After April 1, Murong Cheng has not returned to the Mu Mansion, in addition to being busy with funeral matters, there is also Huo Fei's aftermath.

Huo Fei went to prison, but how to arrange the people under Huo Fei's subordinates and who to manage the territory all need to be considered.

Soon it will be Su Zi's birthday.

It happened that it was Saturday, and Mu Zi lied to Bai Wei in advance, saying that Zhuang Jia had a party at home, and would spend the night at Zhuang Jia's house, and would only go home on Sunday.

Bai Wei didn't have any suspicion at all, and smiled to let Mu Zi have fun.

Mu Zi was very weak-hearted. She felt that Bai Wei treated her children too ......

Alas, indescribable.

Thinking about it, it is also, but if Bai Wei is shrewd, how can she not realize her son's abnormality? But if Bai Wei is stronger and can fight for the interests of her children, how can Murong Cheng be today's Murong Cheng?

Bai Wei is such a person, sometimes she is moved by her, and sometimes she has a kind of helplessness to hate her......

After school on Friday, Mu Zi did not go home, but made an appointment with Jiang Ci, and the two pushed the shopping cart in the supermarket to buy ingredients in the supermarket.

"How about eating hot pot?" Mu Zi looked at the dazzling array of hot pot bases, and asked Jiang Ci's opinion, "No need to stir-fry, no need to steam rice, just wash and cut the vegetables, it should be very simple." ”

"Do you celebrate your own birthday or someone else's birthday?" Jiang Ci was quite speechless, looking at Mu Zi's energetic appearance, as if he was going to celebrate someone else's birthday.

"Forget it." Mu Zi smiled and said, "I am Mu Zi now, and I celebrate Su Zi's birthday, both for myself and for others." ”

"Mysterious ......" Jiang Cihu looked at her suspiciously, and muttered, "Every time I had a birthday before, I spent it with you, but this time you actually want to leave me...... Is it ......?"

She suddenly stopped and looked at Mu Zi in surprise: "You shouldn't be in early love, right?!" ”

"Poof!" Mu Zile was happy, holding the shopping cart and laughing, "I'm 26 years old, what kind of love do older leftover girls have!" ”

"That's not right." Jiang Ci looked her up and down solemnly, his eyes burning, "You must be in love." ”

Mu Zi pursed her lips and smiled, didn't answer, took the hot pot base from the shelf on the side, and asked her, "Is it better to have tomatoes or mushroom soup?" ”

"It's spicy." Jiang Ci pulled out a bag of base ingredients and quipped, "After eating, it is hot, the blood is boiling, and the heart is racing, which guarantees you to have a passionate night." ”

Mu Zi threw the spicy one out and picked out a bag of mushroom soup base, "It's better to be lighter, and it's better to have a long stream of water." ”

"Hah! You've got a situation! Jiang Ci was very surprised, and immediately followed, "Who the hell is it?" How did you meet? How old are you? What for? It can't be your classmates, right? ”

Jiang Ci didn't believe that Mu Zi would be fascinated by a teenage child, her eyes rolled, and she exclaimed, "Could it be ...... Do you play teacher-student love?! ”

I heard that there are many young talents in Gray School.

Mu Zi was picking eggs, and almost crushed the chai egg in his hand when he heard the words.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Mu Zi glanced back at her helplessly, "When the time is right, I will introduce you to you!" Don't think about it! ”

Jiang Ci listened, and continued to follow Mu Zi to help her pick vegetables, and after a while, she couldn't help but ask, "What about Mu Zening?" Now that he has figured out that Qiao Jingjia is making trouble, Mu Zening can be regarded as half an innocent, right? ”

When Mu Zi heard this, her mood was a little depressed, and she replied silently for a while: "I was with him at the beginning...... It's a mistake. ”

There was no love in the first place, and I was self-deceiving that feelings could be cultivated slowly, but now I think about this concept is really irresponsible.

If love could have sprung up easily, it should have sprung up in the four years he had pursued him.