"Okay, even if I take the initiative to kiss you. But you worked well today, remember to play to your advantage in the future! Mu Xingchen wasn't going to argue with her about anything. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Alright, now I have a decision to announce to you." Mu Xingchen took out this lofty style again, because if he hadn't imposed this decision on Mengjun, I believe she would never have agreed.

"Look at you, you didn't say a word, and you made another mistake with the young master, right?" Mengjun glared at him dissatisfied.

"Okay, okay, I don't offend the young master, you are my princess, Your Majesty the Princess, can I ask you now?" Mu Xingchen looked at her little appearance pretending to be angry, and he was happy for no reason. Immediately slowed down and said in a tone of tone.

"Okay, you can say it." Mengjun tilted his head and said.

"Come with me to a party on Saturday." Mu Xingchen didn't tell her to take her to his home, for fear that it would frighten her. He also had a vague sense that his decision seemed hasty, and that it might push her into an embarrassing and embarrassing situation, but there was a stubborn thought in his heart that forced him to do so. In fact, it was not until later that Mu Xingchen realized that he already had the idea of letting Mengjun step into the door of the Mu family, which was the first step in his long march.

"Okay." Mengjun nodded. In fact, what he said just now was just a joke with him, as his contractual girlfriend, shouldn't she abide by any decision he made unconditionally, right?

The two of them sat for a while, and then walked out of the tea house. The stars in the sky are shining, and the vast sea of stars is seen at a glance, which makes people feel that the world is long and everyone in the world is small.

"Do you want to see the stars?" Mu Xingchen suddenly had a whim.

"Don't go, it's so late, you still have a lot of work to do tomorrow." Mengjun actually wanted to agree to him, but the worry in her heart made her dispel this idea. It's almost eleven o'clock, this afternoon, Mu Xingchen is running around with her, he is the president of a large company, and I don't know how many things are waiting for him to deal with tomorrow. Also, there were so many surprises and touches he gave her today, she was afraid that she would not be able to bear it, she was really afraid that she would be spoiled by him. What kind of background she is, she knows very well, she will never expect any happy result with this wealthy young master.

"That's fine." Mu Xingchen nodded, but there is a regular meeting to be held tomorrow morning, and grandpa has just come to inspect it, and he also wants to take advantage of this momentum to increase the company's entire turnover by a few points.

Along the way, the two of them didn't talk much, except for chatting about some tea scriptures, which was a topic of music. Mu Xingchen played a soothing piece of music. This is a piece of music played by the guzheng, and he used to like the sound of the guzheng, but from today, he should change his hobby. Guqin music will probably be his favorite.

Back at the villa, the two of them said goodnight to each other, and then went back to their respective rooms. Mengjun took a hot bath, lay on the bed and read a book for a while, and then fell asleep. As for Mu Xingchen, he took a shower and reviewed the issues to be discussed at the regular meeting tomorrow morning. In the end, before falling asleep, he didn't hold back, but walked to the door of Mengjun's room and listened quietly for a while. Although he could have opened the door of the room and entered, and sat by her bed for even a moment, he did not, and the tea and piano tonight had narrowed the distance between them, and the more he did so, the more he did not want to do anything offensive to her. He really wanted to get along with her so well, he didn't know how to go in the future, and there were some head-scratching questions that he didn't want to think about. So let it be!

Sister-in-law Rong never slept, she looked at some old photos in her room. Hearing the sound of the car's engine, she couldn't help but look out the window, and watched Mengjun and Xingchen walk in with a smile, her feelings were very complicated. Both happy and worried. I am happy that these two children can finally get along well, but I am worried that the tragedy of more than 20 years ago will happen again.

Maybe it was because last night's life was too rich, and Mengjun slept until eight o'clock before getting up. I hurriedly washed up and ran downstairs to the dining room, and saw half a cup of cold coffee on the table, next to an empty plate. Her mind quickly skimmed a little empty, and it seemed that he had already eaten breakfast and left.

"Mengjun, are you up? I slept well last night! Sister-in-law Rong smiled and brought the warm breakfast to the table.

"Well, I overslept a little bit today." Mengjun smiled embarrassedly. I was very strange in my heart what she thought just now, shouldn't she wish for less time to contact Mu Xingchen? Isn't it just right for him to finish breakfast early and leave? Zhuo Mengjun, Zhuo Mengjun, I really don't know what you think.

