Remember Self-Control: Bossy Husband Loves Me Deep to Soul

Everyone looked at Mu Zhishen with complicated eyes. There were pitiful, mocking, sympathetic, and guilty.

However, no matter which kind of gaze, it was something Mu Zhishen didn’t want to see.

“Who are you?” The Mu Zhishen gnashing teeth said to the female director, his eyes wishing to throw the female director peel off the skin and pluck out the sinews onto the street.

With a creak, Mu Zhishen fainted before he could feel pain.

However, the female director didn’t disturb him because Mu Zhishen fainted. She ordered someone to tie Mu Zhishen to a chair and wake up with cold water, while she sat in the CEO position.

All the directors were dumbfounded. Who exactly was this woman? She had an extremely ordinary face. She was probably seven years old. She might not be able to find her even if she threw her into the pile of people and looked for her with a mirror. How could she be more powerful than Mu Zhishen and dare to sit in the CEO seat?

“Please take a seat,” the female director ordered naturally. Ordinary facial expressions could not hide the aura of a supreme in her body.

All the directors were speechless. They sat back down obediently and lowered their heads without saying a word.

Mu Zhishen was still struggling. The pain in his arms made him snort, and when he struggled, the chair made a creaking sound. The female director frowned and looked at Mu Zhishen coldly, “If you make another sound, I’ll cut off your tongue!”

This woman’s expression and tone told everyone present that she was definitely not joking with Mu Zhishen.

Mu Zhishen was not a dude. He knew very well how people had to bow under the brim. “Who are you?”

At this moment, the anger on Mu Zhishen’s body had been erased, and all that was left was not worried.

Hearing Mu Zhishen’s words, the female director gently patted her head and apologized, “It’s really a sorry. I’ve been sitting here for so long and forgot to introduce myself!”

As she said this, the female director elegantly adjusted her posture and introduced, “Hello everyone, my name is Jinye.”Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

These two simple words shocked everyone in the room with their eyes wide open and their faces full of unbelievable.

Muye! That was the one in charge in the Mu Family’s name. How could it be a woman?! She was such an ordinary woman!

Mu Zhishen, who was sitting beside him, was even more unwilling to believe this fact. “Impossible, impossible, how can you be a woman? How can Grandfather let a woman come to the family?! Furthermore, I had met Muye when I was a child. He was very beautiful. He could not be a dumb dude like you.

When he was a child, Mu Zhishen was attracted to him. Grandfather said that he was his lost brother. When he was young, Muye was only three years old, but he still found it hard to bear with that kind of aura and gentle look.

Later, they were trained separately, and Muye’s beautiful appearance was forever engraved in Mu Zhishen’s heart.

When she saw that Mu Zhishen had mentioned the past, Mu Qianqian smiled cheekily. “sorry, these are old and disabled. I’ve let everyone down!”

Everyone did have fantasies about her, but even her gender was wrong.

“Now that everyone knows each other, let’s disperse. Be busy with each other. Remember, you have to work with each other, not your jurisdiction. Don’t think about it, look at it, ask, or else you lose your body parts. Don’t blame me.”

When they heard what Yan Ye said, everyone nodded in a hurry and quickly escaped from the terrible meeting room.

After everyone left, Muye leisurely walked to Mu Zhishen’s side and said, “Brother, long time no see.”

It was indeed Qianqian. Mu Zhishen had seen her when she was three years old. This glance was a mistake for life and also harmed Mu Zhishen.

Mu Zhishen felt like his soul had been half-emptied, tears falling down his face. This time, he was really heartbroken. Not only was he heartbroken, her faith and hope had been broken.

Looking at Mu Zhishen’s hardly wished to live, Muye stared coldly. There was a hint of sympathy in his eyes. To be precise, there was no emotion in her eyes, like a blood-thirsty robot.

“Muye, I only have one request. Let me look at you before I die!” Mu Zhishen frowned and looked at the woman in front of him expectantly.

“Brother, who said you will die?” As he said this, he untied the rope that was tied to Mu Zhishen and closed Mu Zhishen’s arm.

There was an expression of guilt on his face, but his eyes were filled with tears. “Brother, I’m sorry. You know that I have my power. You won’t be angry with me, right?”

What else could Mu Zhishen say? Losers are always in the wrong, ever since Ming You, this has always been an unchanging truth. What’s more, he was born in such a complicated family.

“I won’t blame you,” Mu Zhishen said and walked out in a daze.

Muye watched Mu Zhishen walk out of the meeting room with driven to distraction and patted Mu Zhishen’s hand.

As soon as he left the company, Mu Zhishen drove madly home.

After returning to the house, he rushed to the computer as if he was looking for something. “Where, where, where are you?”

Seeing the blank folders, Mu Zhishen crazily pushed the computer out of the window.

“Where, where are you?” As he muttered these few words, Mu Zhishen turned his bedroom and manor upside down, but he still couldn’t find what he was looking for.

The aggrieved Mu Zhishen shrunk in his corner, sobbing non-stop, “Nothing, nothing!”

It was a short message from Muye. “Brother, stop looking. It’s been deleted forever!”

Seeing the message, Mu Zhishen immediately dialed it. The other person really picked it up. Mu Zhishen shouted hysterically, “Muye, where’s the photos?!” Where’s my photo?!

However, the other person was very calm and a little bloodshot. “Brother, I’ve already destroyed it. Don’t dream, wake up!”

The whole world was silent. Mu Zhishen’s hand trembled and his phone fell to the ground. Mu Zhishen smiled, “No, it’s really have nothing at all!”

Those photos were Mu Zhishen’s only thoughts, but now all of his thoughts were broken. “Muye, what should I do with you?”

Mu Zhishen muttered in a low voice. At this moment, the statue looked exactly like the way Muye looked at him.

Thinking of the innocent and beautiful Hanhan, the Hanhan who called him brother with his fingers, the dark-hearted Hanhan under the light, the woman he had made up his mind to get, Mu Zhishen laughed loudly.

No one knew what Mu Zhishen lost on this day and no one knew how important those photos were to Mu Zhishen.