? "Today is my last day to cook for you. From now on, you can go to the restaurant to order food by yourself." "

The dinner was very rich, six dishes and one soup, which was a bit extravagant. After Yang Yan brought the soup, his face turned slightly red, he sighed slightly, and said to Qin Mu.

"Are you ready?" Qin Mu knew what was going on, but he still showed a confused expression.

"Pretend, just pretend. I don't know who asked the United States to send me a message." Yang Yan spoke to Qin Mu in this tone for the first time. Pang Xia, whose rosy face was even more intense. She sat down unwillingly, picked up a bite of the dish with chopsticks, and then said with some complaints: "I'm planning to take a few more days off, why is it so fast? Do you dislike me? You want to send me away quickly?" This sentence is ambiguous, but Yang Yan can't help it.

Qin Mu shook his head wrongly and defended: "I don't know anything. You are thinking too much."

Yang Yan snorted, sat in a coquettish manner on the chair, and picked up food into his bowl with chopsticks. Qin Mu looked at a hill gradually rising from her bowl, and couldn't help but remind him: "Hey, if you pick it up again, you'll become Mount Everest."

Yang Yan yelled, then she realized that she was a little distracted and had unknowingly put a plate of dishes into the bowl. She didn't know what she was thinking about just now, but she felt messy and empty, as if she had no idea what she wanted to rely on.

Qin Mu saw Yang Yan's appearance and guessed her thoughts. People were afraid that they would have a habit. Once the balance was broken, it would be difficult to say clearly. He sighed, and for the first time he took the initiative to reach out and hold Yang Yan's white and tender hand on the table. Yang Yan struggled back in surprise, and was greedy for the warmth of Qin Mu's palms, and blushed and agreed to Qin Mu's abruptness.

Ordinary people would use this ambiguous action to say some jokes, but Qin Mu did not. With his current energy, what kind of woman he wanted, did not do anything that could do? Qin Mu was a good official, so how could he have free time to do these things? He stared at Yang Yan clearly, and his voice was low and magnetic, and said: "Yang Yan, you are a unique artist and a woman with considerable capital. I am not afraid to tell you that Qin Mu has many women, and every woman is not inferior to you."

The last sentence was straightforward and hurtful, and Yang Yan's face suddenly became a little pale. In fact, it was so obvious that Qin Mu never said anything wrong to Yang Yan, nor did he do anything. Today, he was very cross-border. Yang Yan always leaned on Qin Mu. In her mind, since she could not escape the fate of becoming someone else's mistress, she had to choose someone who would like her. If Qin Mu had not appeared, Yang Yan would have chosen another extreme path. However, with Qin Mu, when she was confused and helpless, the first thing she thought of was the name Qin Mu, and then gradually fell into decline, and her heart was deeper and deeper on Qin Mu.

Qin Mu looked directly at Yang Yan's hazy gaze, smiled mockingly, and continued, "I'm not a gentleman. If you want, we can go to the bed and fulfill your wish now. But is this result what you want?" Qin Mu let go of Yang Yan's hand, leaned back, put his left leg on his right leg, and whispered: "I'm afraid this is just a helpless choice."

Yang Yan was told deep in his heart by Qin Mu, and his eyes became more and more confused. He placed his little hands on the table, unconsciously pinching the palm of his right hand with the thumb of his left hand, but he didn't feel much pain.

Qin Mu nodded, shook his head gently, stood up and walked back, and said as he walked: "Actually, you don't have to do this. I once said that I will help you not for your body, but for a dream." He stopped at the door, turned around and looked at Yang Yan seriously, and repeated the sentence: "Yes, it's for a dream."

After saying that, Qin Mu opened the door and walked out.

The door was closed heavily, and Yang Yan seemed to have just woken up in a dream and had a cold war. She stood up mechanically, tidied up the table mechanically, cleaned the room again, and cleaned it all, and then plunged into the bedroom. Soon, the whole room was shrouded in the crying sounds.

The next day when Qin Mu opened the door, he found a bunch of keys under the door. He picked it up, looked at the locked security door opposite, and shook his head and returned to the house. Yang Yan had already left. Qin Mu knew that he liked Yang Yan, but this kind of love was a bit deformed. He just wanted Yang Yan to live a good life and not to go on the road of Qin Mu's previous life, but to devote more art to the public, which was the most satisfying result for Qin Mu.

Putting Yang Yan's affairs aside, Qin Mu devoted himself to his life again. In the morning, he hummed a little tune and cleaned up the house. He felt a little tired, so he called his cousin Gao Jie, who was in college in Beijing, and asked her to come over and find a nanny with Qin Mu. With such a big house, the hostess is often away, and Qin Mu really doesn't have the time to delay doing housework.

