482 How Old Are You This Year?

Because if her parents had such a powerful old man, she couldn't have heard her father talk about it.

In the face of Lu Jinchuan's insistence, Mu Wan finally compromised, taking it as a kind of performance of his proximity to the people.

Sitting in the back seat of a luxury car, compared with before, Mu Wan was less restrained.

Although the president in front of her is the president of a country, the majesty and dignity exuded by her body are also impossible to ignore, but in addition to his noble identity, she found that Lu Jinchuan is actually an ordinary man, compared to those powerful men in the wealthy circle, he gives her a more gentle and cordial feeling, unlike Gu Jingkun, who always feels that no one can enter his eyes.

Lu Jinchuan could see that Mu Wan didn't seem to want to reveal too much about her parents to him, looking at her familiar face, he finally chose to be silent.

"How old are you this year?"

There were still four or five minutes to go, and Lu Jinchuan still couldn't control himself, eager to know more about her.

Mu Wan turned her head and met his slightly concerned gaze, which really didn't look like she was pretending.

"Mr. President, I said, my parents are definitely not your old friends, you"

"I don't ask your parents, I just want to know how old you are, and you look like you're about the same as our family." Lu Jinchuan interrupted her, his face mild.

Looking at him, Mu Wan was silent for a few seconds.

Indeed, it is not an exaggeration to ask her age.

"It's almost 23."

twenty-three

Raising his eyes, Lu Jinchuan's face was thoughtful.

Wei Liang has been disconnected from them for twenty-five years

His gaze fell on Mu Wan's face again, and Lu Jinchuan frowned and pondered.

Does she really have nothing to do with Wei Liang?

The vehicle stopped suddenly, Mu Wan turned her head to look at the high-rise buildings outside the car window, and then turned to Lu Jinchuan: "I'm here, thank you for sending me in person." ”

Bowing slightly at him, Mu Wan opened the car door and got out of the car.

Lu Jinchuan looked through the car window and watched her walk into the back of the building, and the deep thinking on her face became more complicated.

"Your Excellency, are you going straight to the airport?" The driver's inquiry was heard from the front seat.

Lu Jinchuan pondered for a few seconds and said, "No, I'm not going." ”

The driver was surprised: "Aren't you going back to the city?" ”

"Don't go back for the time being, stay here for a while, and go back to Luyuan."

The driver was puzzled, he was just about to go back to the city, why didn't he leave suddenly, and he wanted to go back to Luyuan, was he going to live with the eldest lady temporarily?

In the face of Lu Jinchuan's words, the driver did not dare to question too much, but obeyed the instructions and drove in the direction of Lu Yuan.

Mu Wan took the Guanguan elevator up and watched Lu Jinchuan's car gradually disappear into the endless traffic, gradually disappearing.

Although she herself is very sure that her parents definitely don't have such a great old friend, there is one thing that she can't understand.

It is impossible for Mr. President to believe that her parents may be his deceased for no reason, and there must be some connection between them, but she can't figure out what the connection is.

Perhaps, it's just that Lu Jinchuan simply thinks that she looks like his old man. But the world is so big, there are too many similar people.

Thinking about it like this, the cloud of doubt in Mu Wan's heart seemed to disappear.

At this time, the elevator has also reached the 20th floor where she works. The time was really just right, and at 13:59, when I arrived at the general office, everyone was already in order and performing their duties.