บท 814: how much does young master mu know about my mother?

"uh, this ..."

zhuo feng's body stiffened.

he had actually forgotten that luo chenxi was still sitting in the corner of the secretariat. she was having tea and snacks.

he had been scheming to hide the fact that there were female guests in the president's office. now, he was completely exposed.

zhuo feng coughed awkwardly.

" cough, cough. young madam, you ... listen to me. it's ... not what you think ... "

……

at the same time.

the mu group's president's office.

mu yichen sat on his office chair with his back facing the huge french window. his eyes were bright as he looked at the two guests, a man and a woman, on the sofa as if he was deep in thought.  

one of the young men was about mu yichen's age. he was also handsome and outstanding.  

he was wearing an iron-gray handmade suit and was leaning elegantly on the sofa. he looked extraordinary and exuded the unique temperament of a rich man's son.

beside him was a young woman in her mid-twenties.