My Third Gentleman

Chapter 165 Simple Life on the Twenty-ninth Floor (3)

The girl's voice is very soft, especially when she is a little wronged, Mu Jinchen's heart is also a little sad. She is really a distressed girl.

Mu Jinchen put some side dishes on her plate again, putting the voice line to the softest, with infinite pity, "As long as Wushuang is willing, Mr. Mu’s account is always welcome to add your name. From now on, Mr. Mu’s home will be Your home, our home."

Wushuang was stunned again, but this time she did not refute anything, but bit the spoon in her mouth, thinking.

For a moment, Shui Miao stared at Mu Jinchen's eyes with a good error, and said seriously, "Mr. Mu, I will consider you seriously and will treat you as the only candidate for my family. I think I will figure out the day."

Is the first person in the family?

As calm as Mu Jinchen's heart is also moved, he knows how difficult it is to get this little woman's words.

Mu Jinchen was calm on the surface, only the gloomy light flowing quickly from the pair of Gujing Bubo's deep eyes betrayed his emotions at the moment, but in the end it only turned into a "good" word to talk about.

He has a clear and firm position, but never reluctantly, never rushes forward. This is his consistent attitude towards Wushuang, and he finally reached such a tacit understanding with Wushuang that the other party is the only candidate for each other's family.

After breakfast, Wushuang went back to the twenty-ninth floor to change clothes. Mu Jinchen asked Qidong to prepare his gifts, and then he was about to drive to the Summer Garden.

This is Mu Jinchen’s first official visit to Xia Jingshan. He seems to have seen his parents, so he is wearing a somewhat formal, orthodox black suit and a long trench coat of the same color. The whole person looks handsome, slender and tall, standing proudly, like The stalwart of pine and cypress, the introverted and wise temperament, is more forgiving and generous like a mountain.

Wushuang also changed from the casual attire on weekdays, dressed a little more formal, with thin powder, water-like star eyes looking forward to his life, and directly waited for Mu Jinchen at the entrance to the parking lot.

Seeing Mu Jinchen's Pikes Peak stop at her feet, the spring sunshine refreshed one's heart, and Wushuang smiled, like a gentle and graceful lady in the south of the Yangtze River.

Mu Jinchen took the lead to get out of the car and helped her open the passenger car door. After Wushuang got into the car, he closed the car door easily before returning to the driver's seat.

The engine started, and a strong feeling of pushing his back came, Wushuang pulled the seat belt and fastened it.

Like Mu Jinchen, the black Audi Pikes Peak has a restrained atmosphere. At first glance, it looks like an ordinary off-road vehicle.

Such expensive but unremarkable cars have always had a price but no market. Most people would rather buy a top sports car at the same price than such a low-key car.

"Why didn't Qidong drive today?" In Wushuang's impression, Mu Jinchen seldom drives, and Qidong drives most of the time.

"I gave him a holiday on weekends." Mu Jinchen looked at the girl in the passenger car from the rear mirror, and asked, "Why? Can't you trust my skills?"

Wushuang shook his head, "Not really, you see who is not driving by himself now, there are fewer drivers."

When Mu Jinchen heard this, a complex emotion flashed through his deep eyes. There seemed to be some waves of light circulating, but he quickly recovered his calm. "There was a car accident many years ago, and for several years I was reluctant to touch it. The steering wheel, let Qidong drive, and then it became a habit."

Sorry, the estimate is wrong, I won’t have a good show until Xia Yuan tomorrow, I’m here today

(End of this chapter)