Secretary Wu left, and Mu Chuqing sighed deeply. The hands on his lips were tightly clasped together with unusual force, and the knuckles were white.

"Mu Chuqing, you said, what should I say to you, in front of me, you will always be so embarrassed. It seems that three years ago, I wasted a lot of energy in vain. It is really uncomfortable for a woman to have a miscarriage, but Fortunately, the child in your stomach is gone..."

Chang Chu's triumphant face again appeared in her mind. Mu Chuqing felt a pain in her eyes, and she staggered. She held the desk with one hand and pressed her chest with the other. Her chest was tight and short of breath, and her heart ached...

She gasped, her pale face with huge tears falling on the table, "Child, my child..."

She was filled with deep sadness!

For four years, she has been forcing herself not to think about this matter, but this matter, she really can't bear it.

Chang Chu! !

Mu Chuqing's eyes were filled with hatred that could not be hidden. She gritted her teeth tightly, rolled her throat twice, tried her best to restrain her anger and sorrow, raised her hand and wiped her eyes vigorously, and then straightened up. , Picked up the invitation letter on the table, hatred burst into his eyes.

She picked up the phone, "Yian, stay with me next Wednesday!"

"……it is good!"

"Thank you!"

Gu Yian was silent for a second, looked at the invitation in his hand, and agreed to Mu Chuqing.

As long as she wants to do, he will always support her.

Mu Chuqing didn't say anything extra to him, and after thanking him, she hung up the phone quickly.

Mu Chuqing took a long breath and walked to the independent bathroom in the office. She turned on the faucet and stretched her hand under the water. The cold tap water passed through her slender fingers. The coolness stimulated her whole senses, and she smiled coldly. With a cry, he took the cold water and threw it on his face.

On her desk, two beaming invitations lay quietly.

One is an engagement invitation from Chang Chu on the first day she returned to China.

The other one was given to her by someone she met downstairs in the company.

She recognized that person, Sheng Zhengyu's most trusted person, Sheng Zhengyu's personal assistant when he was in office, and Sheng Zhengyu's personal steward after retirement, Sheng Lin.

The moment she saw him, she was somewhat surprised.

At the time in the Sheng family, Sheng Zhengyu was the only one who was sincere to herself. Although she hated the Sheng family, only Sheng Zhengyu still retained some respect. She was never a person who angered others.

Sheng Lin's age was not much different from Sheng Zhengyu's age. Now it seems that his hair is gray and his face is obviously stained with vicissitudes.

When he saw her, he bowed respectfully towards her, "Miss, long time no see!"

Mu Chuqing smiled perfunctorily, "Uncle Sheng, I am not a young grandmother!"

Sheng Lin took a deep look at her, then looked at Gu Yi'an behind Mu Chuqing, and said with humility and politeness: "Master Gu, Master has always wanted you to have tea and play chess. Please come and watch if you have time. To see him!"

A faint smile was drawn across Gu Yi'an's warm face, and he nodded, "I will definitely go!"

Sheng Lin squinted and smiled, took out two invitations from his arms, first handed one to Gu Yian, and the other to Mu Chuqing.

"I didn't expect you to be together. These two invitations were commissioned by the master himself. Please accept them."

Mu Chuqing did not even look at it, "Uncle Sheng, if it is your young master and Chang Chu's engagement invitation, I have already received..."

Sheng Lin shook his head, "Next Wednesday, it is Mrs.'s birthday!"