MTL - Not Spare the Years-Chapter 119

M Moser's downfall came unexpectedly and without warning.

Before that, he had established cooperation with Jianye Baijia and was about to carry out a promising project.

Overnight, Mu Guocheng became a vegetative person lying on the hospital bed. The only heir, Mu Xueyi, who should have stood up to control the situation at this time, actually sold the company directly with the absolute control in his hand.

And the object of the sale is also jaw-dropping.

It was actually M Moser's biggest rival, Zhou Corporation.

Another week passed, and more shocking news came in the business world.

This time, Mu Xueyi directly sold the Mu family's house, and moved directly into the Zhou family's old house. The next day, he announced the news of his marriage to Zhou's president.

This series of operations is dazzling, and one is more unexpected than one.

When people reacted, rumors began to ferment uncontrollably.

Everyone said that the second young lady of the Mu family must have colluded with Zhou Zhenyue long ago. She first broke her sister, and after she took her place, she broke down her father at the speed of light, and dismantled the whole company.

A small character that was unheard of in the business world actually had such means and scheming.

Mu Xueyi was suddenly transformed into a terrifying Medusa-like woman. There were rumors that the president of the Zhou family was too naive, he was raising his wife, and raising a gu was almost the same.

That woman can swallow even her own blood relatives, and the next step might be to swallow Zhou's Anyang Dragon Head.

When Zhou Zhenyue appeared in the company the next day, everyone looked at her with pity in their eyes.

Zhou Zhenyue asked Xiao Ai next to her: "Why do they look at me like that?"

Xiao Ai whispered to her: "Everyone now says that you have been controlled by the hands behind you, just like the little emperor who is under the curtain."

Zhou Zhenyue: "What's the hand behind it?"

Xiao Ai: "It's Madam."

—Since Mu Xueyi moved back to the old house, the old man Zhou immediately instructed everyone that when referring to Mu Xueyi in the future, they should be honorably called "Mrs.".

Zhou Zhenyue remembered Mu Xueyi, who was squinting on the bed and pulling at the corner of her clothes when she woke up in the morning, humming and wanting to hug her, and couldn't help but smile.

Originally, she was a little afraid that Xueyi would suddenly lose power, lose her social status, and feel insecure. After persuading her for a long time, she wanted to give her a vice-president position next to him.

But Mu Xueyi begged her in turn:

"Please, don't lift me up, just let me be an upright trash."

Zhou Zhenyue couldn't bear to persuade any more.

In the past few years, Mu Xueyi has really worked hard and should take a good rest.

Maybe after a few years of idle time, I'm bored and want to get involved in the business world again, and it's not too late to give her a job.

After work, Zhou Zhenyue, who was usually used to working overtime for an hour, quickly packed her things and set foot on her way home without a moment's delay.

Someone at home is waiting for her.

With that in mind, every night at 6pm becomes the most anticipated time of the day.

It's Granny Graham who is helping her drive now. Ge Weinong helped Xiao Ai divide half of the workload, and Xiao Ai can be regarded as freeing up the time after get off work.

"Are you still used to working here?" Zhou Zhenyue asked casually.

Ge Weinong shrugged: "Not bad. If you can be as kind as Xueyi, I will work more comfortably."

Zhou Zhenyue joked: "It's for you to work, not for you to enjoy yourself. Push your nose on your face."

Ge Weinong immediately replied: "Look, Xueyi will never say such a thing. I saw you with Xueyi before, and I thought you were always very gentle. As a result, as soon as you left Xueyi, You are just like the king of hell, a ruthless, unblinking demon..."

Zhou Zhenyue chuckled: "You've been with her for a long time, and your words are so broken. Have you forgotten that your character was colder than mine before?"

Gravinong turned the steering wheel, recalled the past, and smiled, "Yeah, it's amazing. How can your wife melt icebergs like this?"

Zhou Zhenyue just smiled and shook her head.

"By the way," she mentioned the matter when she saw that she was about to arrive home, "Our wedding is scheduled for the tenth of next month. I will send you the prepared invitations, remember to make them according to the number of copies."

Ge Weilong: "In such a hurry to get married?"

Zhou Zhenyue was helpless: "She and I have been together for almost eight years, so what else are you procrastinating on?"

Ge Weinong smiled: "That's right."

When I returned to the old house, half of the sun in the sky had sunk into the back of the mountain, and an orange hat was still exposed.

After sending Zhou Zhenyue off, Ge Weinong quickly went home to accompany his wife. When Zhou Zhenyue walked into the door, she said, "I'm back."

But there was no movement in the hallway.

Maybe in the house?

She crossed the fallen leaf path, opened the door, entered the living room, and said again, "I'm back."

The servants greeted her.

She looked around and didn't see that person coming to greet her, but she couldn't help but grabbed the servant and asked, "Where's Madam?"

The servant replied, "The madam accompanied the old man to visit his comrades in arms. The old man said that he will be back in about an hour, and you can just wait at home."

Zhou Zhenyue glanced at the wall clock, sighed, and sat on the sofa.

It's only an hour, just wait.

She picked up the stack of newspapers that the old man put there, trying to kill time.

