Luxurious family does not accept the love: Mr.Mu, please respect yourself！

Mo Ruqing greeted her with a smile around her noble silk shawl and spoke to her in a very intimate tone, while the servant next to her came forward and took her bag away and put it on the sofa.

Several people walked to the restaurant and could vaguely see her side face.

Mo Ruqing seemed to think of something. She asked the servant to call Lanxi down. When she lifted her eyes, she suddenly saw the slender figure on the second floor. She was still in school uniform, her small face was as calm as water, confused and alienated.

His eyebrows frowned slightly, and Mo Ruqing took back his eyes.

"Go and let her down." Mo Ruqing said softly.

Sister Zhang walked into the living room. Her face was slightly embarrassed and smiled with a hint of seduction: "Miss, Miss Yan has arrived. Come down quickly."

Although the sound was light, even Yan Mu ran was shocked and couldn't help looking back.

She heard that the Mu family had a daughter who was about to take the college entrance examination. She didn't pay much attention before, but she couldn't help asking more after seeing mu Yanchen last night. Meiyan's face was slightly red. Even she had to admit how attractive this man was to her, and her love was out of control... But when she really saw the figure walking down the stairs, a little shock spread in her eyes until she stared big, and her face became very pale!

Mo Ruqing's voice sounded: "didn't you change your clothes and come down again?"

She spoke softly, but she could still hear the blame.

The long eyelashes trembled. Lanxi didn't look at her, but he looked up and swept his water eyes to Yan Mu ran. He asked softly, "my school uniform is not good-looking?"

Yan Mu ran almost suffocated and his face was frighteningly white.

The girl in front of her is sixteen or seventeen years old. She has a kind of tender but soul stirring beauty. She knows that theoretically, the girl is mu Yanchen's half sister, but - but her memory will not go wrong. That night, mu Yanchen coldly withdrew and ran to the gate of City C No. 1 middle school, waiting for the girl who gives people a kind of soft warmth.

His hand stroked her neck.

His lips whispered in her ear. They had a thrilling intimacy in the dark.

The Mou Guang was forced to tremble for a while. Yan Mu ran smiled and nodded: "it's good-looking. Just wear it like this, aunt. Don't mind too much at home. I'm embarrassed."

Mo Ruqing's eyes softened and subconsciously noticed her elegant atmosphere.

"Yan Chen didn't say when he would come back?" she asked the servant.

"I've contacted the young master, and he said that he would immediately..."

Before the servant's words were finished, a clear and determined footsteps came slowly along the way in the living room, but although it was slow, it could be vaguely seen from the tension of his thin lips that he was remembering something.

His deep eyes were bright and dark. Mu Yanchen came in. There seemed to be a happy and nervous atmosphere around him. His face was blue with cold, but his eyes softened when he saw the figure in front of the restaurant.

At a distance of more than ten meters, mu Yanchen knew that such absurd scenes were a stimulus to her.

The thick eyelashes hung down, the cold idea was covered, and the handbag was handed over to the servant next to him.

"Oh, I was just talking about you. You're here. You haven't come back at this point on weekdays. Why, are you afraid I'll have a meal and eat Mu ran together?" Mo Ruqing laughed happily.

Mu Yanchen remained silent.

Yan Mu ran began to get nervous, and his palms were full of sweat!

Of course, she knew that all this was beyond his expectation and plan today. She also clearly experienced his indifference of admiring Yan Chen! What will she gain from this self assertion? Or should she really put aside her cheek and tell him that she can't help it? Fake plays can't be really done... But he didn't say, why can't fake plays be really done?!!

"Isn't it dinner?" he went straight in, his voice low and calm. "Don't you go yet?"

Seeing that he was still old-fashioned and had a girlfriend, Mo Ruqing frowned slightly, patted the back of her hand and gently comforted: "he is like this. It's good to be used to it. You've been together for so long. Should you know better than me?"

Yan Mu ran smiled quietly and was frightened by the scene in front of him again.

She saw mu Yanchen's tall and straight figure passing by the slender figure. His cold eyes dropped and became soft. She wanted to take his hand in, but Lanxi stepped back, left him and walked in with the servant's body.

Sit down and sit down. The normally quiet table becomes lively.

Mo Ruqing took Yan Mu Ran's hand and asked questions. While asking, he confirmed with mu Yanchen.

"That's how I met? Oh, is it a girl from Mu ran who took the initiative to chat you up?" she was very interested.

Mu Yanchen did not say a word, quietly playing with the teacup at hand, neither drinking nor talking.

Yan Mu ran was so embarrassed that he blushed: "aunt..."

"Have you ever been to Yan Chen's apartment in City C? It's said to be a newly developed building. The design is very clever. I don't have time to go out all day. You can go, Mu ran!" Mo Ruqing suggested.

"... apartment?" Yan Mu ran was a little curious.

"Yes, Yan Chen always lives outside alone. He says he is close to the company!"

