Flowers of high mountains, don't fall from the altar! (quick wear)

Chapter 25

Qi Yueming stared blankly at the person in front of him and didn't move for a long time.

With a warm smile, Mu Cheng walked up to him, faced him face to face, raised his hand and waved it in front of his eyes: "Are you stupid?"

Qi Yueming grabbed his hand and stared at him in confusion: "Are you Yulin's boss?"

"yes."

The hand that held him loosened for a moment, but only for a moment, and then quickly tightened it: "How did you become Yulin's boss?"

"It's a long story."

"So, it's you who sponsors my performance?"

"yes."

"So, you're going to meet me tonight?"

"yes."

Qi Yueming let go of him and took a step back.

Mu Cheng frowned slightly, and was about to coax him, but when he saw the other party raised his hand, he hit him on the shoulder. The force was very light, not like letting off steam, but more like... coquettishness.

Mu Cheng laughed and grabbed the hand on his shoulder: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hide it from you."

The person in front of him pretended to pull out his hand, but didn't use any strength: "You... you don't know, I was scared to death. I thought today..." Qi Yueming bit her lip and stopped talking.

Mu Cheng wanted to ask: "What do you think?"

"I thought Boss Yulin had some agenda and planned a bunch of escape plans before coming here." Qi Yueming said angrily.

"Oh." Mu Cheng glanced at the table, "That ornament is going to be used against me."

Guessing what he was thinking, Qi Yueming raised his eyes in embarrassment and turned his head in feint of anger. However, his shoulders suddenly sank and he was hugged into someone's arms.

He threw himself into the warm embrace, his breath flowed in his ears, and he heard the man say: "You are right, I have another agenda."

The man in his arms pursed his lips and smiled, thinking that he should be angry, so he quickly put away his smile, but his hands unconsciously wrapped around his back.

The two hugged each other for a while, and Mu Cheng felt that all the arrogance of the man in his arms had been extinguished, and stroked the man's hair: "Let's eat."

The two sat at both ends of the long table. As soon as Mu Cheng clapped his hands, waiters filed in, and various kinds of exquisite food were placed one after another. Some people came to the empty space next to them, sitting or standing, holding various musical instruments and playing for them. They played melodious tunes.

Qi Yueming was still very surprised that he was the boss of Yulin, and he couldn't help but ask many questions. Mu Cheng answered them one by one, how he started his business and how he achieved the glory of Yulin today, which made him admire him very much.

However, he also had other questions: "If you want to tell me your current identity, you don't have to go through such a big fight."

"But, life needs some sense of ritual." Mu Cheng said with a smile.

"It's not an anniversary, so why bother." Qi Yueming whispered, but a smile unconsciously appeared at the corner of his mouth, "I didn't say I forgive you."

"Okay, I know." Mu Cheng said in a long tone.

"It's good to know." Qi Yueming lowered his head to eat the vegetables. After taking a few bites, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth again.