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

Outside the airport, the luggage is placed, the summer is driving, and the two brothers and sisters are sitting behind.

During the summer night, the car steadily drove the car out of the parking space. The door of the house also called and asked if there was a person. The caller was Mu Lingshi. She saw a few sentences and then hung up.

"Right, brother, I used to let Su Chen give me the driver's license. Did he do it well? I heard that the driver's license for the past two years is not easy to test, and the new rules are not exercised. I am too lazy to pass the exam."

Mu Lingshi looked at the skilled Xia night driving in the car, and now I remembered this.

Mu Muchen, who was looking at the tablet on the side, raised her head and swept her. When she thought about it, she asked the summer night when she was driving. "Where did you put it away?"

"In the second drawer on the left side of the desk, I have already used the card holder to help you collect it. I will give it to you tomorrow, Ashi!" The summer night girl was quickly called proficient.

Mu Lingshi nodded and slowly took off the sunglasses on his face to reveal the face. The scar appeared to be clear in the dim space. When the summer night unexpectedly swept the mirror in front, But she saw that she was slightly lowering her head, and the long eyelashes fanned out. It looked very quiet, but the scars...

destroyed……

"Tomorrow, I will have another trip to Fengju, lest you send it back, um, let me work..."

Mu Lingshi said and looked at Mu Chenchen next to him.

"Let your nephew arrange it for you. The entertainment club on the other side of the Imperial City is still lacking. Before it was Amo management, I asked him to take charge of the development of the film and television city. You may make up for it. Take a few days off. Let your nephew arrange your past, and she is clear about the things over there."

Mu Xiaochen replied indifferently, but in the silent eyes, it was a faint glimmer of light, looking at Mu Ling poetry.

Mu Ling’s poetry also sank in an instant, took a breath, and frowned. “Well, listen to your arrangements, don’t let me be too busy anyway.”

"You guess it is not enough. The entertainment club has just opened for a long time. Some orders have not yet been on track. I was originally looking for a skilled person to take charge of it. When everything goes smoothly on the track, I will hand it over to you." Say that you are quite good at this, so this person is you."

The words of Mu Ling’s poems fell, and the Xixia night in front of him smiled and answered.

Wen Yan said that Mu Ling Shi shrugged and shook his face and looked at his face with a look of indifference. It didn’t matter. "The resources are fully and rationally utilized. This is my brother. I am used to it. I don't have to rest any more. I will arrange for me to go to work the day after tomorrow. I have been resting there for a few days before, and it is not very tired. I will give me a day to adjust tomorrow. I don’t have to worry about the time difference."

Mu Lingshi is also a workaholic. It is a DJ in itself, and the work of the night field is reversed day and night, and the time here is just right.

"With you, if you don't want to live in the old house, I used to leave a villa in Amo, and I decorated it according to your favorite Mediterranean style. It is Amo's supervisor. It is estimated that it should be It can also match your mind, whether you want to move over and look at it yourself."

Mu Xiaochen was so low that he did not leave the flat screen before him.

When Mu Chenchen fell, Mu Lingshi suddenly fell silent. The drooping eyes covered the complexities that appeared in his eyes. He silently looked around, then suddenly turned his head and looked out the window, and he did not reply.

The atmosphere that was originally quite harmonious in the car disappeared without a trace. At the moment, it was a bit sullen, and the narrow space was filled with an unspeakable repression.

There was no talk in the summer night in front of him. The light eyes sometimes looked at the two people behind through the car mirror in front. Seeing Mu Xiaochen was like a light look, but Mu Ling’s face was a little bleak, and the whole person looked at it. Some of them are desolate, lined with the scars, and they look a little...

Unconsciously retracting her gaze and continuing to focus on driving the car, she wanted to say something, but she did not know how she could break such stiffness.

After a long time, I suddenly heard that Mu Ling’s poems were lightly breathed, and the sound of clearing the voice had already been stained with a forbearance. “Brother, I know that you are good for me, but I hope that you and me will be with you. Being able to stay out of the way, after some things happen, it will never return to the past, why should you care too much?"

"I can't go back to the past, but I know very well what you think. Amo has never given up on you. This is clearer than anyone else."

The voice of Mu Ling’s poems fell, and the faint voice of Mu Chen’s voice was also passed over. The deep-eyed eyes of the sea smashed through a cool light and looked at Mu Ling’s poems.

Mu Ling’s poems slammed into the eyes, and there was a light starlight in his eyes. He couldn’t help but raise his hand and lifted the support. He took a deep breath and turned his head to look out the window, not talking.

"Tomorrow with him to see Ling Tian and my aunt, I have been abroad for a few years, but Amo will come back every year to hang them. Yesterday I found him under the cemetery. I didn't go up, I guess I want to wait for you."

Mu Xiaochen looked at her and said quietly.

"There is nothing to pay for, and death is dead..."

Mu Ling’s mouth suddenly sneered through a satirical sneer, bringing the sunglasses in his hand again, and said coldly.

"Ling Shi!"

Seeing the attitude of Mu Lingshi, Mu Chenchen frowned at the moment, with a stern look in his deep gaze, staring at her silently.

"I am only talking about the facts."

Mu Ling’s poems lowered his voice and returned to such a sentence...

Xi Xia night can also faintly hear something, I think it should be Ling Tian's thing, seeing their faces are not very good-looking, think about it, they open the way, "A poem, what do you need to prepare? There is a big supermarket in front."

Mu Lingshi only eased this moment. He glanced at the summer evening in front of him and shook his head. "No, the family should be ready."

......

The atmosphere is still somewhat stiff, and the repressed atmosphere continues until the arrival of the Mujia old house. The joy of family reunion dilutes such depression.

In the house, Wang Hui and Zhuang Shurong, they are almost ready for dinner. Seeing Mu Lingshi, the family’s face is also a rare joy.

"It's good to come back. Just rest for a while and let your brother arrange it for you. What's good for a girl to go abroad? There is no one to care for a sick person, and it is your own..."

Wang Hui took the words of Mu Ling Shi Lala, and the meaning of concern in his eyes was thick.