Sweetheart Marry One Get One Free: President, Please Sign For It!

Chapter 818: A veritable national husband

Also, seeing that he helped Fu Jiatong just now, she wouldn't take it seriously, right? Would you be more angry?

But a few minutes later, Young Master Mu already regretted...

He was about to dispatch the Fu family siblings quickly, and called home to ask about Luo Chenxi's situation.

I don't know, at this moment, the elevator went up again.

There was a soft sound of "di".

The elevator doors opened in response.

The face of Zhuo Tezhu, who was nervous and panicked, was revealed.

Mu Yichen was immediately extremely disappointed, his face turned black and his eyes became cold.

The voice asked coldly: "Why are you back again?"

I really don't have any eyesight. Didn't you see the young lady running out?

I don’t know yet to follow along to protect her safety!

Seeing Mr. President's face, Zhuo Feng felt a little bit in his heart, realizing that something was wrong, and he seemed to have hit the president's gun again unfortunately.

He almost cried.

Why is it that the eldest master and the young grandmother are in a cold war, but it is always him who is injured?

Special help for this job...It's really not done by humans! !

"That... Chief... President, I'm here to give you... lunch..."

He opened his mouth tremblingly, indicating his intention, and also raised his hands to show Mu Yichen the insulation box he was holding.

"That... if you don't want to eat, I will help you put it on the office desk first..."

"Which eye do you see that I don't plan to eat anymore?"

Mu Yichen interrupted him angrily.

He can recognize it at a glance, this insulation box belongs to their house, and a stupid woman has used this box to give him meals several times!

It turned out that she was here to bring him lunch...

Humph, naive!

Think he is so coaxing?

Want to buy him just by lunch? It's just a pipe dream!

Having said that, Mu Yichen immediately turned his head and looked at Fu Linchen, "Excuse me, Young Master Fu, Miss Fu, I temporarily remembered that there is still a little time to deal with official business, and I can't accompany you to dinner. I will let the vice president accompany the two. Bit. I'm really sorry."

Although Fu Linchen and Fu Jiatong felt that something was wrong, the master had said so, and they could only smile to express their understanding.

After the Fu brothers and sisters left, Zhuo Feng was eager to flatter the boss and took the initiative to send the insulation box into the president's office.

"President, shall I go to help you heat up the meal?" Zhuo Feng said politely and dogmatically.

However, Mu Yichen's face was even more ugly than before.

"Who asked you to deliver the meal? Wouldn't you stay downstairs to keep the young grandma? If you can't keep it, you won't take her home by yourself? You know it! I want you for this meal?!"

Zhuo Feng was stunned by the scolding.

He, he... actually photographed the horse on its feet again!

Since the eldest grandfather is reluctant to bear with his young grandma, why doesn't he go after him?

He was slanderous, but he didn't have the courage to say it.

I can only think silently in my heart. Recently, I need to find a temple to worship. I wish that the president and the young lady will reconcile as soon as possible.

Otherwise, he will suddenly die at work one day...

...

Fu Linchen and Fu Jiatong went downstairs.

While waiting for the vice president to appear, Fu Linchen looked around, saw no one around, squinted his eyes slightly, and looked at Fu Jiatong.

"Jiatong, you are officially acquainted with Young Master Mu this time, what do you think of him?"

"Brother Mu..." Fu Jiatong bit her lip, "I think he...just like the rumors outside, a veritable national husband."