MTL - Not Spare the Years-Chapter 111

The largest window in the ward was opened to the extreme, and Mu Xueyi sat in the air vent and was asked to dry the cigarette smell from his hair here.

She was wrapped in a thick coat, curled up like an egg, round and not lost.

The eyes were buried under the neckline, leaving only a pair of round eyes and long curly hair fluttering in the wind.

The last time she smoked was discovered by Zhou Zhenyue, she was sentenced to stand under the ventilation fan in the toilet and received purification for three full hours.

Does Zhou Zhenyue know that it is faster to take a bath to remove the smell? She must know.

She just punished her on purpose to keep her memory long.

Mu Xueyi sighed silently.

She knew it was time to quit smoking, but only those who smoked knew that there was no way to quit the thing completely.

Maybe I can endure it for a while, a few months, a year or two, but in the end I can't help it.

As long as you control the amount, don't hurt your body... just **** it secretly.

Zhou Zhenyue seemed to see through her mind, leaning Erlang's legs beside the bed, and sneered.

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking."

"Haha..." Mu Xueyi laughed dryly, "To be honest, I'm thinking..."

"...Cough, that, the land at the intersection of the commercial street in the city center, did you just buy it and smash a batch of unfinished buildings?"

Zhou Zhenyue hummed, "Do you want it?"

Mu Xueyi nodded: "I want it."

Zhou Zhenyue: "3.2 billion. The money is in place, it's yours."

Mu Xueyi laughed: "I don't have that much budget."

Zhou Zhenyue: "Then don't buy that inch of land with a lot of money. I'm not doing charity."

"Ayue, let's discuss..."

Mu Xueyi explained his thoughts and plans in detail.

After she finished speaking, she blinked, "Look, just sell it to me for 1 billion."

Zhou Zhenyue put her arms on her knees and stared at Mu Xueyi, "You only said your plan, what is your ultimate goal?"

Mu Xueyi: "This...you'll know when the time comes."

Zhou Zhenyue was silent for a while, "...Okay. You'd better not lie to me, if you just take this land from me at a low price, the price you will pay is not as simple as standing under the ventilation fan for three hours. ."

Mu Xueyi raised her palm and swore: "I will never lie to you!" Zhou Zhenyue looked at the other party for a while and said, "You didn't tell me your thoughts completely, there must be a dangerous place, and you don't want me to worry."

Mu Xueyi didn't speak, and was noncommittal.

Zhou Zhenyue recalled that Mu Xueyi had mentioned before in the Hot Spring Villa that it was very difficult for her to truly shake Mu Guocheng's foundation. She had a short-cut that was risky but very effective.

He couldn't help sighing, "Xueyi, actually... it might take longer to seize power, but..."

"Ayue," Mu Xueyi interrupted her, her eyes were calm, "punishing a person is never as simple as simply taking away what he values. For wicked people, killing people is never as happy as killing one's heart."

Zhou Zhenyue pursed her lips, no longer discouraged.

At this moment, she suddenly realized that Xueyi had not changed in her bones.

The soft skin that is only revealed when facing oneself, is still fierce and extreme when it is really calculated.

"Dealing with Mu Guocheng has dragged on for too long," Mu Xueyi looked out the window, her long hair moving with the wind, "Too much time has been wasted between you and I. ... We are all thirty. When I'm old, clear all obstacles as soon as possible so that I can live the days of holding hands freely in the sun."

She chuckled lightly and turned her head to look at Zhou Zhenyue.

"In this case, I can put all my thoughts on asking for your forgiveness earlier. You can also completely put aside all environmental factors and think about whether to forgive me or not, it is only about me and you, and our relationship Family, old feuds, rivalries, nothing more."

Zhou Zhenyue understood what Mu Xueyi meant.

She curled her lips and nodded.

"it is good."

Erlang's leg, which has been upside down, is put down, and the other leg is placed on the knee.

"However," Zhou Zhenyue said again, "Is that the matter of Bailu stopping?"

The rationality and coldness in Mu Xueyi's eyes faded, and he returned to the harmless appearance of humans and animals.

"I didn't mean to make such an oolong..."

"You don't do wrong things on purpose a lot of the time, but you don't do it on purpose, so you don't have to be responsible?"

"...Then Ah Yue, what do you want me to do? I'll accept any punishment."

"Punishment? Not to mention."

Zhou Zhenyue's left hand stroked her right hand, and habitually turned the ring on her index finger. But the ring was no longer there, she kneaded the base of her index finger, and the action seemed inexplicable and unreal.

"Aren't you very interested in painting recently? It's a waste to leave such a good teacher like me without asking for advice, isn't it?"

Mu Xueyi smiled dryly, "You want to teach me to draw? I don't have any pen and paper now."

Zhou Zhenyue got up, walked to Mu Xueyi, and pointed her long index finger between her eyebrows.

After one tap, two or three taps.

"Isn't this a pen?"

Soft fingertips rubbed against each other's forehead.

Then slowly down, across the delicate nose bridge, pink lips, pointed chin.

"Isn't this... just paper?"

Mu Xueyi was so itchy that she couldn't help but hug Zhou Zhenyue's neck and wanted to kiss her.

I want to be painted by her.

Use this bag as paper. Every inch wants to be filled with color.

Zhou Zhenyue saw that Mu Xueyi was moved because of her two words, but she gently ducked back and didn't ask her to hug her.

Mu Xueyi was as anxious as someone who had been thirsty for several days. The other party shook the kettle in front of her and took it away.

