The Most Loving Marriage In History: Master Mu’s Pampered Wife

The night outside was gradually darkening, and the number of vehicles whizzing on the road was getting less and less. A few cool breeze passed, and the distant sky suddenly fluttered with a touch of wetness. In a short while, a sly sensation The entire Z city was shrouded, and the street that had just been blown away by the wind had a wetness.

Xi Xia night's embarrassment came out of the entertainment club, although I still feel very awake in my head, but the whole person is staggering, and even the station is not stable.

She couldn't remember how much she had drunk. She only knew that her whole person was burned first, then she was numb, numb to the cold, unaware...

All the way through the tentacle touched things, barely stabilized the body, struggling to go in the direction of his car, took out the car key, wanted to open the door, but the hand did not listen to the trembling, then the key in the hand is I don't know where I am going.

The cold wind and cold rain continued to invade, and her whole person seemed to be thrown into the fire for a while, and then thrown into the ice and snow, and the cold wind blowing her head began to hurt, faint, inexplicable chest. A pain, suddenly weak and weak, the whole person fell to the ground by the door...

The eyelids suddenly burned up, the sullen feeling in the chest, and the sourness in the depths of the throat rushed upward, forcing her to almost collapse.

How many times, she also wants to indulge in such a cry, how many times, she wants to get drunk and forget all things, but the calm and sane of her mind does not tolerate her doing so.

Her eyes are dry, dry up to almost no tears.

Also, her tears have been drained many years ago, and now she can't keep her tears.

Han Yifeng, you will never know, in order to let you fall in love with me, how can I struggle with my efforts...

I always think that I can do a little more. Some of the touches and warmth can accumulate more and more. Maybe one day, when he turns his head, he will find her good. After all, they also have a marriage contract, aren't they?

......

The dense cold rain began to invade this cold and quiet city with the cold wind. Perhaps, in this cold cold wind and cold rain, the people who are upset and sad are far more than her summer night, but this moment, For the first time, she tasted the pain of such a clear bone.

When Han Yifeng left indifferently, she did not feel the pain of such heartbreaking lungs. For a moment, I really wanted to faint directly in the past, at least not so awake to bear all of this.

......

"Young master, that woman, a bit like a director!"

The car has been steadily moving forward, and the assistant Li Si in front of him suddenly could not help but speak out.

The back seat was looking down at the data in the laptop, and the eyebrows smashed his eyebrows, looked up slightly, and looked in the direction of Li Si’s finger. Sure enough, I saw a parking space on the side of the road, and a cold-colored windbreaker was cold. The woman in the rain is kneeling on the ground, struggling to find something.

"Young Master, Miss Xi!"

Amo, who was driving, also recognized the summer night.

"It’s the director’s right, she seems to drink too much, it’s raining!”

Li Si was an assistant to the old chairman of Shengshi Group, Mu Yinan. Now he has been transferred to Mu Xiaochen as an assistant. He has been staying at the head office here. He is naturally familiar with Xia night. He is familiar with him. The impression of this clever, yet beautiful and elegant director has always been good.

......

Xi Xia night did not know how long I reached for the ground and groped for a long time. I couldn’t find the key. The vertigo felt like a wave of waves. The clothes on my body had been stained with a layer of wetness. She held the door with her hand. stable.

When Mu Chen’s car stopped by her, she was already drunk and unconscious. Her eyes were not allowed to focus, and she saw the admiration that appeared in front of her, and her pupils seemed to be a little surprised, light indifference. The lips were slightly light, and I wanted to say something, but I couldn’t say a word. Finally, all the reason was swallowed up by a darkness.

Mu Xiaochen stepped forward and quickly caught her fallen body.

"Young Master, really Miss Xi, her wounds seem to be still not good!"

Amo frowned at the woman who was in the arms of Mu Chen, and did not miss the wound that she still wraps around. The scent of the air is coming from the wind, and people are also somewhat uncomfortable.

"Good rich wine, God, how much did the director drink?"

Li Si couldn't help but be surprised to see the summer night that had lost consciousness. In the impression, I have never seen such a rude director. I have not seen her at some banquets in the past.

"Young master, get on the bus first, the rain is getting bigger!"

Amo quickly opened the door.

Mu Yan dusty eyebrows scorned, looked down at the woman in her arms, her eyes swept to the ground, and soon found the key that fell to the ground, Li Si was very willing to pick up, and Mu Chen has turned around Going to the side of the car.

"Where is your home?"

Putting Xi Xia night into the car, Mu Xiaochen suddenly asked her such a sentence. However, the summer night had already slept, and he did not hear his question.

‘cough...’

After a light cough, the summer night suddenly fell uncomfortably toward the window, and the whole person shivered and shivered, and the hair scattered by the shawl was slightly wet.

"Young master, where are you going?"

Suddenly came the voice of Amo.

Mu Xiaochen looked up and looked at the front. He found that the front was already a traffic port. He turned his head and looked at the drunken summer night. He was silent and said, "Go back to Fengju."

Fengju is both a private villa in the villa area of ​​Shengli.

When he spoke, he turned slightly and took a blanket from the back. He casually covered it on the summer night, then took the file next to him, opened it, and continued to look through it.

Amo saw it and silently adjusted the air conditioner inside the car.

The car rushed through the vast rain and rain, and drove outside the city's north city, through the wide Fatong Avenue, past the long clean cement avenue, and finally came to the entrance of an upscale villa.

"Young master is good!"

The guard in front of the door was naturally aware of the car that was admired by Mu Chen. His eyes glanced through the narrow window and looked at the car. When he saw the quiet man in the back seat, he greeted him with respect and then opened the door. Key, the car slowly enters.

Around the winding concrete road, I came to the front of a villa in a short while.

Amo quickly stopped the car and opened the door.

Mu Xiaochen also closed the documents in his hand and turned to look at the woman who was still asleep. The squat in the depths was calm and calm. Thinking about it, she finally lowered her eyes and went under the car, then hugged her up.

"Get the documents to my study."

After dropping such a sentence, he stepped forward to the villa.