Chapter 438 Sending an Invitation Card (2)

It can be said that this is also an extraordinary period for Xia's company. Xia Muxue has put all her energy into the company's reorganization, and she should not have the mind and energy to deal with other things.

Wushuang glanced at the extremely sinister man next to him, "You are not doing this for the sake of wine? Is your main purpose to create an opportunity for mom and dad to meet? Mu Jinchen, you have a lot of twists and turns in your stomach."

Her mother will indeed attend the opening ceremony of the film and television city, and use this to attract her father's arrival. He can even think of this. What is the structure of this man's brain?

Mu Jinchen freed up a big hand to hold her small hand and squeezed it gently, "Madam, I care so much about you, but you actually framed me like this, wait and see how I'll deal with you tonight."

"What are you talking about? We were talking about business, why did it end at night?"

"I was talking about taking Heilang out for an hour's walk in the evening, why are you blushing? Could it be that Madam is imagining something?"

"Mu Jinchen..."

"My husband is not hard of hearing, Madam, you can turn down the volume a little bit."

Wushuang pulled back her little hand, slapped the back of his hand, turned her face away, and ignored this hateful hipster.

The arc of Mu Jinchen's lips became bigger, and he reached out to rub the little woman's head, and then stopped making trouble for her.

The journey to the city was a bit far, so he let her rest.

When they arrived in the city, Mu Jinchen found a restaurant that looked very elegant. After lunch, the couple drove to Jing's house again.

The Jing family still looked like a paradise isolated from the world. Even the warm sun in early summer could not dispel the coldness of Jingyuan.

Jing Hongyuan was working at the company today, and Jing Beitang was the only one at home. When they arrived, Jing Beitang was taking a lunch break, so Wushuang took Mu Jinchen to her room.

Last time, they only went to Wushuang Pavilion and did not visit her room. Mu Jinchen was also happy to see what the little woman's room looked like.

Following Wushuang to the second floor and walking all the way to the open-air garden, Wushuang stepped back and opened the door of the small house next to him. What came into view was a pink series of very dreamy princess rooms. The walls, curtains, curtains, and even the desks and cabinets were pink. It was hard to imagine that there was such a warm and innocent room in this cold Jingyuan.

Mu Jinchen's slender fingers slid across the table in front of him, and the corners of his lips showed a perfect arc, "I didn't expect you were so tacky when you were a child, and you actually liked such dreamy things."

Wushuang sat on her little bed, reached out and patted the seat next to her, and asked the man to sit down.

Mu Jinchen frowned for a rare moment. It was really hard for a grown man like him to sit on such a… dreamy bed. Then he shook his head.

Wushuang didn’t force him. He looked around with his clear and bright eyes filled with nostalgia. “What little girl doesn’t have dreams? Who doesn’t imagine herself as a princess? This place was decorated by my father himself. When I was in my mother’s belly, he said that I would definitely be a princess.”

Mu Jinchen didn’t expect this. He thought it would be the work of Xia Muxue. However, Xia Muxue’s simple and elegant temperament didn’t seem like such a dreamy person.

“You are still a princess now.”

Hearing this, Wushuang shook his head. “I am no longer a princess. After arriving at Xia Garden, I decided not to be a princess. Princesses are fragile and easily hurt.”