Stop! You're Just An Ex-husband

After coming back from the welfare home, the third master was gloomy. There was no expression on his face, but Xiao Qi found that the third master was not calm.

Because the third master's hand, which lit the cigar, kept shaking until the third master had to hold it with another hand. Although Xiao Qi was not short with the third master, it was the first time to see him like this.

"Third Master, you don't look well. Will you take you to the hospital?" Seven carefully asked, three ye a Leng, touched his face, eyes seem to flash a trace of guilty, then waved his hand, let seven directly send himself home.

The third master looked at the people coming and going out of the window, but his thoughts floated back to more than 20 years ago. At that time, he was also a little person who was not popular. He lived in his parents' disappointed eyes every day.

Many people have asked the third master, you are the second child at home, how can you be the third master? The third master answers seriously every time, because the status of dogs at home is higher than me.

Big brother first, dog second, he is the third! When the Third Master said this, although his face was full of ridicule, only one person knew the bitterness in his heart.

Sometimes he thinks that the reason why he chose mu Zhenlun as the chess piece is in large part because the two people's experiences are very similar.

"Once there is a powerful brother or sister in the family, all the minors in the family will become contrast and negative teaching materials, which can only be laughed at!"

The Third Master once told mu Zhenlun that, and mu Zhenlun also nodded his head with a bitter smile. They are all unwelcome people, and they are all people who are left out in the corner.

"The Third Master... The Third Master..." the car arrived at the destination, but the third master was still immersed in his own thoughts. Xiaoqi called several times, and then the third master slowed down, holding Xiaoqi's hand and slowly walked into the house.

"You'll go and ask mu Zhenlun to come over and tell him I have something to talk about." The third master's voice revealed a sense of fatigue, and the expression on his face was even more dignified. Xiao Qi nodded busily and quickly left the third master's study.

Looking at Xiao Qi's back, the third master felt confused. How many people around him can use them when they really encounter problems?

How many of those people are sincere to themselves? If he had no money and power, would those people still be around him?

The third master lights a cigar again. As the smoke goes deep into his lungs and slowly spits out, his mood seems to be gradually calmed down.

"I want to be the king of the world. I don't care what others think of me, and I don't care what they say about me. I just want to be the strongest. I just want to let everyone know that only I am the one who can dominate their destiny!"

The third master pressed the cigar in the ashtray, as if he was not the one who was confused and worried just now! Mu Zhenlun stood outside the third master's door and watched him calm down little by little. Then he slowly knocked on the door and came in.

"Third Master, what can I do for you?" Mu Zhenlun put away all his thoughts about the third master and looked at him quietly with a humble and obedient smile on his face.

The third master's eyes fell deeply on mu Zhenlun's face, as if he wanted to find some evidence of Mu Zhenlun's unwillingness or unwillingness, but he saw nothing for a long time.

"You have been doing well recently. You have participated in many bidding projects well, and the results are still impressive. It seems that I am the right choice to save you!"

The third master looked at mu Zhenlun with a smile, but the smile could not reach the depth of his eyes. Mu Zhenlun heard that the third master was satisfied with his current work and bowed more humbly.

"The third master's kindness to me is to save my life and rebuild my feelings. I will certainly try my best to repay him!" Mu Zhenlun flattered looking at the third master, the corners of his mouth show efforts to show a sincere smile.

The third master secretly despises mu Zhenlun in his heart, but he still praises him. Xiao Qi looked at the two people outside the door, and felt very tired for them.

It's obvious that each has his own needs. It's just that the enemies are in agreement for a while. Why do we have to look like brothers? It's really disgusting.

"But it's time for you to show your real strength." The third master lights his cigar again, and the blue smoke surrounds him, which sets off his smile.

Mu Zhenlun nodded, knowing that the ambition of the third master would not only stay in fighting for a few small projects with Mu group, he narrowed his eyes and quietly waited for the orders of the third master.

"Mu Jingyang has been enjoying himself a lot recently. If we don't give him any more color, I think he will go to outer space with pride!"

The third master remembered that every day when he turned on the TV, there were news about Mu Jingyang and Mu's group. Every news media was not stingy of their own praise and praised Mu Jingyang to the sky.

"Mu Jingyang is now pushed to the altar every day. Every move of the Mu group affects the hearts of the whole Hangzhou people. I would like to see what kind of expression and how to treat Mu Jingyang if the Mu group is not as clean as the people imagine."

The third master's smile is mixed with a trace of ruthlessness. Mu Zhenlun also smiles with the third master, but he is expecting that the two people will lose both sides. At that time, he can jump out and clean up the two dying people.

In this way, he is no longer anyone's puppet, he can freely do what he wants to do. Maybe in all kinds of competitions in life, the winner is not the one who runs fast, but the one who runs fast but never tumbles, so that he can laugh to the end.

Mu Zhenlun's proud eyes flashed in his eyes, and immediately became obedient and humble. The third master looked at him with some disdain in his heart.

Although it's a cooperative relationship, mu Zhenlun doesn't have the courage that a man should have. If it wasn't for him, he would have dealt with him long ago.

"It's OK. You can go back and wait for my news." The third master looked at mu Zhenlun again. He was really a little tired of his servile manner. He waved and started to drive people.

Mu Zhenlun saw the impatience in the third master's eyes and just wanted to go, but the strange feeling in his body surged up again. It was like tens of millions of ants were biting his heart and flesh. It was painful and nourishing.

"Third Master, that... My medicine..." Mu Zhenlun's overbearing mentality just now was thrown behind his mind, and his desire for that kind of medicine was beyond any emotion.

The third master looked at mu Zhenlun and raised a strange and ironic smile at the corner of his mouth. He took out a small bottle of medicine from the drawer and shook it in front of Mu Zhenlun's eyes. Seeing that mu Zhenlun's eyes had been moving back and forth with the medicine bottle, the third master had a bad laugh.