Chapter 165 Simple Life on the 29th Floor (3)

The girl's voice was very gentle, especially when she was aggrieved, Mu Jinchen's heart felt a little sad when she heard it, she was such a distressed girl.

Mu Jinchen put some side dishes on her plate again, and with the softest voice, with infinite pity, "As long as Wushuang is willing, you are welcome to add your name to Mr. Mu's household registration book at any time. From now on, Mr. Mu's home will be Your home, our home."

Wushuang was stunned again, but this time she didn't refute anything, but bit the spoon in her mouth as if thinking.

For a moment, his watery eyes stared right into Mu Jinchen's eyes, and said seriously, "Mr. Mu, I seriously consider you as the only candidate for my family. I think there will be a day when I can figure it out."

Is it the first choice of the family?

As calm as Mu Jinchen was, he was also touched in his heart. He knew how difficult it was to get such a word from this little woman.

Mu Jinchen remained calm on the surface, only the swiftly flowing dim light in those deep, calm eyes betrayed his current emotions, but in the end it was only a word of "good" for talking.

He has a clear and firm stand, but he never pushes and never pushes forward. This is his consistent attitude towards Wushuang, and he and Wushuang have finally reached such a tacit understanding that the other party is the only candidate for each other's family.

After breakfast, Wushuang went back to the twenty-ninth floor to change clothes. Mu Jinchen asked Qidong to prepare the presents and prepared to drive to Xiayuan.

This was Mu Jinchen's first official visit to Xia Jingshan, and it was like meeting his parents, so he was dressed in a formal, orthodox black suit and long windbreaker of the same color. As tall as pines and cypresses, with restrained and wise temperament, even more resolute and generous like mountains.

Wushuang also changed her usual casual attire for vacation, and dressed a little more formally, with light makeup and bright starry eyes, waiting for Mu Jinchen at the entrance of the parking lot.

Seeing Mu Jinchen's Pikes Peak stop at her feet, the spring sunshine was refreshing, Wushuang smiled, she was like a gentle and graceful lady from the south of the Yangtze River.

Mu Jinchen got out of the car first, helped her open the door of the passenger seat, waited for Wushuang to get into the car, closed the door, and then returned to the driver's seat.

The engine started, and there was a strong push back feeling, so Wushuang pulled on the seat belt and put it on.

Like Mu Jinchen, the black Audi Pikes Peak is restrained and introverted. At first glance, it looks as inconspicuous as an ordinary off-road vehicle. In fact, there is a world inside and it is domineering.

Such an expensive but unremarkable car has always had a price but no market. Most people would rather buy a top sports car at the same price than such a low-key car.

"Why isn't Qidong driving today?" In Wushuang's impression, Mu Jinchen seldom drives, and Qidong drives most of the time.

"I let him have a holiday on the weekend." Mu Jinchen looked at the girl in the passenger seat from the rear view mirror, and asked again, "What? Can't you trust my skills?"

Wushuang shook his head, "That's not true. Look, who doesn't drive by himself now, and there are fewer people with drivers."

Hearing these words, Mu Jinchen's deep eyes flashed a trace of complicated emotions, as if some sparks were flowing, but he quickly regained his composure, "There was a car accident many years ago, and I was reluctant to touch it for several years. I let Qidong drive the steering wheel, and I got used to it later."

I'm sorry, I made a wrong guess. I'll have a good show in Xiayuan tomorrow, but I'm here today.