Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

After all, back to the official residence, it is possible to see mu Shaoxi.

It's not possible. I'm sure I'll see it.

Grandpa Mu's birthday party. As the eldest son and grandson, he will not be absent.

Lu Mian now thinks back to what happened when he left. He thinks it's very funny.

Especially now, she already has Ling Yushen. It's really stupid to look back at herself.

But it's all over.

It's all over.

Back to the official residence, she went directly to the west wing. After all, she has always lived in the west wing.

Mu Shaoyan learned that she had landed and hurried back from the company. They returned to the official residence with their feet back and forth.

Lu Mian's front foot arrived, and Mu Shaoyan's back foot also arrived. He saw her dusty appearance.

"Yuanyuan, didn't you have a good rest?"

I didn't sleep much on the plane. Lu Mian has some dark circles under his eyes at the moment.

"The plane was too noisy to sleep."

Mu Shaoyan patted her head and comforted, "go back to the bedroom and have a rest first. Mother will come back in the evening. Let's have dinner together."

"OK."

With a clever answer, Lu Mian went upstairs.

Although she no longer lived in the official residence, her bedroom remained as it was, clean and tidy.

It seems that the servant cleans every day.

A year, not long or short, is enough to forget unpleasant things and make people regain their confidence and look forward.

After a simple bath, Lu Mian changed his pajamas and lay down to rest.

When mu Shaoxi came back from the government hall, he didn't expect Han Huan to wait for him in front of the official residence.

When the window came down, he looked picturesque and indifferent. "Why are you waiting here?"

"Return your car." His Maybach, she's been driving these days.

Come here today and return the car to him.

"Has your car been repaired?"

Some time ago, she had a small accident and the car was sent for repair, so mu Shaoxi picked up her own car and let her drive.

Han Huan seemed to have something on his mind. He nodded absently and didn't talk much.

Standing alone in front of the official residence, he showed his cool temperament incisively and vividly.

"Would you like to have dinner?"

Now that we have met, let's eat together.

Mu Shaoxi asked casually. Han Huan looked up at him in surprise, as if to explore the sincerity in his words.

"No?"

"Yes."

One word, she answered concisely.

Afraid of being a second late, he regretted it.

Mu Shaoxi nodded gently, "get on the bus."

Han Huan opened the door and got into the car.

Joan had a tight time. When she came out of the space base, she went straight to the booked restaurant. She called Lu Mian.

Lu Mian, alone, hurriedly changed his pajamas, wore a plain face and went out without powder.

Mu Shaoyan said that his car had stopped at the door. She grabbed her cell phone and hurried out.

As soon as we got to the door, a Bentley came in.

She almost hit her head on without noticing.

After the reaction, she pressed her hand on her heart, turned pale with fear, and suddenly stepped back a few steps.

The guard stepped on the brake. Due to inertia, mu Shaoxi and Han Huan in the back seat suddenly leaned forward, were dragged back by the safety belt, and hit the back of the chair heavily.

"What's going on?" Mu Shaoxi pressed his forehead in a low tone.

A cold sweat broke out on the guard's forehead. "Young master, Miss Yuanyuan suddenly ran out."

Han Huan subconsciously blurted out: "who?"

Miss Yuanyuan?

Is it Lu Mian?

Before the guard answered, mu Shaoxi pushed the door and got off.