The villa is decorated in a new Chinese style, simple and elegant. Some ink paintings are hung on the walls as decorations, with a strong fragrance of books. If it weren't for knowing in advance, Zhao Fan would have thought he had entered a certain scholarly family.

"Tea or coffee?"

The middle-aged man was pushed by the nanny and walked in front of the new Chinese sofa in the wood color. While signaling Zhao Fan to sit down, he asked in a casual tone.

Zhao Fan glanced around the room and did not see Mu Qingya. He was a little confused, but he didn't ask too much.

Hearing this man ask, he smiled politely at him and said, "You're welcome, just tea is enough!"

"You're welcome, our tea is more expensive than that foreign thing."

The middle-aged man seemed very happy and pushed the wheelchair to the next to the coffee table. He reached out and pressed the switch of the ceramic electric kettle, then bent down and took out a small bag of tea from the drawer under the coffee table.

The room was quiet, and middle-aged people were flying with their hands in front of the antique ebony tea tray, as if they were pleasing to the eye.

Every move he did was very serious, washing cups, making tea, dividing tea, and doing it in one go.

After a moment, a cup of fragrant tea was placed in front of Zhao Fan.

The white cup is like the spring water in the past, green, and the lingering mist lingers above the teacup and does not dissipate for a long time. If you look closely, it seems like a figure with a charming figure is dancing gently, which looks particularly magical.

Seeing the middle-aged man looking at him earnestly, Zhao Fan gently sipped the teacup in both hands, and a faint fragrance instantly spread between his lips and teeth. He closed his eyes slightly, and after a brief astringency, the sweet taste had already filled every taste bud.

"Mist-making tea?"

After a long time, Zhao Fan slowly opened his eyes, and both his mood and expression became much quieter. It seemed that a small mouthful of tea had washed away a lot of the anger on his body.

"It's better for people from my hometown, you can drink it as soon as you drink it. Unlike those outside, who are just consuming face. Some so-called famous teas are obviously so bad that they are dying, but they are persistent in drinking and torture themselves every day."

The middle-aged man patted his legs and laughed, looking at Zhao Fan with admiration.

Wuchong tea is not a famous tea. It is a tea produced in a small mountain village in Xiling. The small mountain village is under a cliff, and a few tea gardens are also located on the mountainside. The tea trees are irrigated by mountain springs. The tea fragrance is fragrant and sweet.

No one knows about it elsewhere, but it is still quite famous in Xiling. The tea leaves on the tea trees with the best taste are not necessarily available to ordinary people even if they are rich. It is said that just reservations have been booked for a few years.

"Since a famous tea is a famous tea, it must have its unique features, but everyone has different tastes and preferences!"

Zhao Fan also laughed out loud, thinking that this person is really a wonderful person.

"Formal introduction, I am Mu Changfeng and Mu Qingya's father!"

The middle-aged man smiled and did not argue. He stretched out a hand to Zhao Fan across the coffee table. His hands were very clean, his fingers were long and his nails were neatly trimmed.

"Zhao Fan!"

Zhao Fan had already guessed, but he didn't feel so surprised. He stood up and shook hands with him, and introduced himself.

"Qingya is in charge of the company at a young age. She has a strong personality and will make you feel wronged!"

The middle-aged man waited for Zhao Fan to sit down again, chuckled and shook his head.

"Mr. Mu is in a high position and manages so many employees, and there are some rules that are understandable!"

He was so polite, but Zhao Fan couldn't say much, so he waved his hand and said with a smile.

"You are really like him!"

Mu Changfeng stared at Zhao Fan with a smile on his face in a daze, and after a long time he let out a gentle sigh and said leisurely.

"who?"

Zhao Fan was stunned and asked subconsciously.

"Haha, I'm old, I always like to sigh for some inexplicable reasons. When I see you, I think of one of my old friends. Let's not talk about this, Mrs. Li, go and call Qingya down!"

Mu Changfeng was silent for a moment, then shook his head and smiled, without explaining, but greeted the nanny next to him. Seeing the nanny leave, he turned around and looked at Zhao Fan again.

"After all, your master decides about some things. I just hope you can protect Qingya well. This matter is very important not only to me, to her, but also to you and your master."

Mu Changfeng pondered for a while before looking up at Zhao Fan, and said in a deep voice with a serious expression.

"It's indeed not an easy task!"

Zhao Fan's eyes flashed slightly, confirming some speculations.

He looked up at Mu Changfeng, and saw that he shook his head gently and had no intention of explaining. Zhao Fan frowned slightly, and it was difficult to continue asking questions.

The crisp sound of high heels came from the direction of the stairs, and the two of them who turned around saw Mu Qingya coming downstairs.

Rose-red waist-hugging and cropped big-legged pants, delicate white high heels, and a white short-sleeved shirt on the upper body. A shiny little pendant hung around her fair and slender neck, and her big wavy black hair was casually draped over her shoulders.

Today, Mu Qingya's outfit is much more casual and casual. The waist-hugging design of wide-leg pants further highlights her sexy waist with her hands in one hand. Her big wavy curly hair makes her look a little more lazy.

But no matter how soft she dresses, she cannot suppress her strong queen temperament. She is casually dressed like a queen who is about to be crowned, making people afraid to look at her.

