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In the end, Mr. Wang still failed to enter his fiancée's boudoir as he wished. Watermark advertising test Watermark advertising test

Instead, in front of everyone, Miss Mu pinched the flesh on her waist and "twisted" into a room upstairs.

During this period, no one disturbed Wang Le, who was staying in the room to keep his energy, until the last ray of afterglow fell, the lights of thousands of families were on, and the nightclubs in Sijiu City began to welcome guests, and the door of the guest room on the second floor was knocked by Mu Xihu.

Wang Le opened the door with a calm expression.

In the darkness, you can vaguely see those blue and white scalp, a pair of sword eyebrows dyed white and tender faces, and two dark spots in your eyes like a deep ancient well.

When the door was opened, the room was dark and the corridor was brightly lit, like two worlds.

At least for Mu Xihu, the visual impact was great. He was in the light and his brother-in-law came from the endless darkness.

Mu Xihu knew that the heart hidden under his brother-in-law's innocent and even tender face was perverted, cruel, and cruel...

It seems that all the words that describe negative human beings can be crowned in this heart.

Well, at least for Mu Xihu, the scenes he has seen are like this, of course, all against the enemy.

In this moment, the moment the door was opened, Mu Xihu's mind was snatched by the invisible aura emitted from Wang Le!

"Little Tiger?"

Just when Mu Xihu was in a daze, Wang Le shouted softly.

Mu Xihu shivered, and the skin under her clothes had goose bumps at some point.

"Brother-in-law, you can leave." Mu Xihu said unconsciously and respectfully.

Wang Le curled his mouth and looked at his brother-in-law with some confusion. He always felt that this guy was a little weird.

However, Wang Le didn't ask much, just nodded, and walked downstairs first along the corridor.

Looking at his brother-in-law's back, Mu Xihu shook his big head hard to wake him up, and then hurriedly followed and followed Wang Le downstairs.

When the two came downstairs, Mu Xiyan and Chen Sheng accompanied Mr. Mu and were already waiting in the living room.

"Grandpa, you always want to go to Tianxiang Pavilion, right?"

Seeing the old man dressed neatly and leaning against the sofa, Wang Le asked speechlessly.

Mr. Mu left the sofa and stood up, took the crutch, stood on the floor, and smiled and said, "The competition of the innate masters is more exciting than the last battle at the Supreme Palace. Of course, you have to go and see such a rare thing. Why, you kid is not happy?"

Wang Le glanced at the other three people, then smiled bitterly: "You always want to go, how dare you stop me and be unhappy?"

"I'm sorry, you don't have the courage!"

After Mr. Mu finished speaking, he waved his hand and walked out of the gate with a crutch. Seeing this, Mu Xiyan quickly stepped forward to serve him, fearing that he would encounter any bumps and bumps.

After leaving the yard, the old man's special car and the driver were already waiting there.

Mu Xiyan and Chen Sheng accompanied the old man to the black red flag and left first.

Then Wang Le and Mu Xihu also got on the Q7 car.

Of course, Mu Xihu acted as a driver, started the car and left Lianyayuan, caught up with the Hongqi that had taken the lead, and followed the street lights to Tianxiang Pavilion in the suburbs of Beijing...

Traffic in Sijiu City is always congested, and tomorrow is the beginning of the May Day holiday, and it is even more like a situation of being stuck forever.

Fortunately, I followed the old man's special car along the way, and it was not special. Although it was a bit congested, I still cleverly avoided it after being arranged by the relevant departments.

At 7:30 pm, Hongqi and Q7, one black and one white stopped at the door of Tianxiang Pavilion.

At this time, the silver moon had also hung in the hollow, and the stars were everywhere in the sky.

Tianxiang Pavilion, buildings in the Republic of China style, have a vague meaning under the moonlight and starlight.

Although there is no luxurious appearance of the bright and wine-filled places in Sijiu City, the parking lot in front of the door is full of luxury cars, the beauties with outstanding appearance, and the artistic conception of these buildings like a picture, it shows everything. Well, this is a place where the children of wealthy families gather.

When Zhao Mike, who had been waiting for a long time, saw the old man Mu Xiyan was supporting him at the door, he thought he was dazzled at night.

Then he immediately shuddered and quickly met him.

"Hello Grandpa Mu!"

At this time, Zhao Mike did not look arrogant at all. He bent down and bowed respectfully and greeted him.

Mr. Mu nodded indifferently, then slowly walked to the gate and stopped, looking up at the sign of Tianxiang Pavilion.

It happened to be the guest of Tianxiang Pavilion. Although Mr. Mu rarely appears in public, most of the people who come to Tianxiang Pavilion are children in the circle.

The children of these aristocratic families grew up listening to the stories of Mr. Mu's generation. If the old men had not expanded their territory and established the country and made them marquis, they would not have visited Tianxiang Pavilion today, but were like ordinary people, experiencing the lives of cold tea, thin wine, and old women.

So Mr. Mu, who is still alive, and the other four are all spiritual totems of the children of the Sijiu City family.

When Mr. Mu, who rarely appears, stood in front of the door and looked at the plaque of Tianxiang Pavilion, he was still recognized by many people, but he didn't say anything and walked into Tianxiang Pavilion silently and tactfully.

When Zhao Mike walked up to him, Mr. Mu said, "Quan Hui's word is unique, and his talent and mind are in the generation of Sijiucheng, and there are few comparable people."

After a pause, Old Master Mu turned his head to look at Zhao Mike's mixed-blood face.

Just when Zhao Mike was seen by Mr. Mu's eyes, which made him sweat all over his body, and Wang Le and Mu Xihu also walked up, the old man finally spoke.

"Quanhui is not easy. For this transnational marriage, he gave up everything in China, including his career."

Zhao Mike was stunned. He lived abroad for many years. Later, he returned to China with his father. He never heard his family and friends tell such secrets about the past.

"If Quanhui had chosen another path back then and gave up this transnational marriage, he would not be as you are today, so don't let him down."

After Mr. Mu finished speaking, he walked into Tianxiang Pavilion with the help of Mu Xiyan.

At this time, after hearing what Mr. Mu said, Zhao Mike couldn't help but be proud of having such a father.

Only when he was born in a wealthy family can he know how difficult it is to give up everything here. At least he, Zhao Mike, could not do it, and he also believed that most people could not do it, but his father, Zhao Quanhui, did it!

Zhao Mike suddenly realized that he had never known his father at all. He turned out to be so great and unattainable.

Wang Le, who was walking behind, passed by Zhao Mike who was excited and clenched his fists.

At this moment, Wang Le envied Zhao Mike for having a father like Zhao Quanhui.
Chapter completed!