Chapter 470

What 118 said to her today is very right. Even if she really only regards Ruan Lingyun as her brother, she must pay attention to the way she gets along with him in the future. She can't get too close. She can't hurt baiziqi any more.

Seven in the evening.

"Mom, where are you? I miss you." Xiaoyin calls Le Yutong with a crying voice.

Le Yutong, who just took care of her mother for dinner, had to rush to the banyan garden again.

After staying at home with Xiaoyin and xiaoyangguang's brothers and sisters for a while, she coaxed Xiaoyin to sleep, and she was ready to go out to the hospital.

Stepping out the doorstep, she was about to call the driver. A black car had stopped in front of her.

Le Yutong frowned and looked at the driver's window slowly.

Mu Jifei glanced at her and said calmly, "get in the car and I'll take you to the hospital."

She shook her head and said plainly, "no, I'll let the driver send it. You're busy with your business."

The man's deep eyes looked at her faintly: "get on the bus."

She stood still.

The man frowned and accentuated his tone, "it's late now."

Her eyebrows were gentle and quiet: "I may often take a taxi alone so late. Do you have to take care of it every time after I leave?"

Mu Jifei stared at her for a moment, and Fang calmly said, "haven't you separated yet? I'll accompany you as long as you want to stand here."

Le Yutong was really tired. She looked at the man's side face, walked around the front of the car without expression, opened the co driver's door and got into the car. While tying the seat belt, she said faintly, "let's go. I'm in a hurry to go back. If my mother can't see me later, I'll panic."

There was silence all the way.

Outside the ward, Le Yutong turned sideways and said to him, "if you are free, please look after two more children."

She really has a sense of separation and lack of skills now.

Very tired.

Mu Jifei was warm and light. He pulled out a cigarette. The dark blue flame lit up in the car for a few seconds, and then went out. "It's hard to say whether you're at home at night. Call me if you have something."

Le Yutong frowned, "aren't you at home every night recently?"

Mu Jifei glanced at her, puffed out blue and white smoke between his thin lips and nose, shrouded in the air and blurred his sight, "even if I have been at home for the past three years, it doesn't mean that I should be at home tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

You are the child's mother. Why don't you stay at home every night?

Le Yutong bit her lip and didn't want to say more. Tired, she had to nod her head: "OK, I know."

Then she opened the door and one foot fell on the ground. "Thank you for sending me. Bye."

Then he left without looking back.

Through the window, mu Jifei's long, narrow and deep eyes looked at the straight back of the woman under the orange street lamp. More smoke rose slowly in the air in the car. His expression never changed.

Until a cigarette burned to the end, he put out the cigarette end, picked up his mobile phone, dialed a number and said leisurely, "Yuncong, come out to drink with me."

Jiang Ping's club.

"Brother mu, you are not so deeply in love with husband and wife. Your family is hospitalized. You are so melancholy that you have to come out for a drink?" Jiang Ping joked.

After all, it's a man who can afford to joke about president Mu da.

Mu Jifei half closed his eyes, and a cool dark color fell on his handsome face. His lazy voice was still careless, but it was very low, "well, she's breaking up with me again..."

"Oh..." Jiang Ping said calmly, "you haven't broken up once or twice. Aren't you still together?"

If so, you really don't have to take it seriously.

Mu Jifei held a tall glass in his hand. The transparent liquid swayed in the shaking. For a long time, he looked up and glanced at him. He said faintly, "it seems different this time."

"..." Jiang Ping pondered over his expression for a while, and Fang carefully guessed his meaning, "otherwise, are you lovelorn when you come to drink muggy wine in the evening?"

However, mu Jifei didn't answer him. He just drank the wine coldly and danced seriously in the stands.

Jiang Ping looked at him - lovelorn is lovelorn, and pretending to be cold, isn't it a woman?

Of course he didn't dare say that.

After silence, Jiang Ping poured himself a glass of wine, drank half a cup, looked at the woman on the eye stage and said, "what are you looking at? Brother Mu wants a woman? Why don't my brother arrange two for you? "

Mu Jifei frowned. Wen Wen glanced at him faintly and said, "I'm not interested. I'm just here to drink."

"Well... Mr. Mu quit women now." Jiang Ping said with a laugh.

Mu Jifei pinched the cup with two slender fingers and half closed his eyes. A vague low smile was brewed in his narrow eyes, like talking to himself or asking him, "should I let her go?"

Jiang Ping was stunned and didn't dare to answer rashly.

This question is really hard to answer.

What if it's just a quarrel? The couple quarreled. They quarreled at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed. It's really difficult for outsiders to participate.

There was some noise around, but the noise seemed unable to penetrate, so Jiang Ping felt very quiet for no reason.

Then, in his ear came the voice of the man like the king, with a faint smile——

"Well, she said that her previous relationship can no longer support this relationship, so she can only separate."

In just one sentence, he skillfully ordered another cigarette and took several breaths. He could see that he was very upset.

Jiang Ping looked like he wanted to talk and stop, but he held back again.

Mu Jifei looked at his obviously pretended appearance and kicked him, "you fucking talk."

He's really upset and unhappy.

As if no one around him dared to tell him the truth.

Subordinates are like this, even friends are like this.

Jiang Ping pretended to touch his head and stroked the bridge of his nose. In fact, there was nothing on the bridge of his nose. It was not myopia. He stroked the bridge of his nose.

Mu Ji flew over to see him about irritability.

"Seriously, brother mu, you like a lot of women. Good girls, you like them when you like them, and you don't really love them, so you spend a few bad money to force others to follow you... You're dumped once, which makes lovers all over the world a little comforting, isn't it..."

Hearing the speech, mu Jifei's handsome face was gloomy and gloomy. It was so vicious that it was about to drip water, "are you looking for death?"

Alas, big people can't listen to people telling the truth. They have to force others to tell the truth.

Jiang Ping had to shake his head, put on a flattering smile, and said, "I dare not die, Mr. mu. I am jealous. You are such a powerful, rich and talented person. You can go directly to see a girl without thinking, and they are all beautiful and talented. I really envy you, brother."

Mu Jifei frowned on his expressionless face. There was no more emotion. He continued to smoke the rest of his cigarette and said faintly, "is it?"

"It's not really going to be separated from Mu Tai this time, is it?" Jiang Ping asked tentatively again.