Mengjun sat down at the dining table a little disappointed, and Sister-in-law Rong gave her a slice of milk bread and carefully smeared it with the blueberry jam she made: "Come, try the blueberry jam made by my private secret method!" ”

It can be seen that this is the jam that Sister-in-law Rong carefully made for her, and she must have put a lot of thought into it, and she also likes to eat this kind of thing. But for some reason, she just didn't know how to eat, so she ate two bites hastily and stood up.

"Sister-in-law Rong, I'll help you clean up!" Mengjun said as he began to clean up the table.

"No need, it's half past eight now, and the tutor will be here in a while, so you better go to the study and wait!" Sister-in-law Rong said thoughtfully.

"That's fine, Sister-in-law Rong, then I'll work hard for you." Mengjun no longer insisted, she only felt that her mind was very chaotic today, and she couldn't figure it out. It's better to immerse yourself in your studies, because that's the only way to calm your mind.

Watching Mengjun go upstairs, Sister-in-law Rong slowly cleaned up the table. She saw some clues from Mengjun's face, and couldn't help muttering in her heart: Well, my young master is still very attractive, and Mengjun, this girl, is already tempted. It's really interesting, I saw her like that yesterday, and she still looked angry, but who knew that her own words yesterday made her completely soft. However, after thinking about it, Sister-in-law Rong couldn't be happy again. What kind of background is Mengjun? It's okay for her to play with the young master, even as his official girlfriend. Could it be that the tragedy of more than 20 years ago is about to be repeated?

No, no, no, or not! She still remembers the pair of resentful eyes she saw, and there was clearly a sadness piercing the bone marrow in those eyes, which was unforgettable for a lifetime. Sister-in-law Rong shook her head violently. She didn't bother to pack up anymore, but sat down, her eyes looking at the unusually tall acacia tree in the yard, which she remembered very well. It was she who helped Mu Xingchen's father plant an acacia tree in the courtyard of the Mu family's mansion, thinking that Xingchen's father and that girl could have a good ending, but unexpectedly ended in a bleak tragedy. Xingchen's father was forced to marry Xingchen's alma mater because of the majesty of the family, but fortunately, Xingchen's mother was so understanding, gentle and virtuous, and slowly warmed Xingchen's father's heart a little. Although there is no love between them, there is a strong family affection, especially after having the stars, the two of them are even more respectful of each other. It's a pity that such days didn't last long. After both of them were killed in a car accident, Xingchen paid special attention to the acacia tree in the yard, and after buying the house, he asked someone to carefully move the tree.

At this time, she regretted what she said to Mengjun a little. In this way, did she introduce Mengjun into this emotional whirlpool? But if this is not the case, she can't bear to see the young master not giving up for the sake of Mengjun's soul. What a dilemma! Now it is almost impossible to let Mu Xingchen leave Mengjun, only pray that Mengjun is still young, and he doesn't really understand the love between men and women, but it is just a temporary freshness, and he will be able to forget it completely! Sister-in-law Rong enlightened herself like this, and then stood up again and continued to work.

Soon after Mengjun arrived in the study, the two tutors came. The class went smoothly, and when the time came, the two teachers said goodbye and left. It was three o'clock in the afternoon, Mengjun turned a few more pages, her eyes were aimed at the clock from time to time, she remembered that Mu Xingchen should have come back at this time yesterday. But why is he nowhere to be seen today? Is there something tricky going on in the company? Mengjun was restless for a while. Yesterday's heart-to-heart conversation and music exchange have brought her closer to his heart. It's just that Mengjun himself said, "What's wrong with me?" Mengjun kept asking himself, isn't it just what I want if he doesn't come? Wouldn't it be nice for me to read the book on my own and study for a while? There are more than ten days left before the exam. Mengjun muttered, picked up a book, and after reading two pages, he still couldn't read it, so he simply stood up and wanted to go to the garden for a walk, and by the way, he helped Uncle Zhou fiddle with the flowers and plants.

As soon as Mengjun walked into the flower room, Uncle Zhou asked with a smile, "What?" Want to talk to an old man like me? ”

"Hmmm! Uncle Zhou, I want to see the flowers and plants you raise, and by the way, you can talk. I love listening to you! Mengjun smiled sweetly.

"That's a good feeling! Look at the flowers and plants I raise, not to mention how good they look, but every day as far as I look at the old man, they are also very lonely! Uncle Zhou looked very happy, and handed the scissors for flower repair to Mengjun, "Come on!" Mengjun, you follow me to prune! These flowers and grass are actually quite spiritual. When you prune, you have to talk to them and help them tidy up, and you have to treat them with care! ”