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

Chapter 107 The Eve of the Banquet

"I won't go, now is not the time." Ou Muchen held Xia Qingqian's waist, feeling very satisfied and peaceful in his heart. He never thought that he would have such a day.

Even in those gloomy days, with Fang Wanqing's presence, he had never been so peaceful, it seemed that the woman in his arms was tailor-made for him.

Xia Qingqian nodded, understanding his choice at this time, the two hugged each other hand in hand, even if the winter night was long, it was only a matter of time at this time.

At dawn, a ray of breeze blows in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, the white tassels on the bed dance with the wind, and the chirping of birds can be heard in my ears.A few rays of sunshine sprinkled on the bed like a dream.Xia Qingqian sat up suddenly, her eyes quickly rolled around the room.

Seeing the time displayed on the clock, she immediately jumped up from the bed. It was already ten o'clock in the morning. She had class today, and it was still Teacher Lu Yang's class.

"What are you looking for?"

Holding a cup of steaming milk, Ou Muchen walked in softly, and saw Xia Qingqian naked, looking for something in the room.The impulse that had been suppressed burst out once again.

"You're a ghost, you walked in suddenly." Xia Qingqian realized that she was not wearing any clothes, so she scrambled into the quilt, exposed her head and watched Ou Muchen with hot eyes vigilantly.It's not that she doesn't want to, but that a certain man insists on waiting until the time of marriage. In order for everyone to spend this period of time comfortably, she should not provoke him, so as to save herself from getting married before her hand is about to be broken.

Thinking of what happened last night, Xia Qingqian wished she could find a hole in the ground and get in. Her wrist still hurts, and there were hickey marks on her neck and body.

"I've already had my school uniform washed, and the school has asked for leave. So you can have a good rest today, and you don't have to go to school."

Passed the milk to Xia Qingqian, then walked quickly into the cloakroom, and took out a beige skirt and a pair of black leather shoes, with a blue coat on the outside.

"Are you sure you want me to wear one?" Xia Qingqian drank the milk in one breath, and looked at the clothes in Ou Muchen's hand stupidly.Asked cautiously, she didn't wear this style, after all, her age and status are not suitable for such clothes.

"Sure, I'm going to a place today." Then he put the clothes on the bed, dragged Xia Qingqian out of the quilt, and helped her put them on one by one.Although it took a long time, Ou Muchen enjoyed the process very much, especially looking at Xia Qing's blushing little face.

Xia Qingqian stood in front of the mirror, looked at herself, and blinked her eyes in disbelief. She was only 20 years old at this time, and she clearly knew what kind of changes this face would have in five years.The man behind him wore a coat of the same color as himself, with a black suit inside.Perfect figure, strong muscles, exuding a mature charm everywhere.Wearing a black hat that covered half of her face, Xia Qingqian had a purple hat with a veil on her head.

When I went downstairs, I saw Forbe carrying a basket with a few white candles and some worship things in it.

"Young Mistress, this is Madam's favorite chrysanthemum, and Madam's favorite pastry. She is a very quiet woman, and she will definitely like Young Madam." Fu Bo looked at the two people in front of him with satisfaction. , a match made in heaven.

"Thank you, Uncle Fu, I see." After taking the things, Xia Qingqian nodded and followed Ou Muchen out.

The car drove fast, passed through the bustling neighborhood, crossed the seaside, and didn't stop until the end of the coastline.

Xia Qingqian raised her head and looked outside, seeing the endless sea, the seagulls were constantly drawing beautiful arcs from top to bottom, from bottom to top.Because the weather is better today, there are many men and women walking on the trail in the distance.

"Be careful with the branches!" Ou Muchen pulled Xia Qingqian into his arms, protected her, and helped her avoid those dense branches.The two of them walked quickly through a forest and walked underground on a hillside. At a glance, they were all cemeteries, which was much different from what they had imagined.

It is exactly the same as the most high-end cemetery in modern times. I am afraid that rich people are buried here neatly, with the same tombstones, the surrounding vegetation is very neatly repaired, and there are also roses and other flowers and plants around.

Going up the hill, bypassing several tombstones, I finally stopped in front of a very delicate tombstone, and there was a bunch of fresh yellow chrysanthemums beside it.

Ou Muchen stepped forward and threw the chrysanthemum on it into the distance, his eyes were a bit cold.There is a black and white photo on the tombstone, a man who looks to be 35 or [-] years old, with quiet eyes and gentle temperament.Looking at her will make people think of the feeling of home. The woman is wearing a simple bun, wearing a dark green cheongsam, holding a folding fan in her hand, and looking into the distance.This was clearly captured by someone accompanying him, and the surrounding background was under a pear tree.

"Mom, I brought Qingqian to see you today. She is your daughter-in-law, isn't she beautiful? She is as good as you and can cook. You don't have to worry about me being hungry anymore. We will be happy Be happy together for the rest of your life, and when we have children and bring them to see you, you won't feel lonely." Ou Muchen knelt on the ground, wiping the photos with a handkerchief bit by bit.

This was the first time Xia Qingqian saw such a gentle Ou Muchen. He was usually cold and hard, but in front of her he was gentle.At this time, he is just a child who can't grow up in front of his mother. He has his own softness, and even his innocence.

"Mom, I'm Xia Qingqian, your daughter-in-law, and I will take good care of Mu Chen." Xia Qingqian bent down and placed the chrysanthemum in front of the tombstone, and said respectfully to the deceased mother-in-law in the photo.

"During my time, my mother died. I didn't have time for her to see the girl standing next to her. She didn't want me to find a weak woman like her.

The two of them have been married for 20 years, and she is just Ou Zhantian's wife and my mother.Ou Zhantian has always been flirtatious outside, and has never been short of women.For as long as I can remember, my mother has sat and waited for him to come back every night, but only rarely.

She has always maintained the role of her wife in the mansion. In the eyes of others, she is the magnificent Mrs. Oujia.But only I know how much she misses the man who doesn't love her at all when she is alone. "Ou Muchen's voice was a little hoarse, infinitely extended in the silent air, with an inexplicable sadness.

Xia Qingqian stood by and listened quietly. She didn't know how to comfort Ou Muchen. It could even be said that Ou Muchen didn't need other people's comfort. What he needed was someone who could understand him and listen quietly so that he could catch my breath.

(End of this chapter)