Fall In Love With A Fickle CEO

Chapter 1

###Chapter1,Look at yourself

Morning Light.

A series of clean and dazzling lights illuminated the luxurious palace-like houses. The stairs were swept clean by the servants who woke up early in the morning, and not even the fallen leaves could be seen. After cleaning up, the servants hurriedly lowered their heads and walked away. Their faces were pale and their faces were ashen, but they were still unable to prevent the murderous and furious atmosphere in the luxurious living room. "Hua la!" A teacup was thrown out and smashed on the stairs!!

Lan Xi was so frightened that he shook his shoulders, and only then did he completely wake up.

Her lips were dry, and she licked it. Only then did she see that the man sitting on the sofa with slight white hair on his temples was already so angry that his face turned green.

She looked down at herself again. Her hair was messy, and the red wine left stains on her white shirt. She looked tired and confused. The school uniform's hemline was broken, and the two white legs inside were twisting uneasily.

She pulled down her little hand and covered it. She cried in a low voice, "Dad!"

An old man raised his trembling finger and said, "Don't call me... Mu Lanxi, don't call me, I don't have a daughter like you... Look at yourself, ah? Take a look in the mirror, take a look!"

As she spoke, she pulled her collar to the upstairs.

"What great strength!"

Lan Xi sucked in a breath of cold air. His red face was a little scared, and he looked at him nervously and timidly, "Dad! Dad, don't pull... I... my skirt is broken!!"

Mu Mingsheng looked at the skirt hem of her school uniform with anger, and he didn't mention it at all. He almost went over.

A beautiful woman quickly came up to hold him, and she said in a crisp and soft voice, "Ming Sheng!"

The middle-aged man was a little better.

"Ming Sheng, don't be angry. He'll be back at 11 o'clock today. The butler's call says he'll be here soon. Don't be so angry." The beautiful woman followed him on his back and said worriedly, "Lanxi is young and doesn't know how to behave. It's understandable for her to occasionally indulge herself, isn't it?"

Lanxi became even more clear-headed after hearing this sudden cry. His little face immediately became ice-cold.

"Did I ask you to intercede for me?" She frowned and said coldly, "And, who did you say want to come?"

The woman's face froze, and she didn't dare to lift her head. She looked like she was soft and patient.

Mu Mingsheng became even more furious. He picked up the lamp next to him and smashed it towards Lanxi's small leg!

"Bang!!" "Hiss—!" Lanxi was so painful that she staggered in pain.

Damn, she forgot that her father used to be the commander of Lu Zhan's army when he was young. His strength was definitely not to be underestimated. At this moment, her legs were so painful that they were weak, and her little face was pale.

"Think about what you did last night!!" Mu Mingsheng roared.

Lan Xi's small body squatted down, lowered his head, and massaged his calves with his hands. Tears welled up in his eyes as he endured his severe headache. He thought about what he had done last night—

Yesterday's school holiday was over, and the second year of senior high school officially ended. After a month and a half, she officially entered the black senior high school in the sea and enjoyed a rare free time. What's more, she was in a bad mood. Was it too much for her to celebrate with a few friends? She drank wine and sang songs. In the box, her face was still red and she shouted, "Little sister, I have something on my mind... I just want to get married like an elder brother..."

—This is outrageous?

Lanxi felt wronged. She frowned and wanted to explain, but suddenly she remembered one thing, and her face suddenly turned red.

Yes, nothing bad happened when they were drinking karaoke last night. Something bad happened when they went back.

###Chapter2, You Are Here!

At the side, there were girls who began to snicker, and the boys started to boo. There were even people who clapped together and shouted, "Mulanxi! Mulanxi!"

But after waiting for a long time, there was no movement from the sales machine, and she was stunned!

"That's a lie!"

"A bear! It turned out that it was just putting on an act on the roadside. Where did it take effect on itself?"

Lanxi's alcohol strength was piqued, and his heart was already filled with grievances and sadness. He patted the automatic sales machine and shouted, "Sold out the money and return it to me!!"

At this time, she had not noticed that those students all kept silent and dared not to breathe out. They just put their long, slender, white and tender fingers into their mouths and felt indignant until a broad palm touched her shoulder.

"Lanxi." A hint of worry could be heard in her loving voice.

She looked back impatiently, her sweaty face shining in the darkness. It took her a moment to see that the loving face was actually her uncle, who loved her the most since she was young.

Her heart thumped. Then she turned her head slightly and saw a few cars parked on the side of the road. Her beloved aunt was leaning against the car with an embarrassed look. In another car, her father was livid and several important top officials in political circles.

Without a doubt, her father must have thrown caution to the wind for the imminent crisis of Mu Enterprises. With the little relationship she had when she was in the army, he had invited all the key figures in the political and business circles with a grand feast.

—Therefore, at that moment, she did not lose her own face, but the face of the Mu Family!

When he thought of this, Lanxi's little face was burning hot, and there was a glimmer of sparkling under his long eyelashes. He hung his head and did not say anything.