Lanxi wanted to put a ball in her bowl, but it fell off on the way. She frowned. She always felt that her right hand didn't listen to the command, and her muscles and bones were so sore that it didn't play any role, but her left hand couldn't use chopsticks.

Mu Yanchen, who had been silent, finally had a movement, turned his head and quietly ordered the servant to say a word.

After a while, the servant brought some spoons.

Shuimou stared at the spoon for a while. Lanxi only felt dazzling. He picked it up and gently put it in Yan Mu Ran's dishes. When he saw that the other party gave her a grateful look, he smiled, beautiful and moving.

But the next moment, when Yan Mu ran drank the soup with a spoon, he suddenly whispered and frowned painfully. Then the spoon fell into the soup, the bowl fell down, and the soup in it flowed out in an instant.

There was a sudden exclamation around.

Yan Mu ran took a paper towel, gently covered his lips and couldn't speak. Mo Ruqing looked frightened and hurriedly pulled her and said, "what's the matter?"

Shaking his head, Yan Mu ran smiled: "it's all right. There seems to be a gap in the spoon. I didn't see it. I stabbed it."

She really didn't lie. There's a gap in the spoon.

Mo Ruqing felt a stab in her heart and subconsciously looked in the direction of Lanxi - it was not her suspicion. Lanxi had just brought the spoon to Mu ran. It was a bit obvious, but she didn't know why she did it.

Lanxi looked at it with a pale face.

She opened her mouth and just wanted to tell them that she didn't see a gap in the spoon at that time, but she was interrupted by Mo Ruqing. Pressing a trace of dissatisfaction in her heart, she gently asked the servant: "fill another bowl of soup for mu ran and bring a good spoon."

Just as the servant was about to go, Lanxi got up and said in a pale and dumb voice, "let me come."

The soup pot was placed in the middle. She leaned over to get it. Yu Guangli was full of Mu Yanchen's figure, but she tried to ignore it. After the soup was filled, she shakily brought it to Yan Muran, but the more nervous she was, the more mistakes she made.

Mo Ruqing chatted with Yan Mu ran and said that he admired Yan Chen's youth with a full smile.

Yan Mu ran bit his lips, and his eyes showed an indisputable desire. He looked at mu Yanchen opposite, blushed and smiled: "really... I should have known him earlier..."

Mingming Tang had been brought to her, but Lanxi was so dead that she looked down and saw the undisguised love for mu Yanchen in her eyes. Suddenly there was a sharp pain in her right wrist. She didn't notice that she had been carrying it for too long. She whispered and directly trembled and fell down in her hand!!

This time came Yan Mu Ran's scream!

"..." the soup was hot, and the oily smell floated on it. Yan Mu Ran's coat and legs were poured over. He stood up in pain, his hands trembled, and his hands were not covered. If he didn't touch it, it would hurt more.

Mo Ruqing was startled. He was so angry that he raised his eyes and scolded: "what do you want to do?!"

All night... She's been in a temper all night! Now she really takes it out on an outsider, who is still her brother's girlfriend!

Mo Ruqing only thought this scene could make her converge, but she didn't expect her to be so bold!!

Lanxi was scared to take a step backward, and the sharp pain on her wrist disappeared. She couldn't explain what had just happened! When she opened the chair, she said "I'm sorry" in a low voice. She wanted to go over and wipe her clothes. After that, she found that there was no paper towel. She returned to the table to get the paper towel. The moment she smoked the paper towel, she accidentally hit mu Yanchen's eyes——

A moment of deep and complex flashed through his cold and clear eyes. He stared at her, only took a deep look, and then moved away faintly.

The extremely complicated eyes stabbed Lanxi's heart!

Fingers trembled slightly.

In such a big restaurant, she suddenly felt a sadness running up her back. She really didn't want to admit it, but the light in Yan Chen's eyes clearly told her his doubts, speculation, and even... Distrust!!

The restaurant was in a mess. It seemed that everyone stood up and asked Yan Muran about it. She said it didn't matter with pain. She looked puzzled but relaxed. She wanted to go to the bathroom and talk about it quickly.

"Don't go by yourself. You can't find a place," Mo Ruqing asked with a cold face. "Yan Chen, you take her."

Mu Yanchen's calm face became colder and colder.

Mo Ruqing frowned and smiled angrily: "do you want me to take it with you? I remember it's your girlfriend. It's the girl I met with your father in the restaurant, not others - Mu ran, that's what you and Yan Chen do on weekdays..."

"OK." Mu Yanchen's deep eyes showed a trace of coldness and quietly interrupted Mo Ruqing's guess. In such a tight and pale embarrassment, it was difficult for him to really meet Mu Mingsheng's inexplicable and confused eyes, and there was no way to pull the person he loved in his heart to protect him in his arms. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the great guilt could not interfere with his love for her.

Sneer, slowly blooming in the bottom of my heart, full of sad irony.

When he opened the chair next to him, he hung his eyes and got up. His aura was as quiet as water: "I'll go."