Chapter 700

At the beginning, even in Paris, mujiutian almost never said anything so pleasant to him.

Looking at her, the smile between Bartley's thin lips became more and more obvious, and he almost immediately agreed: "OK, I remember you still like Longfengxuan, where shall we go?"

"Just decide."

Even so, Butler has not forgotten the purpose of his special visit to Xicheng District this time. His eyes fall on Gu Shaoqing's big palm tightly around her waist, and his voice is low and mellow, with a temptation: "wine sweet, I have something to say to you, why don't you and I take a car?"

Mu wine sweet thought next, just nod: "good."

In fact, mujiutian and Bartley haven't been together alone for a long time. They are usually accompanied by Jesse or aglia.

Now there is a little unspeakable silence in the air.

Listening to the sound of Bartley telling the driver to drive, and the front and rear baffles being raised, she leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes: "what can I do for you?"

"Are you back to him?"

"Yes."

"Although the Wayne family doesn't focus on the west side, there are still some connections available." Bartley's eyes glanced over, vaguely with a statement of consolation: "if you want to help your little sister, I can help you, you don't have to..."

Mu Jiutian suddenly opened his eyes and laughed: "do you think I'm using myself to exchange for the opportunity of revenge?"

Butler did not respond, but the expression on his face showed the answer he felt.

Of course not. After 20 days back to Gu Shaoqing, mujiutian not only gives Gu Shaoqing an opportunity, but also gives himself an opportunity. Although she wanted to refute, she had to admit that the deepest part of her heart was full of Gu Shaoqing's shadow.

Forget who once said that she is very defensive, but once she falls in love, it's hard to pull out the root of her love.

To tell the truth, he looked at Bartley frowning: "then you are not afraid that Xiao Wangshu will be known by him?"

"He won't know."

In that voice, Butler's face stopped. "Are you so sure?"

"Not that I'm sure, but that he has believed me." Mujiutian looks at the scenery passing by the window and is almost at fenglongxuan. His face is reflected in the window and a smile is drawn from the corner of his lips: "as long as he believes that Wangshu is my adopted child, he will not investigate, let alone think about how to prove to me that he has treated xiaowangshu as his own son."

All of a sudden, Gu Shaoqing's casual but cool voice flashed through Bartley's mind.

From now on, he will be my own son

Even Sherry was taken with her, but due to the presence of Bartley and Gu Shaoqing, she didn't dare to say anything more than a little face.

However, Mu Jiutian was very curious and swept her eyes again and again.

A pair of chopsticks suddenly appeared on the plate, holding a sweet and sour tenderloin: "I remember when you were in Paris, you liked to eat this most. You try what the chef made here. If it suits your taste, I'll dig him back to cook for you."

"Thank you."

He put the sweet and sour tenderloin that Bartley had picked up with his chopsticks into his mouth. Then he tasted the wine carefully. His red lips raised a smile: "well, it's delicious."

Looking at her actions, a flash of light flashed from the bottom of Bartley's eyes, and his low voice was two points lighter than usual: "well, you just like it."

After a few minutes, mujiutian looks at Shirley who looks at her with angry eyes. She puts down her chopsticks, wipes her lower lip with a tissue, and whispers to Gu Shaoqing to go to the bathroom.

"Do you want me to accompany you?"

"It's OK. I can do it myself."

If Gu Shaoqing is with her, how can Shirley find her?

Sure enough, she had not been waiting in the washbasin for two minutes. Shirley pushed the door in. When she saw her, she seemed to be surprised: "Why are you here?"

Shouldn't it be a cubicle inside?

It's like waiting for yourself.

Mujiutian straightened her long hair in front of the mirror and said with a smile, "what can I do for you?"

At the mention of this, Shirley immediately forgot the episode, and stamped her foot angrily: "Kiel, don't think I don't know what you're thinking. I warn you that even if you and your uncle ease up, your grandfather will never like you.""Andre?"

"Who called you by your grandfather's name?"

With a low laugh, Mu Jiutian half leans on the sink. To tell you the truth, she doesn't hold much respect for Mr. Andre. At most, it's just respect. After all, no one will like an elder who gives his face up when he meets for the first time.

"Well, so?"

The lukewarm voice seemed to stir Shirley's anger out completely: "you are just an illegitimate daughter. Even if you are lucky enough to be recognized and taken care of by your aunt, you should know what your identity is. If you insist on interfering in the internal affairs of the Wayne family, your grandfather will never let you go."

Then she snorted: "if you let your grandfather know the contents of your uncle's will, he will certainly intervene in the rectification of you. At that time, he won't discuss with you as well as I do. I advise you to have some self-knowledge."

"Will?"

"Of course."

Looking at Shirley's angry attitude, mujiutian was at a loss for a moment, but it didn't expose. Instead, she followed her words, curled her white fingers and knocked on the cool marble: "although I don't want to admit it, Bartley is my father, and he should give me everything in his will."

"Why?" Shirley's eyes suddenly widened: "it's all Jessie's brother's, not to mention the other real estate in his uncle's name except shares. Even if it's a villa for you, you should have fun. You can't be so unsatisfied."

Bartley is the owner of the Wayne family. In addition to land, houses and islands, there are many development rights in his real estate. Even if Jesse inherits the title of the owner, he may be able to use it.

This virtually gives Mujiu an unbreakable guarantee of sweetness.

I noticed Bartley's thoughts in a moment, but he didn't tell her these. Even though they had a period of time to be alone just now, their thoughts were suddenly throbbing, deep but hideous, and their fingers curled up in a moment, but they deliberately kept calm: "it's all my business, I'm afraid I don't need Miss Shirley to ask."

"You..."

Know the inside story of the matter, Mu Jiutian never thought of pestering with her again.

As soon as she pressed the doorknob with her white finger, she heard Shirley's angry voice and stamped her foot behind her: "I tell you, if you are so greedy, Grandpa will come to you in person. I'm afraid you'll look good at that time..."

Ignore, straight lift foot to leave.

From the bathroom back to the box, a few minutes later, Shirley also followed back, and the young could not hide his emotions. She looked at mujiutian with anger in her eyes.

He was immediately discovered by Bartley and glanced at them: "what happened?"

"Uncle, I'm just..."

"Nothing happened." Mujiutian put in a word, and the tone of voice was more than silk temperature: "it's just a little bickering, don't worry."

At this time, Shirley seems to be aware of something. She hesitates and nods, but she doesn't want to: "well, it's just bickering."

But even so, Bartley is still not at ease. His eyes scan Shirley's body. It's dark and cool. With a strong examination, he seems to be preparing for a warning, and he seems to want to break her apart like an analysis. She shivers uncontrollably. Suddenly, he is very glad to follow the mojiutian's words.

At the end of a meal, we separate at the gate of Longfengxuan.

The summer wind was blowing on him. With a slight heat, Bartley got on the bus and pushed down the window: "I'll go first. You and... Gu Shaoqing will go back early."

"Yes." She nodded and stopped for two seconds. Suddenly, she called out to him. Her face was full of warm and deep smile: "Bartley."