Lure from a wealthy family: The devil’s president can’t get enough

Jun Shaoqing hated the alienation in her eyes the most. If it weren't for today being a special day, he should have slowed down. After all, he was afraid of scaring her.

"Get in the car, it's not easy to wait for the car at this time." Jun Shaoqing got out of the car, and opened the door very gentlemanly.

Mu Xingyao looked at his tall and straight figure, and the few white hairs on his temples that were sparse, a few white hairs!He actually has white hair!Mu Xingyao felt distressed for a while.When I saw him again, I always felt that he lacked the domineering feeling he had before, and he looked very vicissitudes.

"Okay, less trouble, sir." Mu Xingyao lowered her head and got into the car.

Jun Shaoqing leaned over to help her fasten her seat belt, smiled slightly, and turned her head to support the steering wheel.

Mu Xingyao looked at his side face and the white hair on his sideburns, she turned her gaze back and saw the white rose on the back seat, her heart tightened.

"Why didn't you buy some when you came to the flower market?"

"I'm just here to take a look." Mu Xingyao said in a low voice, and looked out the window.

Jun Shaoqing was flustered for a while, turned slightly sideways and continued to drive. He didn't expect that his concentration was getting worse and worse, and he actually reacted to her whispering and the faint frankincense on his body!

"Before I send you home, I'll go see my wife first." Jun Shaoqing said tentatively.

Mu Xingyao looked at Jun Shaoqing in astonishment, and suddenly felt angry. What does he mean by this?Tell yourself you have a wife?White roses are prepared, ha, what a joke.

"Young Master Jun is very busy, so I won't bother you. You can just stop at the intersection in front of you. It's the same when I wait for the car to go back to the city."

Jun Shaoqing saw her hair blown up again, and couldn't help chuckling inwardly, raising her eyebrows.

"Not in a hurry, not in a hurry." As he spoke, he suddenly increased his speed, not giving Mu Xingyao any chance to get off the car.

Mu Xingyao glared at Jun Shaoqing, and swore in her heart that she would never miss him again, not even once. What does this bastard have to think about?

In a bad mood, he pretended to be tired and closed his eyes, as the saying goes.

Half an hour later, Jun Shaoqing stopped the car, glanced sideways at Mu Xingyao who was pretending to be asleep, smiled softly, leaned over to help her open the seat belt, and said softly, "We're here, come with me."

Mu Xingyao felt as though his whole body was electrified, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Mo Lian's eyes looking at her, with some smiles in his eyes.

"Sorry, I'm busy." Mu Xingyao didn't want to see Nan Qiyu, at least not now.

Turning around and opening the door to get out of the car, Jun Shaoqing didn't stop him, standing beside the car from the other side with a white rose in his arms.

Mu Xingyao looked up dumbfounded, where is this?cemetery?In an instant, the sky thundered, and he turned his head to look at Jun Shaoqing who looked normal.

Jun Shaoqing came over, took out a white rose from the bouquet and put it in Mu Xingyao's hand.

"If you don't want to go, just wait here for me. This one is for you. Don't wander around, you will get lost."

The old man guarding the tomb greeted him, and Jun Shaoqing talked to him in a low voice, and the two walked to a certain place in the cemetery.

Mu Xingyao looked at a white rose in her hand, and her heart was pounding. She learned the words of various flowers for the flower shop. The words of a white rose are only you in my heart.

Is it a coincidence?Or do you mean something else?Damn it, I don't want flowers for the dead.

Mu Xingyao threw the roses in her hand on the ground, and strode towards the road. After looking around for a long time, she didn't find a car, and then looked back at Jun Shaoqing's car, and the roses she threw on the ground. walked back.

Picking up the roses, looking at what can still be seen in the cemetery, Jun Shaoqing's back quietly walked in, speaking from the bottom of his heart, the feeling of a living person visiting his own grave is really indescribable.

Walking slowly, you can hear Jun Shaoqing muttering to himself, Mu Xingyao became more curious and walked closer.

"Xingyao, it's been such a long time, are you in a hurry? I have left Jun's house now, and I will come to accompany you when the matter is settled."

Mu Xingyao's whole body tightened up, feeling very cold, really cold, what is Jun Shaoqing thinking?

"Some time ago, the old stubborn head used to ask me to marry Nan Qiyu to force me to hand over Jinding. I didn't want to be there anymore, so I moved back to our house. The house on Qiongjiang Road has been renovated. When Mom comes back, I hope she can live more comfortably, so let her and Tiantian live in the villa in the suburbs, okay?"

Mu Xingyao couldn't stand upright, squatted down, and put his hands on his shoulders. Is he here to explain his whereabouts?Does he mean that he has lived enough?how could it be possible?Is this scientific?

"It's going to be Chinese New Year in a while, Xingyao, should I go and plead guilty to my mother, I didn't take good care of you and failed her entrustment, I'm really sorry for her."

Mu Xingyao trembled uncontrollably, looked up at Jun Shaoqing's lonely back, and the movement of him leaning over to gently wipe the tombstone with his hand, turned around in a panic, walked quickly to the side of the car, Holding the rose in my hand, I didn't know that a tiny thorn pricked my finger.

Jun Shaoqing smiled slightly, placed the rose in front of the grave and sighed, reaching out to touch the photo of Mu Xingyao on it.

"Little thing, I'm sorry to scare you again."

Looking back, looking at Mu Xingyao who was standing beside the car, the corners of her mouth were pulled into a smug smile, but she immediately restrained her smile, and walked out with a heavy face.

Mu Xingyao watched him walk over step by step, and felt very sad in her heart, as if something was disturbing her heart, he didn't marry Nan Qiyu, and went back to their home?Is that the cottage?No, he lives in his old house.

He still has to go to his mother to plead guilty, but Tiantian knows that he is not dead.

"I'm sorry, I'll take you home." Jun Shaoqing got into the car and nodded slightly to Mu Xingyao.

"Oh, thank you." Mu Xingyao got into the car numbly, watched him considerately come over and fasten her seat belt, then sat back and supported the steering wheel.

"You, your wife." Mu Xingyao wished to bite off her tongue, which pot was not open and which pot to lift.

Jun Shaoqing tilted his head, looked at Mu Xingyao's tangled face, and smiled faintly.

"My wife is lovely, but she left me and I miss her a lot."

"Hmm." Mu Xingyao lowered her head, not daring to look at Jun Shaoqing anymore. Jun Shaoqing was not talking, but just drove quietly, and the two of them fell into silence for a while.

"I'll just get off in front of you, thank you." Mu Xingyao finally got to Qiongjiang Road, holding the car door and getting ready to get off.

Jun Shaoqing parked the car on the side of the road, seeing how she got out of the car and ran away, couldn't help feeling distressed.

"How is Xiao An'an?"

Mu Xingyao stopped in her tracks. His daughter was full moon. As a father, is he qualified to see it?

At this moment, Mu Xingyao knew that she was shaken by Jun Shaoqing's despair, and slowly turned around to look into his hopeful eyes.