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Mu Jingcheng suddenly rushed to the door happily, but when she opened the door, she saw not Qu Shaochen, but Zhang ma. For a moment, her hope was shattered, and the joy on her face disappeared.

"Well orange, the meal is ready, now or wait for your husband to come back?" Zhang Ma asked and looked at Mu Jing orange, only to find that her face was not very good, "you Is it uncomfortable? "

"No!" Mu Jingcheng shakes her head. She looks at her watch and says, "wait for him to come back." It's the weekend. Shouldn't he be so busy?

"Good!"

After Zhang's mother got the promise, she went downstairs. Mu Jingcheng went back to her room, picked up her mobile phone and sent a wechat to Qu Shaochen: I'll wait for you for dinner in the evening and come back as soon as possible!

However, after this message was sent out for a long time, there was no reply.

Looking at the cell phone lying there so quietly, Mu Jingcheng even suspected that his message had not been sent out, but after checking again and again, he could not help worrying.

He didn't see it, did he?

Is it too busy?

Or What happened?

Mu Jingcheng thinks about all kinds of possibilities that will happen, and all kinds of reasons why he doesn't return information. He is restless and walks back and forth in the room, frowning slightly. He doesn't know if he should call to ask.

But I'm afraid that once he's in a meeting, and I disturb his work, will it cause him any burden?

but if she doesn't make a phone call, she can't feel at ease.

So

"Oh, no matter!" With that, Mu Jingcheng dials Qu Shaochen directly. Otherwise, this tangle will not only affect the mood, but also delay the time.

Instead of waiting here, it's better to ask directly.

However, a long time after the call, no one answered.

At this moment, Mujing orange can't help but worry, "why don't you answer the phone?" Tqr1

just at this moment, a woman's voice suddenly came out of the phone, "the number you dialed is in the middle of a conversation, please redial later."

Mu Jing orange can't help a Leng, "on the phone?"

Obviously, the other party hung up.

Are you busy?

However, it also shows that he heard the voice of the phone and knew that he was calling him. He must have seen the wechat he just sent, right?

It's almost eight o'clock. Is he still so busy?

Busy to no time to answer their own phone, back to their own wechat?

Just then, her cell phone suddenly rang.

It's wechat.

Mujing orange quickly opened, if it is really District Shaochen, tone is also surprisingly simple, "in social intercourse, don't wait for me!"

Although looking at these words, I can't help feeling a little lost, but Mujing orange is still very sensible to reply, "pay attention to your body, remember to eat."

"Good!" Qu Shaochen's reply is still extremely concise.

Mujing orange looked at the word for a long time, always feel empty in the heart, like something disappeared in general, stuffy.

Just at this time, there was a knock outside the door, and then the door was opened. Ozawa came in with a small head and looked at Mujing orange wrongly. "Mom, I'm hungry. Can I have dinner?"

"Of course Mu Jingcheng smiles, then goes to his son, "go, let's eat."

"Don't you want to wait for Dad?" Ozawa doubts.

"Dad is busy and won't come back for dinner." Mujing orange smiles and leads Ozawa downstairs.

When did Qu Shaochen become so busy that he didn't even have time to go home for dinner, and when did he even have no patience to return her information?

Is it too much, too sensitive, or What's going on?

And you don't know anything?

"Granny Zhang, my mother said we can have dinner..."

Ozawa's cheerful voice interrupts Mu Jingcheng's thoughts. Watching his son happily run to the restaurant and watch the table full of rich food, Mu Jingcheng suddenly feels that he is too hypocritical.

How can career oriented men revolve around their families?

It must be that Qu Shaochen doted on her too much before, so now with a little negligence, he would have such a big heart gap.

Yes, that's it!

He is out so hard struggle, what reason do you have to blame him?!

After such a thought, the loss in Mu Jing orange's heart gradually disappeared. In the evening, after Ozawa and Zhang's mother fell asleep, Mu Jingcheng ran to the sofa in the living room with her notebook and began to design their wedding dress.

Under her sudden inspiration, the original confirmed design was restored again.

After the final draft, Mujing orange sent the pictures to his company's partners and began to make them.

When everything is settled and the computer is closed, Mu Jingcheng finds that Qu Shaochen hasn't come back yet. At the moment, it's already 11 p.m."So busy?" Mu Jing orange looked at the mobile phone in doubt, no missed calls, no unread information, and even no action. He couldn't help worrying.

But he didn't want to disturb him any more. Instead, he picked up his coat and walked out the door.

Push open the door, a cold wind head-on, unexpectedly with heavy moisture.

A dazzling light stabbed over, Mujing orange realized that it was snowing.

Although not big, but the ground is a thick layer.

She suddenly remembered that after Sheng Qing died, she went to the cemetery to see her father. When she came back, she saw Qu Shaochen standing in the snow waiting for her.

At this moment, she also suddenly wants to be such a woman, a woman who loves each other deeply and is willing to give everything for each other.

With the same mood, Mujing orange walked out of the gate slowly.

Although I don't know when Qu Shaochen will come back or when she will stand, but There is such a mood, there is such an expectation, her heart has become warm.

"Ma'am..." When the guard saw her, he was surprised, but he said respectfully, "it's so late, you Going out? "

Mujing orange smiles and then replies, "wait for my husband to come back."

This words a say, Mu Jing orange can't help of Leng for a while, know district little Chen so long, she is still the first time so from the heart of such call him, is also the first time not to his face, call his husband.

It's just If you let him know, he will laugh at himself?!

Think of here, Mu Jingcheng still couldn't help laughing, and then stepped on some slightly thick snow, walked out.

Late at night, no one on the road, no car, some terrible silence.

Mujing orange stood on the side of the road and kept looking in the direction where Qu Shaochen might come out. There was a lot of snow on his face and head, and his feet were soaked because of his slippers. He was surrounded by cold.

But even so, she persisted until a car came slowly towards her not far away