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

As before, Mu Xingyao meticulously prepared the dinner and opened a bottle of red wine. Looking at the gradually darkening night, she felt a little anticipation and a little fear.

She has completely calmed down, facing the impending parting, her heart is as still as water, and she is determined to leave.

Jun Shaoqing's car was actually parked outside the door. Seeing Mu Xingyao, who was busy in the kitchen, walking to the door to look around, he clenched his hands tightly and then loosened them.

It has been so many years since I met her, but looking back at this moment, it is so upheaval, so that the sweetness between two people seems too precious.

He knows deeply in his heart that if he chooses to meet again at Rashomon, he will still treat Mu Xingyao like that, because he has no choice, for the safety of the people he cares about most, brothers and lovers, he can't let go of anyone .

Taking the prepared gift from the back seat and getting off the car, the state of mind actually felt like a guest. The strangeness between the two of them was too scary, at least Jun Shaoqing knew that he was afraid.

The room is filled with the aroma of coffee, with a hint of seductive breath lingering in the nose.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Mu Xingyao turned around with the coffee in hand, and smiled slightly: "Are you back? Are you tired? Wash up and come over to eat."

Jun Shaoqing was stunned. If a woman loses her temper, at least there is still room for redemption. The current Mu Xingyao made him unable to grasp it.

"This is a gift for you, I'm going to wash my face." Jun Shaoqing left a word and fled in despair.

Mu Xingyao put the coffee on the dining table and walked over, reached out and stroked the lace bow on the box, gently opened it and looked at a long white dress inside, this is her favorite color and style, simple and elegant.

The silk fabric was ironed against the skin of the hand, so comfortable that he was reluctant to take it away, and went upstairs with the box in his arms.

When Jun Shaoqing washed his face and came out, he found that the first floor was empty, and his heart kept sinking, like sinking to the bottom of the valley. He rubbed his face with one hand in a somewhat decadent manner. She won't leave, at least not now, right?

"What's the matter? Everything is ready, let's have dinner." Mu Xingyao walked down the stairs and put on the white dress Jun Shaoqing prepared for her.

The skirt reached to the ankle, and the simple V-neck design exposed her small and round collarbone. Her hair was draped softly on her shoulders, and she was very refreshing.

Jun Shaoqing walked over and held out his hand.

Mu Xingyao hesitated for a moment and put her hand on Jun Shaoqing's.

The big hand tightened and wrapped her hand in the palm of his hand, and he felt her trembling slightly.

The two walked to the dining table, and Mu Xingyao poured wine for Jun Shaoqing.

Sitting opposite each other, staring at each other for a long time.

"Have a good meal, okay?" Mu Xingyao asked.

Jun Shaoqing nodded and held up his wine glass: "Xingyao, celebrate the 2656th day we have known each other."

Mu Xingyao's heart trembled, she remembered so clearly, she didn't even know how long the two of them had been together.

Jun Shaoqing took a sip of the red wine, looked at Mu Xingyao's hand, she finally took off the wedding ring, but she still wore it, and will always wear it.

"Time really flies, it's been so long." Mu Xingyao sighed softly, picked up the wine glass and took a big sip, she found that today's red wine was exceptionally delicious, very mellow.

"For such a long time, we get together less and stay away more. I want to be a very qualified husband, but I am always hindered by various things. Xingyao, I'm sorry." Jun Shaoqing picked up a piece of ribs and placed them in Mu In Xingyao's plate, when he said this, there was a helpless smile on his face.

Mu Xingyao shook her head: "No, it's because I don't understand people too much, you are the one who suffers, but..." She couldn't continue, and she found that she wanted to say the sentence 'but it won't happen in the future, we will be safe. 'It was so difficult.

He picked up the ribs and lowered his head to bite hard.

"Slow down." Jun Shaoqing handed over the tissue.

Mu Xingyao felt sore in her heart, took the tissue and smiled hard at Jun Shaoqing.

"What will you be like in the future?" Jun Shaoqing looked at Mu Xingyao's hard-working look, and lovingly raised his fingers to wipe off the oil stains on the corners of her mouth. Maybe in the future, without her by her side, she would Will it be the same as before?

"In the future? I want to stay with my mother well. She has been with me for most of my life, and finally I can get together with my father. I hope they can be very comfortable in their later years. I grow up." Mu Xingyao took it over. The wine bottle, I poured some for Jun Shaoqing and filled it up for myself. She likes this wine, it's very delicious.

"Grow up, yes, mature, people can't control it, you with a stubborn personality, maybe you really should find a place to live in seclusion." Jun Shaoqing raised the wine glass slightly, Mu Xingyao He also raised his glass, and the two of them drank it down in one gulp.

"Are you still very busy? Your health is important, so go home and spend more time with the old man. By the way, there is one thing I didn't tell you." Mu Xingyao thought of Annie and Annie's children.

Jun Shaoqing raised his eyebrows, looked at Mu Xingyao seriously and waited for her to continue.

"Annie's child belongs to Jun Shaohua."

"I know." Jun Shaoqing said.

"But she doesn't intend to let Jun Shaohua know. I hope that when you have the opportunity to go to country M in the future, you can see that child. It's very cute." Mu Xingyao said.

"Well, she and Mike are getting along very well now, and they may get married soon." Jun Shaoqing said.

"Oh, what about An An, An An is still young, and Yang Qian is already in his teens, the two children can't stick together all the time, or should I take An An to country F for a while?" Mu Xingyao looked at Jun Shaoqing.

Jun Shaoqing poured her wine and nodded, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

For the rest of the time, the two ate quietly, Jun Shaoqing kept delivering Mu Xingyao's favorite dishes to her plate, but he only drank.

Holding a wine glass and looking at her, there is nothing else to ask for in life.

"When are you leaving?" Jun Shaoqing asked.

Mu Xingyao's tears flowed down instantly, he asked himself when will he leave?when are we leaving?

"Tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow, I still have some things to tidy up. By the way, your clothes are in the wardrobe upstairs. I have already ironed them. If you want An An, you can go and see her." ...."

Mu Xingyao's tears fell drop by drop on the table, she suddenly didn't want to leave so much, she didn't know herself at this moment, it was her who wanted to leave all the time, and she was the one who was reluctant in the end, is this a woman?

Jun Shaoqing leaned over to help her wipe away her tears, and said softly, "Those are not important, just promise me one thing in the end, okay?"

Mu Xingyao looked up at him.

"If one day I die, can you send me back to city A to be buried with my mother?" Jun Shaoqing's voice trembled, as if she was afraid that she would refuse.

Mu Xingyao stood up, stepped back step by step, and kept shaking her head.

Jun Shaoqing's hand was still in the posture of wiping her tears, and seeing her, he slowly lowered his hand: "Thank you for the dinner, it was delicious."

After finishing speaking, he turned and walked towards the door.

Suddenly, a pair of hands hugged his waist from behind, Jun Shaoqing froze, and slowly raised his head to restrain his heartache.

"I don't want you to go, I don't want you to die, Jun Shaoqing, I don't want you."