Mucheng takes a sip of soup, hisses twice, eats some rice, then wails.

At the dinner table, she was so wayward to express her dissatisfaction.

However, Lu Jinting is not affected at all. She is still very elegant and eats slowly.

She called for a while, but also feel useless, just obediently eat.

After eating, Mucheng leans on the sofa, cocks the leg in plaster, looks at it, and worries about any deformation, which will affect her leg recovery.

But fortunately, she didn't deform much. She wanted to take a hairdryer to blow. That's what she did.

Then, Lu Jinting, who had been sitting on one side of the room and was paying attention to the computer, looked at Mucheng's face when he was blowing with a hair dryer.

"Mucheng, don't do such a stupid thing."

"Ah? What happened to me? You're always smart, but don't belittle me, will you? What's wrong with my blowing? Whether my legs are good or not, you pull me into the water. You don't care about me or my legs. "

Mucheng snorts coldly. Keep blowing!

"I have called the doctor."

Mucheng just put down the hair dryer, but he still has complaints.

It's good to wrap your legs. Lu Jinting has to ask her for trouble. After that, she still needs to find a doctor to get it again. What kind of Kung Fu is it?

"I said, Lu Jinting, you're not trying to make my legs bad when you toss my legs like this. Do you want to ban me for a long time and torture me?"

Lu Jinting raised her eyes and smiled coldly, "yes!"

“……”

Pervert!

Mucheng's inner villain opens his teeth and paws to Lu Jinting in front of him. He lashes, scratches, beats and grabs

Then, Lu Jinting's black eyes narrowed slightly, some dangerous, Mucheng quickly bowed his head, silently scratched himself, the plaster on his legs.

After all, Mucheng has been struggling for such a time, but still hasn't got the way to let Lu Jinting let go.

The next day, she also welcomed the arrival of Miss Song.

To tell you the truth, Mr. Song has a higher level. In the same content, Mr. song speaks better. Later, when I chatted with Mr. Song during the break, I learned that Mr. song came from Beijing. He is the first Chinese teacher in a famous school in China.

Because she has few classes, it's convenient for her to fly back to Jiangcheng.

Just, Mucheng thought, she's going bankrupt.

Lu Jinting asked such a teacher to come. That number is definitely beyond her imagination.

Of course, she was dissatisfied with Lu Jinting's ban, so she didn't want to owe him anything. This money must be paid back.

Quietly online check the balance of the bank card, Mu Chengfu, consider, or really sell yourself to Lu Jinting?

It's not that I haven't slept, and I enjoy it!

No, no way. Another upright little man in Mucheng's mind is holding the colored little man directly.

There must be no such thought.

Step by step, she continues to listen carefully. Such a rare opportunity is rare. Let's talk after listening.

……

Lu Jinting came out of the meeting room and walked to the door of the office. The beautiful and intelligent female assistant got up and said, "president, master Mo is here, waiting in the reception room."

"Let him come to my office."

Lu Jinting just sat down, Mo Jinxuan pushed the door into the room and saw the man sitting behind the huge desk.

"Uncle,"

Mo Jinxuan just shouted and sat down on his own. The assistant quickly poured coffee in.

Lu Jinting's eyes fell on the documents on the table, and he did not lift his head or ask.

And Mo Jinxuan, maybe not talking for a long time, drinking coffee in silence.

"Uncle, I don't want to marry cancan."

Mo Jinxuan finally spoke. It seemed that he was uncertain.

Lu Jinting after a while, just looked up, cold eyes, as always indifferent deep.

"Why didn't you say that two years ago?"

"At that time, I thought she was very good. Anyway, I wanted to find someone in my circle to get married. Cancan and I have a better relationship. It's better to marry her than to marry someone else."

"Then why do you change your mind now?"

Mo Jinhuan said in silence, "I have someone I like."

With that, Lu Jinting's dark eyes flashed quickly, but Mo Jinxuan didn't notice.

"Uncle, do you think I can make it?"

"Your wife, who is it? Do you have the right to decide?"This sentence only embarrasses Mo Jinxuan.

Lu Jinting continued, "which one do you like is Mucheng?"

"Yes."

"No way."

Mo Jinxuan is silent. He knows that he will be opposed.

But Lu Jinting's objection, he thought only because Mucheng's life background, too ordinary, therefore also did not think much.

Lu Jinting ordered, "forget her. Accept Yang cancan, or control the right of marriage. But, you know very well, even if you own the right of marriage, what you should choose is never a person like Mucheng. "

Mo Jinxuan is completely attacked by Lu Jinting.

However, his heart some unwilling, really give up Mucheng like this?

If in the future, he grows faster and has stronger ability. Like my brother-in-law, can't he choose Mucheng?