Every day I am woken up by the handsome lady's vest

Chapter 350 Don't you want to drink?

"I was invited here to talk about cooperation, not to recognize relatives. Mr. Gu, if you are here for other things, please forgive me."

Mu Zhanchen's eyebrows sank slightly, and his whole body exuded a cold aura that no one should enter.

Say, get up.

Gu Yan quickly winked at his son, but he stood up and apologized, "Mr. Mu, I don't mean anything else. It's just that Mr. Hu has been struggling to find his relatives for 40 years. It's really not easy. It's my fault for not saying hello in advance. You see For the sake of cooperation, let me save face..."

"Dad, what the hell is going on? Why didn't you tell me anything?"

Gu Jiunian did not expect his father to make such a move.

While standing up to stop Mu Zhanchen, he looked at his father.

"Mr. Hu has a special status, so it's really inconvenient to disclose it in advance. I'll explain it to you later."

Gu Yan didn't expect Mu Zhanchen's reaction to be so strong, so he said with a wry smile.

Gu Jiunian chose to trust his father, and turned his head to look at Mu Zhanchen earnestly, "Brother Mu, sit down and talk slowly if you have something to say. Regardless of whether your mother has anything to do with Mr. Hu, you still have to eat, don't you? For my sake..."

"What's your face?"

Mu Zhanchen lowered his eyebrows, and there was a hint of coolness in Leng Jun's indifferent eyes.

At this moment, he was like an enraged lion.

It didn't matter to him what his mother's identity was.

It was hard for him to let go of his grudge against his mother, and he didn't want to and didn't want to delve into the affairs of his parents.

Father's revenge has not yet been reported, so what else is there to talk about?
The most important thing is Gu Yan's concealment and deceit, and Mr. Hu's straightforwardness.

It made him feel offended.

"Mr. Mu, I didn't..."

Seeing that Mu Zhanchen got angry, Mr. Hu frowned slightly with his thick black eyebrows, and got up to say something.

But suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and subconsciously looked at the concern beside him.

Concerned about the look of the eyes is cold.

She was obviously an ordinary girl with an indifferent expression.

That look gave him a sense of danger.

"If Mr. Gu sincerely talks about cooperation, I welcome it at any time. But let's forget about it today, Mr. Gu should not be very convenient."

Mu Zhanchen tightened his caring hand, and pulled her towards the door.

Gu Jiunian wanted to stop him again, but was frozen in place by his indifferent eyes.

Seeing the backs of the two leaving, Gu Jiunian pursed his lips hard.

He and Mu Zhanchen are comparable in skill, but he will never learn Mu Zhanchen's aura and control over the situation.

It is obvious that he has more combat experience, and it is obvious that he is similar to Mu Zhanchen in skill.

But when they played against Bo, Mu Zhanchen always won eight out of ten times.

Fighting against Mu Zhanchen really requires a lot of willpower and mental strength.

Every time a battle ends, he almost loses strength.

Tired, but also hearty.

……

After leaving the hotel, Mu Zhanchen asked Zuo Zhi to get off the car.

"You take a taxi back, I'll drive."

"Yes, sir."

The left executive asked Caring with his eyes, what happened.

Caring gave him a look, without any intention of dispelling his doubts.

Zuo Zhi had no choice but to hand over the car keys and take a taxi by himself.

Get in the car and sit down, Mu Zhanchen is not in a hurry to start the car.

Caring fastened the seat belt, leaned back in the chair and yawned, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

"Do you also think that my mother may be that Mr. Hu's sister?"

Mu Zhanchen's voice was low, and he couldn't hear any emotion.

Caring opened his eyes and called out, "Brother."

Mu Zhanchen sat tall and straight, and started the car.

I didn't bother to look at the concern, and hummed lightly, which was regarded as a response.

"Your wish is the most important thing. No matter whether Mr. Hu has anything to do with you, what to do, or whether to ask for a certificate, it is my brother's own business. If my brother thinks they are annoying, I can handle it."

Caring tilted his head and looked at Mu Zhanchen's hand on the steering wheel.

The cold white hand rests casually on the steering wheel, in stark contrast to the dark steering wheel.

With a father like Wen Pinghui, she was destined not to take blood too seriously.

The so-called kinship is the result of getting along with each other for a long time.

Rather than a little blood of nothingness.

Even if Mu Zhanchen's mother is really that person's sister.

so what?

His mother was gone, and to Mu Zhanchen, those people were just strangers whom he had never met.

So what if we recognize each other?

That Mr. Hu was looking for his sister, not his sister's child.

With a low laugh, the depression in Mu Zhanchen's cold brows dissipated, and his brows and eyes stretched.

"No need. Don't you want to drink? Go back, brother will accompany you."

"Are you sure it's not me drinking with my brother?"

Roll your eyes and complain about it.

"Just treat it as you accompany brother."

With laughter overflowing his throat, Mu Zhanchen increased the speed of the car.

I returned to the community soon, and I was concerned to see that the time was only after three o'clock.

It is recommended to go grocery shopping first.

He promised Mu Zhanchen that he would cook for him.

Just enough time and nothing else.

Mu Zhanchen turned his eyes to look at her, hooked the corners of his lips, and turned to drive to a nearby supermarket.

I bought the ingredients I needed and went back to the house.

Concerned about directing Mu Zhanchen to handle the ingredients, he watched from the sidelines.

"So, if I want to eat the dishes you cook, I have to do it myself?"

There was a little smile in Mu Zhanchen's eyes, but he was skillfully picking up the shrimp thread in his hand.

Caring blinked, "Brother, don't you think it tastes better if you cook it yourself?"

"Why didn't you say that when my brother cooked for you?"

"I'm not too demanding. I prefer ready-made food to delicious food."

Concerned about frankly admitting to being lazy.

Mu Zhanchen laughed, stopped talking, and quickly processed the ingredients he bought, and put the excess in the refrigerator.

Caring about this is ready to do it.

Because usually only Mu Zhanchen cooks, and there is only one apron at home.

Mu Zhanchen took off his shirt and wrapped it around Caring.

Listen to the instructions of caring, and help to get the seasoning and put the ingredients.

After stewing the pork rib soup and covering it, Mu Zhanchen pulled the corner of his mouth lightly, "Why do I feel that I made this meal?"

"I put in seasonings, and I also choose the side dishes."

Care plausible.

At least the taste of making it belongs to her.

"So, what are you going to do next?"

With a chuckle, Mu Zhanchen asked.

"Oysters, I'll do this myself."

Caring walked to the stove, started the fire, and really started to do it himself.

Mu Zhanchen took two steps back to make room.

The little girl cooks professionally and smoothly, she doesn't look like someone who doesn't go into the kitchen very much.

If it wasn't for this year, he was the one who was cooking, and he would have suspected that the little girl was cooking often.

I can only feel the importance of talent.

Probably because he was in a state of mind, he didn't ask Mu Zhanchen to do it because he cared about the next few dishes, and took care of it all by himself.

Only occasionally, Mu Zhanchen handed over a plate by himself, or helped wash the used dishes.

The two cooperated tacitly and successfully prepared a table of dishes.

The last dish is out of the pot, and the rib soup is almost ready.

With rib soup, it's perfect.

(End of this chapter)