The Most Loving Marriage In History: Master Mu’s Pampered Wife

Mu Xiaochen raised his hand and gently lifted the support, and eased it, and then he lowered his way. "Well, my aunt is walking this day."

The words fell, Xi Xia night is also a glimpse, turned his head and looked at him, his eyes were silent, but he had not spoken for a long time.

"I didn't expect that someone would remember that one day, grandparents and their grandmothers can't remember it, forcibly forget it."

He leaned against the sofa behind him, and there were some squats in his eyes. It seemed to be reminiscing about his generality. His face was calm and pale. "I remember that the Qixi Festival was very lively. After a long period of treatment, my aunt’s Depression has been alleviated. Since it is a holiday, Grandma also wants to go out with her, and she will give her a few clothes. She also brought Ling Tian at that time. Ling Tian was still very young, less than five years old. It’s a long way to go..."

He said that it seems to be a bit hard to remember, after all, it is such a long time.

"In the past, the Wangwang Commercial Building in the north of the city center, when the grandmother did not pay attention, the jump from the roof of the ninth floor, people are gone. Now that the commercial building has been demolished, it is still so prosperous, even More lively than before."

"Dad said, in fact, my aunt is a person who is afraid of loneliness. She chooses to end herself on the most lively street in the city. It is also God's will. Ling Tian's temper is like her. Sometimes, you will feel that he is difficult to integrate. In everyone's circle, Grandpa found Amo, but it was also because of him. Ling Tian, ​​Ling Shi, Ling Mo, gave them such a name. In the eyes of others, the three of them are very close relatives, brothers and sisters. It’s a child’s child.”

"Grandpa and grandma, they are really hard-hearted..."

Xi Xia night sighed with some emotions. "So it is not too lonely. At least, I believe that your childhood is still very happy."

"Mujia is a typical heavy woman. It is not a matter of not paying attention to the boy, but to cultivate his ability to stand alone. He has a lot of demands on him. Grandpa, Dad, and me are typical examples. My aunt was very popular at home, including my parents, and she always used her as a child who didn’t grow up.

"So, after the aunt had an accident, they all blamed themselves for causing all these tragedies. They felt that they themselves actually had to take some responsibility."

When I heard this, Xi Xia night naturally understood his meaning. Suddenly, I felt that such a story did not happen to her. Isn’t her mother Shen Wenna a living example?

However, Shen Wenna may be lucky. At least Ximu Mountain really loves her. Even if there is no way to be together in these years, the feelings of the two of them are silent, but it seems that they have not been extinguished. As long as the spring breeze blows, those silent flames will Will restart the re-ignition...

However, Muzixi...

She is just stupid love, then...

Love is a terrible poison. It can make people addicted, degenerate, and ruin. It can also make people rise up and overcome everything.

She didn't dare to comment on Muzixi. She only knew that Muzixi still defended the man until she died. She must have loved the man, and it is because of this. It is the cool and indifferent to set off this man.

......

The hot June has passed, time flies, midsummer is quietly flowing between the fingers, and the fire in July, the sweltering weather has gradually turned cold after a few heavy rains. Near the Qixi Festival, it is so comfortable to have such cool weather.

For a long period of time, Xi Xia was busy with the Nanjiang project. Of course, during this time, she also began to try to familiarize herself with the real estate business with Shen Yue. Mu Xiaochen is also busy, husband and wife. It’s early and late, and I’m very busy.

Based on the safety of Xi Xia, Mu Xichen is almost inseparable from her on weekdays. Otherwise, she will be brought to the bodyguards when she goes there, which can avoid unnecessary security risks.

Ximushan and Shen Wenna are still abroad. I heard that Shen Wenna’s recovery was quite good. She called her a few days ago. She told Xi Xia night that she sometimes seemed to be able to see the whiteness in front of her. Not like before, I only saw the infinite darkness. When I heard the news, Xi Xia was naturally very excited. Because, this shows that Shen Wenna’s eyes are gradually recovering. I believe that it will take a long time to Regaining the light.

Ximushan has always been inseparable from Shen Wenna, and he has taken care of it carefully. From the conversation in the weekdays, he can also listen to the more and gentle tone of attending the curtain mountain. He thinks that Xia night, one day, Shen Wenna is still on the stage. The mountain was moved and returned to his side.

Shen Yue has more and more smiles on his face during this time, except for the pleasure of Shen Wenna’s hope of recovery, and because Xi Xia night can often accompany him.

Xi Xia night, the strength is good, learning things are also fast, there are Lan Zilang their help, the entry of the effort is relatively easy, and there is such a high-handed point of admiring the dust, the summer night is not so hard to deal with.

When the purple magnolia flower in front of the floor-to-ceiling window was defeated, Xi Xia Tong met Ji Zitong. A woman who was indifferent to ice but introverted and sharp and dared not to make people look straight was the female bodyguard specially selected by Mu Xiaochen for Xixia Night.

After serving in the army, the family is open to the martial arts hall. He is proficient in Wing Chun and Muay Thai. He is a good man. He can even fight with Amo for several rounds. He is also a fan of the army. The students who took the service when they were in service, this time, Mu Mochen was also brought when Amo brought Jizitong over, and Mu Chenchen knew it.

"Ji Zitong?"

Sitting at the desk, Mu Yuchen opened the information that Amo handed over, and whispered a low voice. After a while, he looked up and looked at the quiet woman standing at the desk--

Long hair arbitrarily pulls into a refreshing shackle, a pair of canvas shoes, a gray smocked white sportswear, a white and delicate face, staring in the sharp cold light, not a big beauty, but At least it is also the kind of Xiaojiabiyu.

"Mu Dong is good, I am Ji Zitong. Everyone calls me Zitong."

Ji Zitong's sharp eyes swept away quickly and Amo and Li Si had a few other bodyguards, and they whispered.

Mu Yanchen nodded and looked at the information on his hand, then closed the folder.