"Whether it's for Song Ci or not, he has already attacked the Huo family, which is enough to show how terrifying he is."
Su Chang'an let out a long breath, and he didn't have the strength to fight Huo Muchen again.
"Xue Ning, dad doesn't want to embarrass you, but if you don't apologize, the Su family will go bankrupt." Su Changan said.
Su Xuening's eyes were scarlet, and she clenched her phone tightly, unable to send out an apology announcement.
But if she doesn't send it again, AK and the Su family will double attack, she will not only lose the support of AK, but also won't even have the capital to fight with Song Ci.
After a long while, Su Xuening nodded as if in compromise.
Su Changan's eyes finally showed relief: "Xue Ning, if you be patient now, after the engagement, the Su family will settle in the Huo family, and sooner or later you will get what you want."
A few minutes later, in the name of AK Vice President, Su Xuening issued an apology message.
"I apologize to Mrs. Huo on my own behalf for the unintentional harm I caused to Mrs. Huo. Yesterday, there were rumors on the Internet about bad rumors about me and Mr. Huo of M&R. They were all rumors. Mr. Huo and I only have a cooperative relationship and there is no relationship between a man and a woman. Please Please stop spreading rumors.”
As soon as the scarf came out, a crowd of melon-eating people moved their benches and started eating melon!
"Who is this Su Xuening? At first glance, she is not as good as Mrs. Huo. Mr. Huo is not blind. Of course he will choose our beautiful and invincible little fairy!"
"What have you been doing for a long time? It's only now that you've started to issue a statement. Don't you think it's ridiculous?"
"Mr. Huo has finished protecting his wife by himself, so I use you to pretend to be a good person here. Get lost!"
"Harvest Mr. Huo who only loves his wife. Mr. Huo only loves his wife. It has nothing to do with Su Hening. Don't eat melons!"
"Mr. Huo is mighty, directly block the rumor-mongering newspaper!"
Su Xuening's mentality immediately collapsed when she saw the flood of comments.
She smashed the screen of her mobile phone and walked out the door. Hatred flooded her mind like a tide: "Yan Baichuan, how dare you play me! Don't even think about cooperating with AK!"
The man sitting across from the computer squinted his eyes, his dark eyes were extremely sinister, and he leaned back on the soft chair lazily.
He opened his slender fingertips casually, glanced at it, and then smiled.
"Third brother, someone delivered it next door to you, and the people in the Ciyuan picked it up. I'll send the good news to the Yan family first."
After reading it, Huo Muchen directly deleted the message, said nothing, and stopped processing the unfinished documents in his hand.
He changed his mind and walked back to the master bedroom.
In the master bedroom, only a few witty rays of sunlight squeezed in and sprinkled into the jet-black soft quilt.
The door was ajar, Huo Muchen pushed it open and went in.
Song Ci was still in a coma, Huo Muchen deliberately lightened his steps, walked to the bedside, and saw the kingsize being scratched a few centimeters at a glance, and the corners of his lips curled up fondly.
He looked down at Song Ci's fair and rosy cheeks, and rubbed the back of his fingers against her fair and tender skin: "Get up."
Song Ci was woken up, closed his eyes, rubbed his face: "It's still early."
"I have to go to the company today to deal with the follow-up of the acquisition." Huo Muchen squeezed her waist: "I'll take you to wash up first, pass the portrait to big brother, and then accompany me to the company, okay?"
Song Ci's waist was pinched itchy, he opened his sleepy eyes, rubbed against his arms again, and said in a low voice, "Hug me."
Huo Mu was angry and laughed, stretched out his hands to hug Song Ci, pulled his thin coat, wrapped him up, and went to the bathroom.
"Honey, have you dealt with yesterday's matter?"
"After taking care of it, the Yan family will no longer be a threat to us." Huo Mu Chenyuan didn't take the Yan family seriously. He just didn't like it, so he would teach him a lesson.
Song Ci nodded and was helped to wash up before he regained his energy.
"Go to the study first and sort out the design drawings." Huo Muchen said while helping others to dress: "I'll prepare a meal and wait for you downstairs."
"Huo Muchen, this weekend is grandpa's birthday party. If I can't make the design drawings and programs in a week, will the Huo family..." Song Ci's hidden worries were slowly revealed.
In a low voice, Huo Muchen coaxed her and said, "No, they have no right to talk about you."
Now that Huo has been taken away from several important projects, it will only be so busy that no one dares to challenge Huo Muchen anymore.
"But, I don't want to embarrass you."
Song Ci thought: "If it really can't be done, how many people in the Huo family are secretly laughing at her and Huo Muchen, wishing to throw their faces on the ground and step on them hard!"
"Xiao Ci, I am lucky that you can be Mrs. Huo."
With just one word, Huo Muchen coaxed the little girl's mood away from the dark clouds immediately.
Song Ci looked at Huo Muchen with a smile, but secretly made up his mind to complete the project as soon as possible.
It is impossible to completely restore the previous life, but Song Ci can add creativity to the height restoration. This is also the inspiration that Huo Mochen got after the continuous upgrade of the version in the previous life.
Song Ci felt like a thief, secretly using something from his previous life!
Huo Muchen touched her head, then turned and went downstairs.
"Xiao Ci, come down early, I will miss you."
After Song Ci responded sweetly, he went to the study in a familiar way, and rubbed the soles of his shoes on the mat at the door before entering.
After she found the portrait, she took Huo Muchen's mobile phone, scanned it directly and sent it to her elder brother, and then sorted out the design drawings that she had stayed up all night to come out with.
A text message came from the phone again.
"Third brother, Master Zhou has been 'invited' to return to China by us. Third brother, don't forget to bring the design draft." Lu Ziyan said.
Song Ci frowned, design draft?
She touched the documents carefully on the desk, handling them as gently as possible without moving them at all.
If you move a little bit, Mr. Huo will definitely be keenly aware of it!
Song Ci opened the lower drawer, his eyes widened instantly, and there was an entire drawer full of design paper, each of which was engraved with a design drawing of a ring setting, and the date and a sentence were written in the corner with a signature pen.
"There is only one day left before marrying Xiao Ci."
She couldn't help but look down at the ring on her finger bone, her eyes darkened, and she murmured to herself: "Is it the design of the ring?"
Song Ci couldn't stop his hands from shaking and dragged up a stack of design drawings.
Passed by one by one.
"There are two days left before marrying Xiao Ci."
"There are three days left before marrying Xiao Ci."
There is a thick stack, and there are countless sheets.
Song Ci covered his mouth with his hands, his eyes were filled with tears, his lips trembled uncontrollably, and he sucked his nose hard.
It turned out that Huo Muchen was so perfunctory when dealing with his son's room, but he never was perfunctory when dealing with her. A single ring was designed for such a long time.
The warm breath approached his back suddenly, interrupting Song Ci's thoughts, and his wandering consciousness gradually returned.
Song Ci's heart beat twice, his white teeth hooked his lower lip, and he didn't dare to turn his head.
There are only two people in the villa, and they belong to someone alone. It's hard for her to tell the difference.
Who else could it be?
Someone just leaned against him, then wrapped his arms around her waist, then pressed his heavy head to one of her shoulders, and finally, lowered his head and sucked the tip of her ear.
Song Ci's body trembled, his cheeks turned red to his earlobes.