Chapter 623

Zhang Shuwen's step is a meal, still act according to the words: "does Mrs. yalman have something that she wants to buy?"

"It's just a look."

Sitting in the wheelchair at the right height in front of the body is the counter, white fingers slowly stroking on the glass.

There is an indigo cuff shining under the small light of the counter. In a trance, I don't know why mujiutian thinks of Gu Shaoqing's face and his favorite pure white shirt made by hand.

It's perfect with this cuff.

At the right time, the shopping guide came over and said, "Miss, do you have anything you like? I'll show it to you."

"This one, thank you."

"You have a good eye." The shopping guide took it out and boasted without any trace: "this cuff is the most proud work of the Paris master. I'm afraid the whole western district can't find" No. "

No.

Mujiutian didn't tell lies to arouse Zhang Shuwen's jealousy. She said with a smile, "it's for my son. You know him. He's five or six months old. If he's bigger in the future, he'll look good in a small suit."

How could Zhang Shuwen not know him.

In other words, who else in the whole Xicheng District doesn't know about xiaowangshu.

At one time, it was said that he was Gu Shaoqing's son, because both his age and the relationship between mujiutian and him had led to this possibility. Later, it was only when yalman and mujiutian appeared at a banquet with xiaowangshu in their arms, and everyone heard xiaowangshu's soft voice calling yalman "Baba" that the rumors disappeared.

I heard that Gu Shaoqing appeared at the banquet.

It's a pity that Zhang Shuwen can't take part in such a good play in person.

I don't know what I think of. After a few slow steps, I look down at the woman in the wheelchair, who is gentle and quiet. When I talk about xiaowangshu, I have some kind of intimate eyebrows. My brown curly hair is scattered on my shoulders. With light colored clothes and skirts, I have a light and lazy beauty.

Her heart moved slightly. She thought it over for a long time and then tried to open her mouth. She didn't have a point: "Miss mu, does yalman usually spend more time with you?"

After hearing the word "Miss Mu", Mu Jiutian looked at her suspiciously and said quietly, "he came to Xicheng District to be busy. Naturally, he has no time to accompany me and my children."

"Do you know what he's up to?"

"I don't know." Mujiutian shook his head, but he didn't care: "it's nothing more than busy with the family business. He's the only son, which he should have borne early, or share the burden of his father."

It's a woman who's been kept in the dark.

When Zhang Shuwen bites her lips and is preparing to tell her what yalman has done to her in a hidden way, a team of bodyguards suddenly stand in front of them. They are dressed in black clothes and trousers with black sunglasses. They stand on their feet. The muscles under each suit are vertical and horizontal. It's really enough to frighten them.

Naturally, the bodyguard that Aerman sent to protect Zhang Shuwen also protected the two women behind with the fastest speed.

From behind the bodyguard, a butler like man came out, wearing a different white dress. His eyes passed through the bodyguard, passing by mujiutian lightly, and then fixed on Zhang Shuwen, with a respectful and calm voice: "Miss, I'm afraid you've had enough outside, please go home early."

"Please?" This is totally beyond Zhang Shuwen's expectation. After a slight surprise, she laughs: "this is a gesture of inviting people. I don't know. I thought you were kidnappers in the street."

The housekeeper still maintained the tone just now: "the master said that the young lady's temper is most like him. After playing outside for a long time, I'm afraid I don't want to go home, so we specially invite you."

Clenching the word "please" is a warning.

Zhang Shuwen's face coagulated, but mu Jiutian patted her little hand on the wheelchair pushing hand, and her lips pulled out a few wisps of unidentified smile: "Miss Zhang is a guest with me now, we are very congenial, so please rest assured. If Miss Zhang is tired of staying one day, I will send Miss Zhang back home safely."

"Mrs. yalman is joking."

Everyone in Xicheng District thinks that mujiutian and yalman are married, so it's not wrong to call Mrs. yalman. The housekeeper's eyes are dim: "it's the master's idea to invite the young lady back. It seems that it's our Zhang family's business. If Mrs. yalman has any better suggestions, please communicate with the master directly. Don't make it difficult for me to be a housekeeper."

The most straightforward meaning is that it's not your turn to intervene in the affairs of the Zhang family.Now that we're talking about this, mujiutian can only shut up.

Seeing this, the housekeeper gave a deep smile and made a new "please" gesture towards Zhang Shuwen: "Miss, this way, please."

Zhang Shuwen's face turned white, biting her lips. She didn't know what to think. Suddenly, her red lips opened slightly: "let me go back, but I have a problem."

"Go ahead, miss."

"Who told you that I would be here today?"

It's reasonable to say that the person who let her out today is yalman, and it's also him who designed and arranged her to accompany mujiutian. If it wasn't for him, she would never have thought that anyone else would disclose her information.

But she hasn't agreed to his deal.

Is he trying to

The housekeeper maintained a formulaic smile: "naturally, it's the people that miss and master know, otherwise we can't wait for Miss accurately."

Sure enough.

Zhang Shuwen lowered her head and pressed Mu Jiutian's arm: "don't worry, I'll go back first. You can bring me a word to him and say that I promise."

That thing, what thing?

Did not ask on the spot, eyes followed her figure until disappeared in the line of sight, but did not hold back when conveying.

At that time, yalman was in the boxing ring, with his upper body bare. The light of the tin room was only the yellow light from the window. When he punched out, the chain on the sandbag creaked. The handsome side face revealed the most primitive ferocity of men, the tight back teeth and tight muscles, In the dark crisscross, there is a palpitation to the extreme terror.

Wei Zheng, at this moment, Mu Jiutian suddenly understands why Zhang Shuwen falls in love with yalman.

Low cry: "yalman."

The muffled sound of the sandbags bouncing back from the wall, and the small dust in the air. After venting the most essential anger, yalman stepped back. There was still a fierce force between his eyes and eyes. He tore open the boxing gloves with his teeth: "she said that to you when she left?"

"Yes."

Nodded, the other side was fully prepared, even if the bodyguard can protect Zhang Shuwen to leave smoothly, but Mujiu sweet leg inconvenience is always a drag.

Red lips slightly pursed, re opening: "she said that you promised the matter in the end is what."

"It's just a deal."

"What deal?"

Throw aside the boxing gloves, and yalman's condescending low eyes look at her. The arrogance and ruffian that he used to know is only the ferocity that has faded away: "little wine is sweet." He called her name: "there are some things I don't tell you, just for your own good, understand?"

Barefoot from the ring down, even in the tight muscles of the bodyguard under the service of the shirt is also particularly obvious: "but by rights, I will hide her very well, if not specifically staring at me, it is absolutely impossible to find her."

"That is to say..."

"Gu Shaoqing is staring at me."