Sweet Love Reborn: Mu Ye Chasing His Wife Crematorium

Chapter 366
Su Moyao came to Qinshan No. [-] again to confirm whether Luo Wanning really lost her memory.

The courtyard door of the villa was closed tightly, and she lingered outside the door and waited.

The sunset glow dyes half of the sky, and the setting sun stretches her shadow on the ground for a long time
After waiting for about half an hour, a black Maybach drove up against the light.

After the car stopped, the people in the car did not get out of the car immediately.

Mu Shihan frowned and thought for a while in the car, and then chose to send someone a text message.

Immediately, he explained some things to Cheng Feng, and then opened the door and got out of the car.

Seeing the person coming, Su Moyao immediately went up to meet him, and followed him into the door under the pretext of apologizing.

"Miss Su, I don't think your apology is necessary!"

"Shihan, I was infatuated with ghosts for a while. This car accident woke me up, really! If you and Wan Ning are really together, I sincerely wish you both!"

Mu Shihan didn't want to say more to her, so he casually said, "I have received your blessing, so I won't give it away!"

Su Moyao's complexion was a little ugly due to the ruthless dismissal order, but she still expressed that she wanted to see Luo Wanning before leaving.

If she really lost her memory, shouldn't she be in Qinshan No. [-]?
Mu Shihan saw through her purpose, and directly exposed it: "Are you here to confirm whether she really lost her memory?"

"No, I really have something to say to her, and I hope to get her understanding on that matter!"

The two stalemate for less than 10 minutes before a silver McLaren stalled outside the yard.

That car had been driven by Mu Shihan before, but once it was hit in the underground garage, it was not disliked, and it was left in the company's parking lot.

Luo Wanning got out of the car with a few paper bags, then stepped into the courtyard door and pretended to be surprised: "Mo Yao, why are you free today?"

"Wan Ning, I have something to tell you."

"Then go into the house and tell me, it's rare for me to go out for a walk today, and I even bought you a present!"

Su Moyao glanced at the man beside him with some trepidation.

Mu Shihan arched his brows, and received another wink from Luo Wanning.

"Come in and talk."

After the three of them entered the room, Luo Wanning threw a few paper bags with the logo of Qincheng Department Store on the sofa, and went to the kitchen to make a pot of tea in a familiar way.

There were some things Su Moyao couldn't say in front of Mu Shihan, but the latter didn't intend to leave.

He sat down on the single sofa beside him, took out the computer and put it on his lap, and got busy as if no one else was there.

"Madam, please make me a cup of coffee!"

Just as Luo Wanning was about to sit down, she immediately replied unhappily after listening to his order, "Go by yourself!"

Mu Shihan was startled, his slightly cold eyes slightly raised, just in time to meet Su Moyao's probing gaze.

In order to cooperate with his wife's acting, he tried his best to play himself five years ago.

"Luo Wanning, do you think I've been too nice to you these days?"

Luo Wanning's heart skipped a beat, and she glanced at Su Moyao from the corner of her eye.

Immediately, she said to Su Moyao: "Moyao, I figured it out, a twisted melon is not sweet, so I plan to let go."

Su Moyao was stunned, "Huh?"

"I mean, I'm going to get a divorce. Now that I have my own business, I have a grandfather, and I have recovered the memory before the car accident. I don't think I need to stay at Mu's house anymore!"

After the words fell, before Su Moyao could respond, a deep male voice sounded faintly.

"Although the twisted melon is not sweet, it at least quenches your thirst! Mrs. Mu, I will not agree to a divorce!"

Luo Wanning's mouth twitched.

Immediately afterwards, there was a lot of movement from outside the courtyard.

A woman with a high-pitched voice was yelling—

"These are limited editions, be careful!"

"Why didn't you wear gloves? Can you afford to pay for this bag being soiled by you?"

……

Soon, the voice appeared in the living room.

A 40-year-old woman with short hair and a black and white uniform was standing beside the sofa when she entered the room.

"Mr. Mu, according to your order, all the new season's products in this mall have been delivered to you!"

Mu Shihan hummed lightly.

"Send it to the cloakroom on the second floor!"

(End of this chapter)