After watching it for a long time, the left leg pressed the right leg, and the right leg pressed the left leg, and it felt like a long time had passed.

She glanced at the wall clock again.

tsk...

How come it's only been three minutes?

There was silence for a while.

Zhou Zhenyue put down the newspaper, picked up the car keys on the coffee table, and asked the servant, "Which uncle are they visiting?"

Maid: "It's Secretary Jin."

Zhou Zhenyue walked out, "Okay, I see."

The servant asked, "Aren't you waiting?"

Zhou Zhenyue: "No wait, I'll go pick her up directly."

Watching Zhou Zhenyue go out, the servants covered their mouths and laughed:

President Zhou has become more and more inseparable from his wife recently.

After visiting Secretary Jin, Zhou Fengnian took Mu Xueyi to bid them farewell.

Secretary Jin held Zhou Fengnian's hand and repeatedly urged: "You must remember to send me invitations for Xiao Yue Ya'er's wedding."

Zhou Fengnian had a bit of a sly smile on his face: "Okay, I see. Your son has to hurry up too. If there is a suitable one, hurry up and take it home to have a look."

Secretary Jin's son was a little helpless to be urged to marry by his elders, "Grandpa Zhou, stop provoking my dad."

Zhou Fengnian shrugged, "Hey, who told my granddaughter to get married, my old man will inevitably worry a lot."

The Jin family could see how happy Mr. Zhou was about the marriage, and he was also happy for him, and it was a good congratulations.

After saying goodbye, the old man took Mu Xueyi's hand, his face flushed red.

"Girl Xue, accompany me to see Old Man Sun tomorrow. That's my old comrade-in-arms too. I have to show him how beautiful my grandson's daughter-in-law is, hahahaha..."

Mu Xueyi obediently agreed: "Okay, whatever Grandpa says is fine."

The two men went out the door and were about to get into the car when they saw another familiar black Bentley parked behind their car.

Zhou Zhenyue was leaning against the car door, apparently waiting here for a while.

"Ayue!" Mu Xueyi smiled and hurried over.

When she approached, Zhou Zhenyue immediately took her hand, and her stiff eyebrows were loosened.

The old man Zhou sighed and asked his granddaughter: "I didn't tell you, I'll go back right away, so I can't wait? Do you have to come all the way?"

Zhou Zhenyue pursed her lips, she bowed her head to the old man's questioning, and answered respectfully and seriously:

"Grandpa, I miss her."

The tone is extremely serious, but the content is extremely moving.

Mu Xueyi's heart warmed, and Zhou Zhenyue clasped her fingers together.

The old man Zhou shook his head, "Okay, I know you need to be tired, and my old man doesn't make light bulbs anymore."

He patted Mu Xueyi on the shoulder, "Girl Xue, take her car."

"Okay," Mu Xueyi said again very thoughtfully, "It's okay, grandpa, I'll only accompany her for this part of the journey, and I'll accompany you to watch the war movie with you when I get home."

But the old man Zhou said: "Come on, you should spend more time with her today. You can't have the same room from tomorrow."

Zhou Zhenyue: "…"

Mu Xueyi: "?"

The old man smiled, "Didn't Crescent Moon tell you? According to the Zhou family's tradition, the newlyweds cannot meet, eat at the same table, or share the same bed one month before they get married. It may be difficult for you not to meet. Different desks and different rooms must be obeyed, right? Your new bedroom has been cleaned up for you, and you must sleep in separate rooms tomorrow."

Zhou Zhenyue tried to speak: "Grandpa..."

The old man raised his hand: "Don't talk about it. The Zhou family has always abide by the ancestral teachings, you better understand something."

Mu Xueyi took the initiative to say, "Okay grandpa, I will listen to you."

The old man was very satisfied with Mu Xueyi's well-behaved, nodded, and went back to his car.

When the old man's car drove away, Zhou Zhenyue sighed softly, "...Why are there so many breaking the rules."

This is the first time that Mu Xueyi heard Zhou Zhenyue complain about the rules at home, and she couldn't help laughing, "Your family has many rules, and it's not the first day you know about it."

Zhou Zhenyue: "When my child gets married, I will definitely abolish this item."

Mu Xueyi blushed and turned to leave.

"Who wants to give birth to a child for you."

A voice of resentment floated leisurely in the evening wind.

"Xueyi," Zhou Zhenyue caught up and explained immediately, "I don't mean to ask you to have a child, I just express my dissatisfaction. It doesn't matter, for things like children, you can have them if you want to, or not if you don't want to. Don't have any psychological burden. If you think about a lifetime of two people, we will never want children..."

Mu Xueyi stopped and smiled, "Okay, I don't blame you, your reaction is great."

Zhou Zhenyue held her hand, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "childbirth is a very important thing, I just...don't want to cause you any pressure."

Mu Xueyi turned her head and looked at the empty street in the distance, her voice softened.

"However, it's really too early to say this, the marriage hasn't ended yet..."

The tips of Zhou Zhenyue's ears turned red, and under the streetlights, they glowed with a citrus-like orange color.

She also looked away, looked at another street in the distance, and muttered in a low voice:

"Um…"

The author has something to say: can't wait to write a past life story hhh

The story before rebirth, I want to write a little longer and a little thinner

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