C16 Hostess

Mu Shaofeng's eyes were deep and his sexy lips were slightly raised. He sneered, "You think that Xiao Ye is an idiot, that you can hide the matter of you marrying into the Mu Family from him? Not only him, even your superiors all know your identity. Only a fool like you would foolishly keep those so-called secrets, which are as laughable as a clown's joke. "

His sneer, in Mo Ke's ears, was as sharp as a knife, stabbing her heart. She clenched her fist tightly, her face alternating between white and red, as she roared repressively, "In your eyes, I am just a clown, but a clown also has dignity! "Mu Second Young Master, don't think that you can laugh at others just because you are always acting so haughty!"

Mu Shaofeng's gaze darkened and his face turned extremely ugly. He was emitting a cold and ruthless aura. Mo Ke was still angry and turned a blind eye to his anger. She shouted angrily towards the front row, "Stop! I want to get off!"

Wang Fan obviously wouldn't listen to her. He looked at his Boss through the rearview mirror.

Mu Shaofeng said coldly, "Stop the car!"

Mo Ke sometimes hated her character. She was like a cannon. As long as someone poked her in the ribs and ignited her core, she would explode with a loud bang. The explosion felt good, but after the explosion, her anger would disappear and she would realize her mistake.

Like now.

She sat in the taxi and thought back to Mu Shaofeng's actions today. Although his attitude wasn't very good and he was very domineering, he had his good intentions after all. He sent her to the hospital hungry to help her ask for a leave of absence and even insisted on taking her to eat with him. Even though what she said was the truth … However, it was still inappropriate... He always had the feeling that he was returning a favor for an enemy.

Mo Ke covered her face in guilt.

After hesitating for a moment, she took out her phone. She wanted to send a text message to him to apologize to him, but that damned pride of hers made it hard for her to put down her pride …

The quiet garden was just like its name. The entire yard was quiet.

The afternoon sun shone down on the courtyard, covering the courtyard with a warm layer of golden light. The emerald green plants stretched out freely, and a colorful butterfly danced in the air, appearing tranquil and auspicious.

After Nanny Wang went down the mountain to shop, Xiao Yue went downstairs to clean up. Mo Ke was sunbathing in the sun on the balcony, her tense life suddenly relaxed and she felt bored. She squinted her eyes and looked into the distance, feeling lost and lost.

"Grand Young Mistress, is there anything else you need?" Xiao Yue suddenly appeared at the door of the master bedroom.

Mo Ke turned to look at her and smiled. "No need, thank you."

"Then I'll go clean the study. If you need anything, just call me."

Study room? After marrying into Mu Family for so many days, Mo Ke didn't even know how many rooms she had in her villa. Suddenly, she felt that she had failed her duty and called out to Xiao Yue who was about to leave, "Xiao Yue, can I go to the study room and take a look?"

"Of course, you are the mistress of the quiet garden." Xiao Yue blinked, a bright smile blossoming on her young face.

Mistress? No, she was just someone who had lived here for ten years.

The study room was filled with all kinds of books, the smell of ink filled the air, the large window was covered with a white muslin, and on the wall facing the desk hung a painting that was more than one meter tall. The woman in the oil painting wore a long white dress and stood on the edge of a field, the breeze blew up her skirt, revealing her delicate white feet, her face was extremely beautiful, and her lips bloomed with a gentle smile, calm and beautiful.

There was a signature below the oil painting. It was Mu Lianghan's name.

Xiao Yue saw that Mo Ke was staring at the painting in a daze, and said in a rather ostentatious manner, "That was painted by the eldest young master himself. The eldest young master looks really good when he paints it."

The woman in the painting was really beautiful. Mu Lianghan was able to show her beauty vividly and was able to completely depict the tender love in her eyes. He probably liked her, right?

Mo Ke's heart suddenly felt very uncomfortable. Had she caused a pair of lovers to be separated between Yin and Yang? She opened her mouth, her voice hoarse, "Xiao Yue, did young master ever have someone he liked in the past?"

Xiao Yue tilted her head and pondered for a moment, "Maybe so, but I'm not too sure, and I've never heard of him spreading the rumours..." Thinking of something, she suddenly screamed out, "Ya, I remember now. When Eldest Young Master just came back from studying abroad, he was once drunk and even called out a person's name. Maybe, maybe that's the person he once liked!"

Mo Ke asked nervously, "Do you remember what his name was?"

Xiao Yue shook her head awkwardly, "I don't remember, that was a long time ago. Grand Young Mistress, is there a problem?"

Mo Ke smiled. "It's fine. I was just casually asking. Go ahead and do what you need to do. I'll look around."

There were all kinds of books on the bookshelf. There were Chinese classical literature, also world-famous books, encyclopedias in foreign languages, and from the books on the bookshelf, one could see Mu Lianghan's taste. As Mo Ke's understanding of him deepened, the guilt in her heart grew.

To her surprise, there was a studio at the end of the corridor. On the wall, there were a few framed landscape paintings, and on the easel, there was a half-finished sketch of a woman with bright eyes and a smile. It was the woman in the oil painting that she had seen in the study.

Mo Ke's fingers trembled as she caressed the painting. If it wasn't for that car accident, this painting would have been completed long ago. But now, it could never be finished.

After a long silence, she put the cane aside, sat down on the chair in front of the easel, picked up a pencil, closed her eyes, and imagined Mu Lianghan in her mind. Every night before she went to bed, every morning after she woke up, she would look at his picture.

Her fingers moved the brush, quickly drawing on the white paper. By the time she stopped, a familiar face had already formed on the white paper.

It was the appearance of Mu Lianghan smiling gently.

She hugged the drawing paper tightly to her chest.

Mo Ke opened her eyes. She was already lying in her bedroom. As long as she tilted her head slightly, she would be able to see Mu Lianghan's gentle and light smile. Her sketch of Mu Lianghan was neatly laid out on the bedside table.

Suddenly, her phone rang. She reached for it and put it to her ear.

"Ke, I heard from Lanchen that you sprained your leg. Have you seen a doctor? Is it serious? "

Hearing her best friend Gu Xiaoqiao's familiar voice, Mo Ke smiled, "I've seen a doctor. It's nothing serious. Xiaoqiao, when will you be back?"

Gu Xiaoqiao giggled. "Why?" You miss me? There's still half a month left. This trip abroad was really tiring. Do you know what's the scariest thing about it? Eat Western food! I wanted to vomit when I smelled Western food. Fortunately, my Empress Dowager had foresight and gave me a jar of chili sauce before she left, as well as a few bags of instant noodles … "Oh, Master Kang's taste is simply delicious …"

Mo Ke laughed heartily. "Hey, sister, aren't you exaggerating too much? Aren't there a lot of Chinese restaurants in Europe?"

Gu Xiaoqiao lamented, "We were trapped inside the school almost every day. You know, it's rare to learn outside the country, if we don't learn all the good things of the other party, will our dean cry?"