"Ayue..." His voice trembled a little.

Why don't you even let me kiss you?

Zhou Zhenyue turned around and sat back to her original position, picked up her mobile phone, opened WPS, and began to draft the contract regulations needed for the acquisition of the land.

"I smell like cigarettes, and I still want to kiss me. Take a good blow and think about it, should I stop smoking in the future."

Mu Xueyi sighed and leaned against the wall behind him.

Zhou's acquisition of the land in the city center was only half a month ago, and the acquisition information had not been announced, so Mu Guocheng did not know that the land had changed hands.

Mu Xueyi's first step was to put the title of the land on the banker's Xunyun banner. This transaction with Zhou Zhenyue needs to be disguised with Xunyun on the bright side.

Mu Guocheng is not a fool, she can't make a deal with the Zhou family openly.

Zhuang Yurou said that she would be happy to help.

She's that little guy who likes that others owe her favors very much. Favors are to be repaid, the more Zhou Zhenyue and Mu Xueyi owe her, the more profits they can get from doing business in the future.

Mu Xueyi reported the site selection and price to Mu Guocheng, and the original price was 3.2 billion.

This price is too expensive, but this piece of land in the city center belongs to the kind of area where money is hard to buy, and it doesn't matter if you can't even touch it. It is rare for Mu Xueyi to have a relationship with Zhuang Yurou. Mu Guocheng thought to himself that after this project was completed, he could do other projects in the future, so he nodded.

Noon on weekends.

Mu Guocheng and Mu Xueyi rarely get together for lunch.

Before the meal, Qi Yan cooked cold dishes by himself in the kitchen, Mu Guocheng knew that Mu Xueyi could cook, so he asked Mu Xueyi to help.

Mu Xueyi stood in front of the chopping board, picked up the kitchen knife and placed it under the tap.

"...Tomorrow I'd like to invite Vice President Zhao and Vice President Sun to have a meal. But they've always put the blame on them lately. Do you know why?"

she asked softly.

Qi Yan cut off a section of cucumber and glanced back.

Seeing that there was no one around, he said, "Your dad has already found out that you were secretly contacting them, and beat them. It's best to stop wooing them first."

"That's it."

Mu Xueyi's face was very calm, and he could not see the distress of the plan being blocked.

Maybe it's just a hint of anger.

Qi Yan watched Mu Xueyi hide her thoughts so naturally, and bit her lip.

"I'm sorry," Qi Yan apologized in a low voice, "It was my negligence that caused your injection to go wrong a few days ago. If only I could get more information..."

Mu Xueyi washed another glass bowl and put it in Qi Yan's hand, "Don't worry about it, I'm not just you."

Qi Yan: "Is everything still under your control?"

Mu Xueyi: "Just do your own thing, don't ask too much."

Qi Yan: "...Yes."

Mu Xueyi supported the washing table, lowered her eyes, and her expression was light.

"there's one more thing."

Qi Yan listened carefully to what she said, and did not dare to look at each other's face from beginning to end. He only dared to look away a little, staring at Mu Xueyi's hand on the edge of the table.

She didn't wear a ring today.

The heavy mood suddenly improved a little bit.

After Mu Xueyi finished speaking, she asked, "Do you remember?"

Qi Yan retracted his gaze, his expression as usual: "Remember."

Mu Xueyi snorted, put down the bowl in his hand, dried his hands, and left with a cane.

Qi Yan silently put his chopsticks into the cold dish bowl and stirred vigorously.

Cook skillfully.

As if nothing had just happened.

After the meal, Mu Xueyi went back to the room to rest.

Mu Guocheng was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper, Qi Yan walked over, sat reclining on the armrest of the sofa, and naturally placed his hands on Mu Guocheng's shoulders and neck to massage him.

"Just cooking with your daughter and heard her answer the phone."

Mu Guocheng didn't look up, "Oh?"

Qi Yan: "She probably thought I couldn't hear the voice in her phone receiver. But I still heard some."

Mu Guocheng: "What did you hear?"

Qi Yan narrowed his eyes and smiled, lowered his head and put his arms around Mu Guocheng's neck, "I told you, what's the benefit?"

Mu Guocheng scratched her nose dotingly, "If it's useful, then... I'll take you to buy a bag tomorrow, and clear the shelves of this season's new products."

"Are you talking?"

"certainly."

Qi Yan raised his eyebrows, and performed the smugness of the little woman with great precision.

Sitting sideways, he sat on Mu Guocheng's lap, and whispered in his ear, "That call was from Mr. Zhuang from Xunyun. I heard Mr. Zhuang say about the land in the city center..."

As soon as he heard the ground in the city center, Mu Guocheng frowned and pricked up his ears.

Qi Yan: "She said that the land, if the normal process is followed, is a lot of 3.2 billion yuan. But if Xueyi is willing to sign the Yin-Yang contract, she can reduce the price to 1 billion yuan and bear all the taxes that will be incurred. For Xunyun, it can take this opportunity to launder money, and for M Moser, firstly, it can buy the land at a low price, and secondly, it can avoid taxes.”

After a while, he said, "However, your daughter is very timid, so she rejected it immediately. Your daughter said something illegal, but she dare not do it."

Mu Guocheng raised his eyes and took off his glasses.

Getting serious.

"Is what you said true?"

Qi Yan nodded, "Why should I tease you about something like this that you know when you ask?"

Mu Guocheng gritted his teeth faintly.

He threw the glasses in his hand heavily on the coffee table and made a "bang" sound.

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