My Third Gentleman

Chapter 215 Mu's Mansion (5)

Wushuang always felt that something was wrong. Shouldn't Mu Jinchen talk to her parents Gaotang to get married? Why does she feel that there is such a disharmonious relationship between her mother-in-law and Mu Zhilan?

Mu Zhilan glanced at Wushuang's expression, and then slowly said, "Oh, Wushuang, you may not know, Chen'er was brought up by me since I was a child, and my personality is relatively dull. My mother passed away early, and the communication with her father is not even considered. Many, you can see the situation in the family. It can be said that the yang is prosperous and the yin is declining. The four generations of the same family are my woman's family. I also care about all the trivial matters in the family, so Chen'er and I are still close."

With Mu Zhilan's words, Wushuang remembered the situation of the Mu family. Wu Ma told her that the eldest sister is like a mother. It is no wonder that Mu Zhilan would be like this. At this time, she really cannot be treated as a peer. It is more respectful.

"Mr. Mu respects his sister very much. This time something happened suddenly. In short, don't blame him, it's all my fault."

Mu Zhilan patted the back of Wushuang's hand lightly, "Wushuang, don't get me wrong, I tell you this really didn't mean to blame you, you can say that, and I feel very pleased to maintain him so much."

As he said, he tightened his cloak tightly, looked up at the kapok that was open like a tea, and smiled at Wushuang, "Wushuang, Chen'er liked this kapok tree the most when he was young. She was young and didn't like to talk. , Dad was very strict with him. He was very stubborn. He thought it was right but he refused to admit his mistakes. When he was angry, he ran under the tree and stayed without saying a word. Therefore, I can always be here. What a fool to find him."

In the words, the gentle eyes are filled with endless nostalgia, such maternal glory, Wushuang believes that Mu Zhilan must love Mu Jinchen no less than his own children.

"Mr. Mu must be very happy to have a sister like you."

Hearing this, Mu Zhilan lowered his eyes, and took away the loneliness hidden in his eyes, "There are some things that no one can replace."

Softly dropped such a sentence, and quickly returned to normal, "I hope Wushuang is also his unique happiness, so I can rest assured."

I don't know if it was an illusion, Wushuang always felt that when Mu Zhilan said this, there was a faint sadness between his brows.

Perhaps Mu Zhilan's temperament was also so melancholy, it was just a flash, and he didn't take it to heart.

The two were talking all the way, and arrived at the villa in a short while, Wushuang’s eyes flashed with surprise, and some couldn’t believe that in such a classical courtyard, there is no other way to hide a beautifully decorated house from the outside. Invisible.

Very typical European medieval aristocratic style, combined with ancient Chinese style, even a simple furnishing reveals noble luxury, but it does not make people feel distanced. Being in it feels quite comfortable and enjoyable.

Mu Jinchen's house vaguely felt like this, but it was too simple and unnecessary. He didn't display almost the same.

"The owner who designed this house is too tasteful." The high roof, the magnificent lighting, luxurious but restrained, is a very heavy and unobtrusive aristocratic style.

"Even a small furnishing is so ingenious." Wushuang's hand passed over the latest furnishing, sincerely praised.

(End of this chapter)