Chapter 42: Signs of Farewell

Mu Xiaofeng was stunned, and said in his heart that person was really nearby. Immediately, a faint displeasure surfaced in his heart, forcing him to owe him favors and forcing her to thank her?

Even if this Nanchu is his family's world, he can't be so arrogant and domineering, right?

"Girl?" Zhang Hua couldn't get a response from her for a long time, so he was very kind but asked in a slightly accentuated tone.

Mu Xiaofeng smiled bitterly, and finally remembered the previous events in Zhang Hua's questioning voice, how could she forget that person was the undisputed earth overlord. Less talking, indifferent, but absolutely unquestionable.

In the bitter laughter, the girl was also aroused to be stubborn.

She didn't go and thank the man in person, and see what the man could do to her!

Having made up his mind, Mu Xiaofeng stared at the curtain and said lightly, "Oh, since it comes to sincerity, this is naturally a piece of mind, and there is a lot of inconvenience at this moment, so I ask Your Excellency to do it for you." "It's her intention to let him metabolize, right?

Zhang Hua choked, and the smile on his face was almost uncontrollable. How did he feel like he was shooting himself in the foot?

The coachman listened silently to the conversation between the two, although he was curious about the relationship between the eldest lady and this person, but he did not dare to slack off with the whip in his hand, he was afraid that if he was glared at by this person again, half of his life would be shocked.

In the blink of an eye, the carriage was out of the alley.

"Slow," Mu Xiaofeng hesitated to command, and the whip that the driver swung into the air had to maintain an upward posture and stiffened, "Ah Cai, you shouted that sentence." ”

Forcing her to admit favors? She Mu Xiaofeng was killed by her own stupidity in her previous life, how could she not be prepared for doing things in this life.

Since she dared to take her mother-in-law to see her in secret today, how could she not find out the surrounding situation before this!

Otherwise, why didn't she even have to look at it just now to conclude who those troublemakers were!

The coachman was confused, "That sentence?" Which sentence? ”

Mu Xiaofeng paused, and then reminded lightly, "That's what you asked you to shout before." ”

"Which one?" The coachman was still confused, and when he saw the passers-by who had not dispersed at the entrance of the alley, he suddenly realized that he patted his head, and blurted out, "Ah San's posture is correct, and the owner of the eggshell gold will be angry." ”

Zhang Hua, who was sitting next to him, was stunned, and his smiling face immediately froze.

Turning her head and looking at Mu Xiaofeng deeply through the curtain, Miss Mu told her master through the coachman's mouth that she didn't need his help at all!

She's angry?

It seems that maybe he just asked her to thank her master in person, annoying this aunt who is inconsistent?

He's not going to do his master a favor, is he?

Zhang Hua stared at the curtain worriedly, trying to see the girl's expression inside.

But when he heard a low snort from inside, he suddenly remembered the scene when she broke the bones with her secret hand to Song's mother, and inexplicably felt that his legs and feet were faintly painful.

Seeing the carriage parked steadily on the side of the road, Zhang Hua's mind became active again, and it was not too much to say hello to acquaintances, right?

Just when the two cars were about to meet and "pass by", Zhang Hua jumped out of the carriage with a smile. I don't know if it was because he jumped out of the car too much or if it was really a strong wind, and the curtains of the two carriages were lifted by the wind almost at the same time.

The wind was chaotic and charming, and Mu Xiaofeng looked up at the other carriage with a ghostly look.

This look happened to crash into the man's bottomless eyes like a deep pool. The long eyelashes fluttered like wings, casting a perfect shadow arc on his picturesque face. The cold and clear eyes swept lightly, and the radius seemed to be desperate for several miles, and he was instantly shrouded in his indifferent aura.

Mu Xiaofeng was stunned, embarrassed, and subconsciously wanted to avoid his eyes at first, but if she avoided it, wouldn't she seem weak-hearted?

She asked the coachman to shout that sentence to tell him that she didn't need his help, and of course there was no such thing as a favor.

What is she so good at all!

Thinking like this, Mu Xiaofeng suddenly felt full of confidence, and then straightened his waist and looked at him with confidence, smiled at the mesmerizing eyebrows and bowed his head gently, which was regarded as saying hello and thanking his guards for helping.

Chu Lige glanced at her straight waist, her eyes were slightly dark, and an almost inaudible cold snort floated out, and the curtain fell at the same time, cutting off Mu Xiaofeng's sight.