"I really don't want to see this disappointing thing!" Mu Mingsheng was furious. He held his chest and endured the heart beating violently. He turned to the gentle woman next to him. "When will Ying Chen arrive?"

Hearing this, the woman looked gentler. Just as she said, "Yichen, he..." The motor stopped at the door.

That soft sound made the woman's expression cheerful like never before. She said in a low voice, "You're here!"

As if it was something of extreme joy and encouragement.

The dazzling dawn light that was spread over the floor of the living room was quietly waiting. In a trance, it was broken by a shadow. He was so calm that his leather shoes stepped on people's hearts steadily and slowly. His handsome and straight shadow was highlighted bit by bit. The chamberlain next to him seemed to be shorter. He was the one who led him in, but it seemed that he was the master of this luxurious hall. His aura was intimidating from far away.

Lan Xi was originally uninterested, but at this moment, he also lazily raised his eyes.

The man was still carrying his luggage. When he arrived at the living room, his footsteps became slower and slower. When his cold eyes swept over here, he obviously softened. Then he lowered his eyes, put the luggage down, and said in a low voice the moment he looked up, "Mom."

The woman smiled gently, and there were even tears in her eyes. She was so excited that she didn't know what to do. She clenched her hand and responded excitedly, "Hey, Ying Chen, you are here. Come and see you..."

The man inserted his hand into his trouser pocket, stared at the woman with his deep eyes, and interrupted her. "I'm a little tired. I'll stay here for ten minutes, and then I'll go back and settle down. Ten minutes, no hurry."

Some words were simple and easy to make clear. A few minutes was enough.

The woman's face suddenly looked a little embarrassed.

Compared with her coming, Mu Mingsheng was even more excited. However, decades of experience in the business field made him still as steady as a mountain. His bloodshot eyes trembled a little. He held the woman's hand and said in a low, hoarse voice, "Ruqing, you are not in a hurry." In order to appease Mu Yichen's mood, he said in a low and deep voice, "Lanxi, you get up and get to know Huang Chen first. He is your son. He is twenty-five years old and has been abroad, so you have no chance to see him. You should call him brother, you..."

But when Mu Mingsheng saw her little body on the ground in a mess, he couldn't help but frown—

###Chapter3,A sharp confrontation

"Go and change your clothes and wash up first! We'll come back later!"

There was anger in his low voice.

Lanxi's clear eyes looked over, and her clear little face gradually became pale. Even the thin blood vessels in her neck could be seen clearly. She said in a light voice, "He is Auntie's son. In fact, he is also your father's son, isn't he?"

This man was twenty-five years older than her by seven years. That was to say, when Lanxi's mother was still alive, even before Lanxi was born, her father had already had an affair with this woman called Mo Ruqing for decades.

So he was her brother, her biological brother.

The man standing in the faint light of dawn raised his eyebrows and looked at her with his long and cold eyes.

Mo Ruqing felt a little embarrassed. He stood up from Mu Mingsheng's side and walked over with a hint of grace and grace. Taking a light breath, he gently leaned over and held Lanxi's hand. "Lanxi, your body is a little dirty. Let me take you..."

"That's enough!"

Lan Xi frowned and interrupted her. She raised her small head and said, "If my mother was still alive, she definitely wouldn't dislike me like this! How long have you been here? When did this family have the chance to order and order you around?!"

Yes, she hated him. Of course, she hated him. Her mother died less than three months ago. Her husband married another one before her body turned cold. Now, there was an unknown brother. What should she do?

The sharp words were like sharp thorns that made Mo Wanru's face freeze. She stretched out her hand and froze in place.

The man's eyes suddenly burst out a cold light at this moment, and shot over like a knife.

Then before Mu Ming was about to lose his temper, Lan Xi stood up and patted the stain and embarrassment on his body that couldn't be wiped away. He turned his face and ran upstairs, his little hand constantly hanging down to pull the dress to block his legs.

The atmosphere in the living room was tense and stiff.

Mu Mingsheng lowered his head and gave a light cough. He looked up at Mu Yichen with a kind gaze and said, "Don't take offense, Yichen. I've spoilt this little girl. Actually, she's always a good girl. You'll understand after getting along with her for a long time. It's just that you've just returned to China, and you're already staying here..." He was at a loss for words. He wanted to say, "Is it not good to stay here for Daddy?" But after all, he had slighted them both for decades. He felt guilty and continued in his heart, "I won't treat you shabbily here."

Mu Yichen looked down, and the light condensed into a charming light and shadow between his eyebrows, but he didn't say anything.

After a long while, he looked up at his watch and said in a low voice, "I'll go first. We'll talk about it tomorrow."

After that, he bent down to pick up the simple luggage, turned around, and strode out.

Mo Ruqing also caught up.

"Miss Mo—" The butler came up and suddenly changed his tone. "Oh, no, Madam, isn't Young Master eating breakfast here? The kitchen is ready."

There was a slight sweat on Mo Ruqing's forehead, and she forced a smile on her beautiful face.

"No, he doesn't like to change his decision. I'll say something to him and then come back. Don't worry."