Floating Song in Troubled Times: The Reborn Business Girl of the Republic of China

Chapter 106

Chapter [-]: Huadeng Junior High School

Now he can only hide this matter first, after all, the young master already has his own wife, the woman sitting next to him at this time.

"It's your old lady who was overly worried! And when Mu Chen said that Xia Qingqian was dead, she clearly didn't believe it, and subconsciously looked towards a certain place.

If I guessed correctly, the letter should be placed under the book in the window! "

Xia Qingqian smiled slightly, very naturally, because perhaps the letter was put in too hastily at that time, so a third of the letter was outside.

If you have a good eye, you can see it if you look there purposefully.

"The observation ability is very good. Young and promising, young and promising, is really the young master's blessing."

Fu Bo's eyes lit up immediately, he understood Ou Muchen's suffering, and also knew that his future path would definitely not be like that of their previous generation.

If there was a woman like Xia Qingqian by her side, she might be able to relax a bit.

But he was still a little curious, and asked slowly: "Does Madam know Miss Fang?"

"I know a little bit, but it's all mentioned from other people's mouths!"

Xia Qingqian turned her head, stood up full, took out the letter from the window, and put it on the table.The handwriting is neat, powerful, exquisite and compact, and extremely beautiful.It is quite in line with the style of a girl, she should be a talented woman.Especially the word Ou Muchen, which is very similar to Ou Muchen's signature, but there are still some differences between women and men.

Uncle Fu nodded, he knew it well, and he liked Xia Qingqian's frankness even more.

"But don't you care?"

"I care, but she's just the past, and I'm the future. And I'm afraid there is no comparison between her and me. Those who can leave are not enough love."

Xia Qingqian raised her head and looked straight at Uncle Fu. She believed that Uncle Fu must understand what he said.

Never married in her life, she was childhood sweetheart with Ou Muchen's mother, and was considered by Ou Muchen as her only relative.Even though the old man is dead, he still stays here, I am afraid that every plant and tree here has emotions that cannot be let go.

It was just like the old swing she saw in the yard, but it was still very tidy and well cared for.

No one can guard his beloved for the rest of his life without asking for anything in return, even if she has passed away.

"You girl, you can see clearly than those of us who have already stepped into the coffin with one leg.

As long as Mu Chen loves you, the rest is not important, I'll go up and give him this letter. "

Fu Bo cheerfully went upstairs with the letter in Ye's hand, Xia Qingqian lowered his head, and an inexplicable smile crossed the corner of his mouth.

It was already an hour later when Ou Muchen went downstairs.

Xia Qingqian stood alone inside the willingness, her thin figure was very lonely in the dark night.She looked up at the looming stars in the sky, motionless.

Ou Muchen sighed helplessly, that proud girl of his really has nothing to do.

"It's too cold at night, why don't you go upstairs!" Ou Muchen gently hugged Xia Qingqian into his arms, put her cold hands under his clothes, and breathed on her cheek.

"It's a bit stuffy inside, come out to get some air. How about you, are you done with your work?" Xia Qingqian turned her head, squinted her eyes, her eyes were cold.

"Things are endless, but there is still time to accompany you, let's go in."

As he spoke, he hugged Xia Qingqian, strode into the room, gently helped her take off her shoes, and covered her with the quilt.

"If it's still cold, I'll have someone bring a pot of charcoal up!" Xia Qingqian's face turned purple from the cold, and it looked like he had been frozen to death.

"It's not cold, it's just that it's been too long outside, it will be fine in a while, what about your room?" Xia Qingqian looked at Ou Muchen differently, it was completely different from what she imagined.According to Ou Muchen's character traits, he is also black and white, which can match his Satanic temperament.

Now the decoration of the room has been dominated by lavender and white, which is more soft.

This is clearly the decoration plan I designed at the beginning, because my sister and Xia Hangyuan were jealous.So I designed a lot of styles for them to choose, and the style here is one of them.

Xia Qingqian's eyes suddenly felt a little sore, how long ago did he start doing these things.

"They are all designed according to the way you like. There is also a cloakroom here. I see that your design drawings are marked. The clothes inside are all tailor-made for you by the best tailor in Shanghai.

There are cheongsams, casual clothes for school, and the latest styles from abroad. If you don’t like them, we ask people to make them. "

Ou Muchen opened the bead curtain, pointed to the things inside and spoke slowly.

It was the first time for him to prepare these things for a woman with his own hands. Although he was calm on the surface, he was very nervous in his heart.

"I like it very much. Do you like cheongsams very much?" Xia Qingqian glanced at the closet. Among the clothes in it, cheongsams were the most numerous. They were all kinds and colorful.

Ou Muchen nodded. Since he could remember, his mother's favorite thing was the cheongsam.

Xia Qingqian's figure and temperament are very suitable, especially in the black market last time, the outfit was amazing, charming and charming, but still elegant.

"Okay, these things, take your time to read tomorrow, now lie down on the bed and rest!"

After saying that, Ou Muchen pulled Xia Qingqian onto the bed, quickly undressed her, and hugged her in his arms.

When he saw the letter in Forbe's hand, he panicked completely, afraid that Xia Qingqian would turn back and leave him.When he was about to rush down, Forbe stopped him.He insisted on suppressing his uneasy heart, and he went downstairs after an hour.

"Ou Muchen, are you there?" Xia Qingqian buried her head in Ou Muchen's chest and asked softly.

"I am here, all my life!"

After speaking, he sat up and handed the opened letter to Xia Qingqian.

"Why?" Xia Qingqian was a little puzzled, even if they were husband and wife, lovers, they should have space for each other, besides, she was not the kind of woman who cares about everything.

"Without the past, there would be no future, and the devil city is not at peace anymore.

I don't want you to lose your judgment at a critical time because of my affairs.We are all human beings, we all have joys and sorrows. "

The deep voice was clear and powerful, full of infinite pampering and helplessness.

He didn't expect that Fang Wanqing was in Shanghai at this time, and Ou Zhantian sent so many people who had escaped from the black prison.But he didn't succeed once, and he had to doubt the purpose of her coming back.

Xia Qingqian browsed the contents of the letter carefully, her hand shook unconsciously, and almost dropped the letter on the ground.She never thought that there was such a deep grievance between them.

"Are you going to see her?" Xia Qingqian put the letter back into the envelope, took a deep breath, calmed down, and said slowly.

(End of this chapter)