Chapter 509: Just Work Hard

"I've never liked a man."

Miss Mei said, "I was married before, and I met him several times. One time he followed his mother to visit my house, I hid behind the screen to see it, I think the person is beautiful and beautiful, and the family background is also suitable, probably like this.

Later, I followed my dad out and met him a few times, and he knew that I was taking care of the shop business or something, and he didn't say anything bad. I think he's pretty generous, not like those men.

If you want to say how you like him, you really can't say it, you haven't said a few words, what can you do? After the accident, I was only sad for myself, and I was not sad that I couldn't marry him. So I don't quite understand the feeling you are talking about.

But I think that if he doesn't really care about you, no matter how much you like it, you won't fall into it without regrets, right? You're not that kind of person. ”

Mu Yunhan said affirmatively: "That's nature!" ”

No matter how much it hurts, it will tear.

It is only because I still have good expectations and fantasize about the eternity that I will suffer from gains and losses and weigh it repeatedly.

"Isn't that the end of it?" Miss Mei spread her hands: "If you are worried because you think you are not as smart as him, it is better to try to become stronger." ”

The uncertainty in Mu Yunhan's heart was suddenly swept away, and he happily thanked Miss Mei: "The more I read this book is different, I seem to have met a military advisor." ”

Miss Mei refused to take credit: "You didn't agree to the family matter, in fact, you already had the answer in your heart, but you just woke up." ”

Mu Yunhan was excited: "Let the kitchen prepare a few side dishes, scald a pot of wine, let's have a drink?" ”

Miss Mei said happily: "Okay, let Xiaomi come along." I'm going to call her. ”

Mu Yunhan said: "No need to call, she is always there." Come out millet. ”

Millet pouted and came out of the shadows, and said jealously: "The girl forgot about the slave when she has a new love." ”

Mu Yunhan laughed and patted the open space on the other side: "Come on, come on, let's sit and watch the moon together." ”

Miss Mei shouted to the housekeeper: "Let the kitchen have a whole table of snacks and dishes, and scald a pot of osmanthus wine!" ”

In his manners, he has long lost the reserved and cautious daughter of the wang family, but he is like a son and daughter of the rivers and lakes.

Under the wall of the courtyard next door, Gu Fenglin and Old Man Gu stood quietly by the wall, listening to these movements one by one.

Old man Gu said worriedly: "Miss Mu has a gap after all, what if someone instigates it?" ”

Gu Fenglin turned around and left quickly, confident and calm: "No." ”

In this world, the most difficult thing to defeat is sincerity.

He'll let her see.

The three women sat and drank in the middle of the night, drunk.

Miss Mei told interesting stories about her childhood, and she cried when she thought of her family.

Millet cried and laughed, talking about her parents who died early, her sister-in-law who died tragically, and the difficulty of relying on her brother for her life, and then talking about her brother's health getting better and better, and he was able to support himself.

Mu Yunhan opened his mouth and wanted to say a few words.

But she found that everything she could think of and say was related to her grandmother.

And she couldn't say a word about that past.

So I could only drink cup after cup.

Miss Mei and Xiaomi cried enough, so they forced her to say otherwise, they would pour wine.

Mu Yunhan held his cheeks and thought for a long time, and held back a sentence: "I want to become very powerful." ”

The two women still poured her wine: "It doesn't count. ”

Eventually, all three were drunk.

The servant woman placed the three of them separately, and Mu Yunhan had a splitting headache, thirsty mouth, and made noise over and over again.

A cold hand was placed on her forehead, and a faint scent of medicine came from the tip of her nose.

She subconsciously leaned over, grabbed the comer's sleeve tightly, and fell asleep against him.