank it directly from the bowl.

That posture seemed to be afraid that Nangong Lie would come up to grab him.

Nangong Lie was speechless for a while: "Mu Qingcheng, can you be a little promising? Why do you feel like a dog protecting food? As for?"

That's right, something went wrong with a business Nangong Lie did that year, and a batch of goods that were originally ordered were delayed on the way of transportation.

(End of this chapter)