Gao Jie got the Phantom sports car given by Weng Wenhua a few years ago, and she was really energetic. Although the car was left in the garage for two years before it was in her hands, Classic is always a classic. The name of a rich girl who drove Phantom to college made Gao Jie surrounded by many admirers.

This time Gao Jie came here and brought two female classmates. The three girls chattered to Qin Mu's door. Gao Jie carefully told her two companions that she must not talk nonsense when she arrived at her brother's house, that would cause death.

"Oh, Gao Jie, you still have people who are afraid of. I think you are the biggest in the world." Huang Ling said with a smile: "Is your starry-god handsome? Do you have money? Your brother has no chance to get married, so it's not good to be your cousin's wife."

"That's right, nobility, no matter how rich you don't fall into the fields of outsiders, you can do it. Let's help our sisters, be lovers, and you don't ask for anything else for a month." Another girl, Qi Rou, was also joking.

"Shh, you're going to die. My cousin's wife has the rank of colonel. Be careful that she will pull a team of special forces to lock up your small dark room." Gao Jie stuck out her tongue. The three best friends talked about everything, so they also knew that Gao Jie's family was an amazing family, but they didn't know so clearly what specific position they had.

Gao Jie gave a few more instructions, and then knocked on the door gently. When the two girls saw Gao Jie, who was so energetic in the school, came here, they also restrained their minds and stopped talking. In their hearts, Qin Mu had been portrayed as a cold uncle, and the uncle was holding a thick wooden stick in his hand.

Qin Mu heard the knock on the door and opened it. When he saw Gao Jie, he smiled and said, "Little girl, here you are here." Then he saw two young and beautiful little girls behind her, and said enthusiastically: "Come in. I have a document here to move, you can sit down first."

As he said that, he let the three girls come into the room, pointed to the living room and said, "You do it yourself, tea, coffee, drinks, fruits, Gao Jie takes good care of your friends, I'll be fine in a while." As he said that, Qin Mu nodded to the two girls, walked into the study, and closed the door tightly.

After seeing Qin Mu, the two girls couldn't move their eyes away. When Qin Mu walked into the study, the two of them screamed in shock, holding Gao Jie on the left and right, forcing her on the sofa, and both said viciously: "Is this your starling? Oh my God, why do you look about the same age as you, and you are so handsome, even better than the most handsome guy in our school."

"That's right, gentle and elegant manners, everyone's style is simply the perfect male protagonist in Qiong Yao's works. Gao Jie, you are blind, such a good starling, why do you say he is terrible?"

Gao Jie was dizzy when asked by two best friends, and quickly surrendered with both hands and defended: "You just don't know when you see him well. He is so powerful that he can scare people to death."

The two girls didn't believe it, and a few of them were fighting and talking about Qin Mu, and praised Qin Mu for having such a large house in the capital, young and promising, etc.

The sound insulation of the study was very good. Qin Mu could not hear the sound of fighting outside, but looked at the hundreds of words of the report. In this report, Qin Mu recalled some figures from the end of the 20th century, listed some data according to the development trend of the capital, and made some estimates of the action of building the Fourth Ring Road in the capital. Of course, he would not easily take out this report before seeing the drawings. This is Qin Mu's killer weapon in his experience.

After reading it roughly, Qin Mu modified a few more numbers, then nodded with satisfaction, put the report on the desk, called Dou Bin and UEFA Champions League respectively, and asked if they wanted to change their ideas and make some money. When the two brothers heard that Qin Mu had some money in their mouths, it was not a small amount, and it must be a large piece of fat. However, one of them was in the northwest and the other was in the south, but they couldn't get back, and there was no way to explain it clearly on the phone, so UEFA Champions League asked the fourth brother of the family to rush back from Bei Liao, while Dou Bin entrusted the fifth brother of the family. Now there is a studio in Beijing to meet Qin Mu.

After contacting this place, Qin Mu walked back to the bedroom, changed into a more casual dress, and prepared a sun hat and sunglasses. When he walked out of the study, he happened to hear Gao Jie explaining there: "My star is twenty-seven, you two should take less thought."

"What's wrong with Twenty-seven? It looks similar to us. Go and ask my brother, how did he maintain it?"

Qin Mu smiled bitterly, and he also wanted to increase his official power with a more mature taste. But for some reason, now he looks only twenty years old, and his beard is not so obvious, just like a little white-faced person.

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