Before she got closer, she raised a white wrist and glanced at her watch. When her eyes turned to Zhao Fan, her beautiful eyebrows had already frowned slightly, and her expression seemed particularly indifferent.

Zhao Fan, a man who was in a silence, took out his cell phone and looked at the time. Then he smiled bitterly. Facing this woman's aura, he was actually influenced by behavior. Of course, he also knew that this woman probably had an old problem again. It was ten o'clock, but now it was ten:28.

The day before yesterday, he was only ten minutes late, so this woman dared to leave him there and ignore him. She was half an hour late today. Zhao Fan probably wouldn't even have a chance to enter the door if it weren't for Mu Changfeng here.

"Qingya, you..."

Mu Changfeng glanced at Mu Qingya and was about to speak when he was interrupted by Mu Qingya's wave.

"Dad, I will not refuse your arrangement. Since you said you wanted him to protect my safety, I will not take the initiative to drive him away."

Mu Qingya walked up to the two of them, but did not sit down. She wrapped her hands in front of her chest and nodded to Mu Changfeng.

"Okay, I'll be relieved if you can do this!"

Mu Changfeng nodded happily with joy on his face.

"I promise you to follow me because this is my father's arrangement. It does not mean that I can tolerate someone who does not even have basic politeness like punctuality, nor does it mean that I will really hand over my safety to you."

"My father should have given you money. I am not interested in knowing the specific amount. But with the financial resources of our Mu family, it is still a waste to hire a bodyguard. If you think this task is too boring, or if you think it is too difficult for me to get along, you are welcome to leave at any time. Don't worry, we won't want the money you give out!"

But soon Mu Qingya's cold words made Mu Changfeng's expression become awkward. She turned to look at Zhao Fan and smiled stiffly. Seeing his dark face, she couldn't laugh anymore.

"Cao Hai, arrange for the car, I'm going out!"

Mu Qingya didn't care about the expressions of the two of them at all. After saying that, she turned around and walked towards the villa gate. As her voice fell, the room door next to the villa gate opened, and four bodyguards walked out soon.

Zhao Fan took a look. In the summer, these guys were wearing black suits and neatly tidy ties. I don’t know if they are really not afraid of heat.

"Uncle Mu, Mr. Mu has so many bodyguards around him, so it doesn't make much sense to have one more person. Otherwise, let's just let it go? If I really follow her, her mood will definitely not be better. And I don't think it's interesting to follow her so silly, what do you think?"

Zhao Fan looked at the group of people leaving in a hurry, shook his head gently, and looked at Mu Changfeng with a somewhat ugly expression.

With his ability, I don’t know how many people cried and shouted to ask him for protection, so where do they need to be so cowardly here? So what about beauties? Have there been fewer beauties he has seen?

"Don't be angry, no matter what happens, you will not be wronged!"

Mu Changfeng smiled and raised his hand to press down, indicating that Zhao Fan should not be impatient.

"I'm not wronged? I'm not right when I'm late. If I don't like it, I'll just get rid of it. I'll get it together, so everyone can feel relaxed."

Zhao Fan picked up the teacup and poured it down, shook his head and said.

"Hehe, didn't you listen to her? We won't ask for the money given. This girl doesn't know how much money I gave you. If she knew, she would definitely not say that."

Mu Changfeng also picked up the teacup and took a sip, and said with a mysterious smile.

"Did you give this money to the old man directly? Is it a lot? Why didn't the old guy mention it to me? I won't embezzle it, right?"

Zhao Fan's expression moved and remembered that the money for this mission was collected by his master, and he had never mentioned it to him. He was not short of money, so he did not ask about it. At this time, he seemed to have a lot of things to mention, and he also became interested.

"Give this number!"

Mu Changfeng made a finger in the depths of the two steps, and laughed.

"No way? Just protecting a person, giving him 20 million? Did the Mu family have money and nowhere to spend it, or did they provoke some international terrorists?"

Zhao Fan's expression moved and shouted in surprise.

"No, you've guessed less. What I give you is 20% of the shares of Mu's Enterprise!"

Mu Changfeng poured a cup of tea for Zhao Fan with a light wind and clouds, then poured it into his cup, and said leisurely with a calm expression.

"What? Are you crazy?"

Zhao Fan was also so scared that his hands shook and screamed in surprise.

What does it mean to have 20% of the shares of Mushi Group? This is a large group company with a market value of 100 billion yuan. If 20% of the shares are exchanged for money, it will be more than 20 billion yuan. It’s just for more than 20 billion yuan, just to hire a bodyguard? Are there such crazy people in this world?

Although Zhao Fan felt that he was still very good at it, he was not so narcissistic that he felt that he was worth the price. More than 20 billion yuan could have invited most of the mercenaries in the Middle East to guard for several years.

"Dad, why did you and mom abandon me back then? Although the Mu family was not as prosperous as it is now, they didn't need me to eat at all, right? If my adoptive parents had not been kind enough to adopt, I would have died of illness long ago. What's the use of giving me so much money?"

After Zhao Fan's silence for a long time, his face changed, his eyes were red, and he shouted loudly with some crazy eyes.

"ah?"

Mu Changfeng was stunned. What line is this? The son who has been separated for many years has found his biological father?
Chapter completed!