Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

Mu Xicheng's eyes lit up again: "I'll take you...to the gate of the manor."

The servant brought Chanel's coat and Mu Xicheng's overcoat, and Mu Xicheng took them together in his hands, and wanted to wear them for Chanel himself.Chanel dodged for a while, but did not dodge.

Mu Xicheng helped her put on the clothes and buttoned them one by one.

"Bring me that paper bag." Mu Xicheng ordered.

After a while, the servant brought a paper bag from the sofa, which contained a pure white woolen scarf.

Mu Xicheng helped Chanel wrap the scarf around her, and said in a low voice, "I know you are careless. You never wear scarves and gloves when you go out in winter. Don't forget it in the future, do you know?"

As he spoke, he took out a pair of knitted gloves from the paper bag and wanted to put them on for her.

Chanel felt her sister's eyes were looking at her brightly, and lowered her eyes: "I'll do it myself."

Mu Xicheng seemed to realize that Xia Xin'er was still there, coughed lowly, and handed the gloves to Xia Nai'er.

"It's okay, you just treat me as a transparent person." Elder sister Xia Xiner smiled, but there was a flash of melancholy on her face.

That's great, she also wants to have a man who takes care of her so carefully, to be pampered so happily...

Chanel said goodbye to her sister, and left here with Mu Xicheng.

As soon as the door was opened, the wind from the store stirred Chanel's hair.

The night in the deep mountains is very cold, and since there are no buildings to cover the place, the wind blows in from all directions, and it seems that it can knock people to the ground.

Mu Xicheng put his overcoat on her body, half-armed her, and the two of them walked slowly on the gravel path.

"I really want to get to that day soon." His voice was low, passing through the thick wind, like a cello playing slowly at night.

"When?"

"The day we were together."

Chanel's thoughts moved... She promised to run away with him.

However, whether they will be together depends on whether the reason why he shielded the murderer is worthy of his father's forgiveness.

"From now on, we will be together every day. Eat together, read books together, listen to music together, take walks together, sleep together, grow old together..."

Chanel was taken by his words, and her thoughts drifted far away unconsciously.

It would be great if we could live in peace like this.

The life she yearned for was the same as the life Mu Xicheng yearned for.

Only when they are together can the ideal world she likes be constructed.

At the gate of the manor, Mu Xicheng personally opened the car door for her.

Chanel took off her coat and returned it to him: "I'm leaving."

"Yes." He agreed, holding her hand but not letting go.

Chanel struggled a bit and reiterated: "I'm leaving."

Mu Xicheng seemed to realize that he was still holding her hand, and slowly let go.

Her hand left his palm little by little, and just when she was about to leave, he suddenly clenched her hand tightly again.

"Shanai."

"Ok?"

"Remember you promised me."

Chanel pursed her lips: "You also remember that you promised me to tell me about my father."

"Yes." He tucked her scarf blown away by the wind, "I'll wait for you, and you have to wait for me."

"Okay." Chanel nodded, "If possible, I'll wait for you."

It was the first time to get such an affirmative answer, Mu Xicheng's eyes flashed——

Chanel only felt her body tighten, and being hugged by him forcefully, her heart was overwhelmed with mixed emotions.