How can a person be indispensable in his life, and after he dies, can he be remembered by future generations?

Instead of suppressing the longing in your heart to suffer day and night, it is better to let go of everything, accept everything, and enjoy it.

This is Mu Shao's values.

"This ......" Jing Qingran was still thinking, thinking about how he should answer him.

If you agree to go to his house for dinner, isn't it a little rude for a woman who is not him?

If you don't agree, you're rejecting him, which is not good.

"Say it." The man said.

"Uh......" Jing Qingran swallowed.

"Drive." He said.

"Well, this ......" I'll send you back.

"Do you want me to drive it?" He asked.

"No, I'll just drive it myself." Jing Qingran shook his head and started the car.

Jing Qingran drove to his house.

……

All the way down, the traffic jam is not too serious, and the atmosphere created by two people sitting in the car is very comfortable.

As the sky grew darker, the car drove to a European-style villa, next to the white fountain, and parked.

"This painting, you really, don't, take it yourself?" Jing Qingran asked cautiously.

"Well clear! I've said it all, this painting is for you! The man said in a cold voice.

This woman is such a mother-in-law, it's really a bad character! He still likes her hearty temperament.

"Oh." Jing Qingran raised his eyebrows and said 'oh' fixedly.

"Get out of the car!" The man said, unbuckling her seatbelt.

I'm afraid that this woman will drive away.

Jing Qingran sat in a stunned position like a mummy, his slender fingers unfastening her seat belt.

"Don't go, stay here tonight." The man said again.

"Huh?" Jing Qingran's eyes widened, his pupils narrowed, and his mouth could barely stuff an egg.

"Dinner." The man added three more words.

"Oh." Jing Qingran is returning to normal, nodding.

The two got out of the car, and the car was driven by the security guard to the side of the car storage for storage.

Jing Qingran walked beside Mu Zhengchen, and the two walked into the villa together.

The villa is still the same, the marble floor, revealing the slightest cold coolness, the faint and faint cold fragrance in the air, smelling into the tip of the nose, it is very natural, the whole villa is clean and not stained with dust.

"Young Master, you're back, Miss Jing." The servant said to the two.

Jing Qingran nodded politely to the servant.

The man didn't move, and his face returned to normal, expressionless.

Jing Qingran looked at his face from the side, and wondered in his heart, is this the result of plastic surgery?

However, in his previous life, there was no plastic surgery technique, and his face was still expressionless.

Well, this man's face is an expressionless expression.

"Young master, Madame is in the study on the second floor, she asked you to come over." A young servant dressed in a black and white maid costume came to Mu Shao's side and said respectfully.

Mu Shao nodded, then turned his head to look at Jing Qingran and said, "You sit here first, and I'll come when I go." ”

"yes, okay." Jing Qingran nodded, she sat on the couch, and he got up and left the couch.

Second floor, study.

Outside the window is an endless amount of greenery, and the environment inside the house is still quiet.

A **** sits at the desk, she is like an ice sculpture, up and down, exuding a clear coolness like the first snow.

This is the temperament, the temperament that is as cold and elegant as ice and snow.

She's a piece of ice and snow.

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