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"I almost forgot that the purpose of Xiao Mu's marrying our family's poetry is to be the president of Mu's group," Tang Sinian said sarcastically. "Mr. mu, I hope you will be better at poetry during this period. If she is wronged a little, I will let you redouble it. Moreover, when the time comes, I hope you can let go of the freedom of poetry."

"My brother-in-law reminds me that I will keep your words in mind." Mu Xilin's face was half smile, and his expression seemed elusive.

"Well, that's enough for that," said master Tang. "We didn't know about it in advance. But now that we've got it, we've recognized it. But it's what I want to tell you. Although it's an agreement couple, we hope you can treat poetry well, Otherwise, even if we Tang family try our best, we will kill you. "

Mu Xilin chuckled indifferently and nodded at the old man Tang for a moment, "what my grandfather said is, I remember."

Master Tang nodded, "well, you can remember. Anyway, we are now a nominal family. As you said, we can't let others see the flaws. You can sit down and have dinner with us. As for poetry and whether to go back with you, it's up to her to decide. We will never force you to respect her idea."

Mu Xilin pulled out the chair beside the Tang poetry and sat down, "then I'm not polite."

Master Tang was just polite. He didn't expect him to be so direct. However, people sat down and couldn't drive people away. He could only tell the maid, "go and get a bottle of red wine."

"Yes, sir."

...

the dinner was on pins and needles, hoping to end it earlier.

When she finally finished eating, she got up and was about to leave the restaurant. However, Mu Xilin's voice came from behind her, "poetry, you'd better pack up your things and go back to Mu's home with me tonight, or I'll have to have breakfast with you again tomorrow morning. What a trouble."

Tang Poetry:...

people: "Mr. mu, are you so anxious?" Tang poetry asked in a cold voice.

"Of course, you don't know the purpose of my marrying you. If you don't go back with me, who can know that we are married. How can I use marriage to gain a foothold in the Mu family group?" Muxilin is right.

Tang Shi nodded, "OK, I'm going to pack up now."

The words fall, then stride straight away.

Mr. Tang and Mrs. Tang looked at each other, both of them worried, but there was nothing to do.

After sitting in the room for half an hour, Tang Shi put some things into her bag and walked out of the bedroom with her suitcase.

In the living room, everyone was there. Seeing the Tang poetry coming out, the master Tang waved to her, "poetry, come here."

"Grandfather." Tang Shi walked over and sat down beside him.

Master Tang held her hand. He was ready for psychological preparation, but he still couldn't help sobbing. "When you get to Mojia, you should take good care of yourself. If you have anything to do, call my grandfather in time. Although my grandfather is old, he can still support you in Yuncheng. Remember?"

When Tang Shi was said by him, he was also sad. He tried to suppress the sour in his throat and said with a smile, "grandfather, I will often come to see you and grandma. I am an adult and will take care of myself. You don't have to worry about me."

"Grandparents will often go to Mojia to see you. In short, you must call us in time if you have anything. Besides, Xiaomei has always been responsible for taking care of you. I have asked her to pack up and go with you to Mojia. With her around you, your grandmother and I can feel at ease."

"Well, thank you, grandfather."

After a while, Xiaomei pushed the suitcase to the living room, "master, old lady, I've packed it up."

"OK, Xiaomei, take care of miss. If you have anything, you must call back in time." The old man of Tang advised.

"I know, sir."

Muxilin stood up and said goodbye, "grandma and grandfather, I'll take poems and poems first, and then come back to see the second old man when I'm free."

Looking at Mu Xilin's modest and polite manner, master Tang felt more uneasy, but he could not do anything. He could only nod his head and promise, "go."

Mrs. Tang sent them to the door to get on the bus. She had been waiting for them to get on the bus for a long time. She couldn't bear to go back to the house.

"Everybody's gone. There's nothing to see. Let's go." Master Tang didn't know when he would follow him.

"Master, I'm really worried. It's ok if poetry and Mu Xilin don't have any emotional entanglement, but there's something between them. Look at Mu Xilin's appearance, it's obvious that he pretends to be in front of us. When he comes back to Mu's home, he may not be able to abuse our poetry." The more I think about it, the more worried I am.

"You are right to worry, but fortunately, poetry in our family is not vegetarian. Don't worry, I believe she won't let herself suffer."Old lady Tang sighed, "I hope so."

...

along the way, Mu Xilin and Tang Shi did not have a word to talk to each other, while the driver in the front seat and Xiao Mei in the front passenger seat dare to speak more.

The dull atmosphere continued all the way to Mu's home. The driver stopped and said to the two humanitarians behind him, "young master, little grandmother, here we are."

"Well." Muxilin answered lightly, and without waiting for the driver to open the door, he opened the door and got out of the car and walked into the house.

Naturally, Tang Shi couldn't stop her. She got out of the car and went to the trunk to pick up her luggage. The driver was very witty and rushed to help her.

"Thank you. I'll do it myself."

"Grandma, I can do this kind of rough work." The driver said respectfully.

"That will trouble you." Tang Shi was not polite. He turned around and walked into the room. Without two steps, he saw that muxilin did not enter the house, but stood at the door.

Is muxilin waiting for her here?

Before Tang Shi's mind was settled, Mu Xilin suddenly stepped forward two steps, took her hand, and lowered her voice coldly, "I really don't want to act with you, but I can't help it, so I can only force myself."

Tang Poetry:...

"it's like I want to play a loving couple with you, Mr. mu, we are each other." Tang poetry replied to the way without politeness.

Muxilin sneered, did not say anything, took her hand into the room.

"Is the young master back?" A middle-aged maid came forward, looked at the hands of the two men, and quickly looked at the Tang poetry, smiling. This is the little grandmother, isn't it

"Well," Mu Xilin briefly introduced, "poetry, this is sister Liu, also the housekeeper of the Mu family. Sister Liu, this is my wife, Tang poetry."

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