Chapter 659: More like a pig

"It seems to be the name." Murong Cheng said, "Wearing a white suit, it looks like a funeral."
Mu Zi couldn't laugh or cry, "You are really ugly. Although Miss Ning is a bit annoying, her dress is still pretty."
Mu Zi is not a caregiver, and he is fairly fair when evaluating others. It is impossible to say that a person hates him for no reason.
Murong Cheng narrowed his eyes dangerously and asked, "Did she bully you?"
"It's not about bullying." Mu Zi gently shook his head, "I can't understand each other, I don't like her."
After speaking, Mu Zi suddenly realized something, and raised her head to ask Murong Cheng, "You said that Ning Yuewei came to Qingjiang to marry the Gu family, so would she marry Gu Shao?"
Although it's none of his own business, Mu Zi always feels that Ning Yuewei is like Gu Liang, is it a bit, a bit... inappropriate?
Of course, Mu Zi's impression of Ning Yuewei is still in the Werewolf Killing. His views may be a bit narrow. Perhaps Ning Yuewei has some shining points she doesn't know about in other places, but it is often the case between people. The first impression It is always the most difficult to forget.
Even if Mu Zi would change Ning Yuewei in the future, he would definitely not be a friend, and the thorn in his heart would always be there.
Murong Cheng was not interested in the affairs of Gu's family, and said casually: "I don't know who you are marrying. It is clear that you are in trouble. The desperadoes who attacked Gu Zhai this time should be the opponents of Situ's family. Just let Gu Liang and Gu Yan , Ning Yuewei, one of the people had an accident, the cooperation between the Gu family and the Situ family had to be overturned, and the people behind it would be so happy to reap the benefits of the fishermen."
If Ning Yuewei died in Gu's family, Gu Liang would be to blame, and the cooperation would naturally be difficult to continue.
And when Gu Liang or Gu Yan died, Ning Yuewei couldn't deal with it either. The killer rushed to her, even if she married into Gu's family in the future, would she have a good life?
Wanting to understand this, Mu Zi suddenly felt sympathy for this Ning Yuewei.
She thinks Ning Yuewei is more like a pig than she is: a pig that has been carefully raised since childhood and is ready to slaughter the New Year.
"The Huo family is in the presidential election, is there a candidate to support it?" Mu Zi asked Murong Cheng curiously.
"No." Murong Cheng smiled and said, "Politicians are too cunning, most of them cannibalize people without spitting out bones. I don't want to find it unhappy."
Then why Gu Jia...
"Since ancient times, the month has been surplus and the water is overflowing. The Huo family has been the number one name among the four major families for too long. It's time to retreat." Murong Cheng gently stroked Mu Zi's hair, his voice low. And lazy, "The older generation in the clan is too old, the younger generation is too small, and there are not many who are young and vigorous. The Huo family is glorious on the surface, and the inside is already rotten. Let the scenery go out, cultivate life and rest. There is nothing wrong."
Elder Huo believes in the wolf pack rules, and is the only head of the four major families who is indifferent to his offspring.
This approach can indeed select the most ferocious wolf king, but it also depletes the strength of the entire wolf pack. Now, Murong Cheng is facing such a mess.
Mu Zi snuggled into his arms subconsciously, feeling very sorry for Murong Cheng.
Others only think that he has seized the position of the head of the Patriarch, aloft, enjoying the power of money, where will he see his hard work for the Huo Family?
She pretended to be relaxed and teased him: "You can't see it, you still understand philosophy, and you know the truth that prosperity must decline."
Murong Cheng never knew humility, touched her smooth and tender face, and said warmly, "I know a lot, I will teach you slowly in the future."
"I don't want you to teach, and I don't want to learn. You don't have any new tricks except playing hooligans!" Mu Zi spit on him, but his eyes were crooked like crescents, and he was irritated when he wanted to talk. ."
Murong Cheng laughed: "Who held my arm just now and kept saying that I was the best? Why did it become the most annoying again in a blink of an eye?"
Annoyed, Mu Zi stretched out his hand to tear his mouth, but was caught by the gangster and kissed him several times, taking advantage of it.