Django frowned.

"But," he wondered, "Mu Junyou is not here."

Mu Zhonglun felt that he was talking to a fool, "You are stupid! Just tell Kexi, isn't it better if Mu Junyou has left the island?"

"You want me to lie to Kexi? Say Mu Junyou lives with us?"

"Yes! I'm thinking of Mu Junyou, and I'm also thinking about Mu Junyou's illness, so the attraction here must be greater than that of Mu Chengfeng!"

After saying it with confidence, Mu Zhonglun asked Mu Yinan: "Brother, what do you think? Is this good plan?"

"If Django did what you said, Kersi would almost 100% come back..."

Hearing my brother's affirmative answer, Mu Zhonglun said proudly: "I just said that my method is useful!"

As a result, after his words fell, Mu Yinan sighed "However".

"But? What's it?"

Mu Yinan asked helplessly, "But after Kexi came back, I didn't see Mu Junyou. How do you explain to Kexi?"

Mu Zhonglun was stunned, "Ah? This...just say..."

"Just say that everything was lying to her, just to coax her back?"

After Mu Yinan's words fell, Django shook his head quickly, "You must not say that! Kexi hates others lying to her the most."

Right! Mu Zhonglun then remembered that Kexi had said that she hated the lying children the most.

"Do we want to invite Mu Junyou from the island first? It's impossible!"

Several people were in a dead end, and Django suddenly thought of something, it seemed that he had made a bet with Mussen.

The bet seems to be about to expire.

After rushing into Mussen's room, Mujagango asked him, "Where is my house?"

Mousse dates with someone on night, needs socializing and having dinner, and just put on a suit.

He asked while wearing a tie, "What house?"

"I almost forgot that you lost to my house by betting. Fortunately, Mu Yinan and Mu Zhonglun mentioned it just now, and I remembered it."

Mussen tied her tie and looked away from the mirror.

He looked at Django, "What did they mention?"

"Mu Junyou! Hey, Mu Si Nian, don't tell me that you forgot what we bet. You won't want to break the contract, right?"

Mussen thought about it and recalled that she had indeed made such a bet with Django on the island.

If Mu Junyou is willing to leave the island for Kexi within a month, even if Django loses, he will have to call himself "Brother" in the future.

If a month has passed and Mu Junyou has not left the island, even if he loses, he will buy a house for Django.

"How about it? Stop pretending," Mujagango reached out and shook his hand in front of Mussen's eyes. "You must have remembered it?"

Mussen's tone was calm and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her lips, "It seems that the one month's deadline has not yet come yet?"

"It's true that it's not here yet, but there are only five days left. I'll remind you in advance."

Musenn glanced at her watch and said, "Then let's talk about it in five days. I have something to leave, so I won't tell you."

Seeing Mussen going out, Django joked: "It's true, I'm almost losing, but I still look like I'm sure I'm sure to win."

He thought to himself: Is this the person who struggles in the shopping mall? It’s really nothing is reflected in his face.

But, haha...

Even if you pretend to be calm, it is useless. In five days, you have to admit that you lost to me.

Because Django went to Tokyo during this period and did not answer the phone, he did not participate in all the activities he had answered before, so he had to pay a lot of liquidated damages.

"Django, if you suddenly disappear like this, I will be killed by you."

Zhao Xianyu was crying without tears, "Do you know I was almost scolded to death? All of this time were scolding me.

Not only the director of the program, the brand who planned the event, but also the company's leaders scolded me, saying how I supervised and managed artists...

Also, Django, it’s not that I’m scaring you. The penalty will be compensated ten times as soon as you lose. If you disappear like this again, you will lose all your savings.”

As a result, he said a lot by himself, and Django seemed to have heard nothing.

He was all thinking about other things, about Kossi and about Mussen.

"Salted fish, what day is it today?"

Zhao Xianyu glanced at his phone, said the date, and then wondered, "What are you doing? Don't tell me, you can't participate in today's event."

At the end, he almost ran away, and Django waved his hand, "No, don't worry, I promise to participate in today's business activities on time, hahaha..."

It seemed that he thought of something very happy, and he laughed louder and louder.

"Django, why are you laughing at?"

Zhao Xianyu felt that Django was smiling a little scary, and couldn't help but swallow, "Jiang, Django, are you okay?"

"I'm OK, of course I'm OK, I'm OK, I'm OK so well that I'm almost going crazy!"

After tonight, he will own a luxurious penthouse apartment like Mu Yinan. How can he be so unhappy?

Zhao Xianyu thought he had lost money recently and hurriedly comforted him, "Django, don't take what I said before.

You know me, I just like to complain, but it's not that serious, really..."

He then said: "I have lost a lot of money recently, but if you work hard in the future, the money will be earned back soon.

You are still very popular now. Although you have missed many events, there are still many brands who want to find you to cooperate with."

Mujaga's lips raised, "It doesn't matter if you pay a little money, because I'm about to own an apartment worth hundreds of millions of dollars."

"Ha?" Zhao Xianyu was stunned for a few seconds, "What... hundreds of millions?"

"You don't know if you say it. In short, I'm about to get rich, ha!"

After finishing work in the evening, Mujajango drove back to Muzan and hummed a song.

Before pulling out the key and getting out of the car, he took a look at the time in the car. It was already 12:01 in the morning.

"The one-month deadline has passed! Hahahaha, Mussen lost!"

Django entered the house and wanted to find the house that Mussen wanted to make a bet to win.

When passing by the living room on the first floor, he saw a white grand piano.

"Huh? Why is there an extra piano here? Who wants to learn piano recently? Mu Yinan? He is really leisurely."

As soon as he finished speaking, a gentle voice smiled, "My hands can only hold scalpels, and tweezers for experiments, bottles and jars, but I can't play this."

Django turned around and saw Mu Yinan and Mu Zhonglun sitting on the sofa, and was startled.

Walking towards the two people who were chatting with red wine, Mu Jamgo was puzzled, "It's not Mu Yinan's words, is it Mu Zhonglun, you want to learn the piano?"

"Me?" Mu Zhonglun burst out and laughed, "My hands can only draw drawings with brushes and can't play the piano."

"It's not you, nor Mu Yinan. It's not that Mu Si Nian suddenly wants to learn the piano, right?"

He had a bad premonition in his heart, but he didn't want to think about it in that direction.

However, things went against my wishes, and a cold and temperatureless voice came slowly from the direction of the stairs, "My piano is just there for the time being, and I will have someone move it to my room tomorrow."
Chapter completed!