Quickly brewing love: boss, let go!

Chapter 57 Sweet-scented osmanthus, deep curtain 13
Isn't this putting money away and not making money?After Mu Jiuyao found out, he just tapped his shoulder, saying that not all sweet-scented osmanthus can be brewed all the time.

This also made him vaguely understand, but the only thing that is certain is that the current Mu's Winery is no less than any store in Shangjing.

And those members of the Mu family naturally also got the news. Hearing Mu Jiuyao's actions, Wei Yinzhu, who had recovered a little bit of spirit, once again took Mu Jiuyao's idea.

In her opinion, Mu Jiuyao is just a seven or eight-year-old girl. Even though she is very clever, she still cannot do without her relatives. What's more, the Mu family is still her home. Wei Yinzhu is still very concerned about this. Confident, able to trick Mu Jiuyao into creating value for the Mu family.

After being busy for several days, the stock of sweet-scented osmanthus wine in the wine cellar was running out, and Mu Jiuyao just asked Cheng Sang to bring Mu Wangqiu to continue making ordinary drinks, leaning against the big tree in front of the winery to faint drowsy.

Suddenly, Mu Jiuyao, who had half-closed his eyes, opened his eyes wide for a moment, then raised his brows lightly, with a hint of sarcasm on his face, and slowly straightened up.

"I don't know Mrs. Mu is here," Mu Jiuyao propped her cheeks. She was wearing a light blue dress similar to a school uniform with a few dark buttons on it. The loose sleeves ran along Mu Jiuyao's waist. The wrist slid down, revealing a section of pure white skin, the original bluish dots on it could no longer be seen clearly, but all of a sudden it was the good deeds that she indulged her daughter and the old women she brought in before Wei Yinzhu rang.

A bright color flashed across Mu Jiuyao's eyes, which seemed inexplicably dangerous. She curled her lips slightly, and the mole at the corner of her eyes showed a hint of coquettishness that didn't match her age. She sat down and took a sip from the small cup. The wine in the glass, with a hint of a smile, was infinitely indifferent, "What's the matter?"

Wei Yinzhu paused for a moment, and then led a group of servants forward. She was wearing a white improved cheongsam, with delicate makeup on her face, but her complexion was not good, probably because of the time ago .

An unknown emotion flashed across Mu Jiuyao's eyes, and she didn't get up, just watching Wei Yinzhu approaching.

"Long time no see for Jiuyao." Wei Yinzhu was the first to show a kind smile, but in Mu Jiuyao's eyes, this smile was so fake.

Mu Jiuyao, who had expected this for a long time, smiled in a low voice, with a gleam in her eyes, "I thought Mrs. Mu hated seeing me..."

Mu Jiuyao picked up her sleeves with her fingers, and her fingertips seemed to brush casually across the skin of her wrists, with an inexplicable sense of irony, Wei Yinzhu frowned as she didn't see any respect from her elders.

At this moment, Mu Wangqiu was coming out of the house, holding clusters of dewy flowers, and was running towards Mu Jiuyao excitedly. When he saw Wei Yinzhu, a trace of hesitation and embarrassment flashed across his eyes. frightened.

After all, they are only four or five-year-old children, and it is the time for the most direct feedback on someone's emotions in their hearts. Likes are likes, and dislikes are disgusting.

Seeing his sister, Mu Wangqiu quickly threw the flowers in his hand and ran straight to Mu Jiuyao, hugged Mu Jiuyao's body and looked at Wei Yinzhu whose expression changed slightly vigilantly.

(End of this chapter)