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"My aunt and I have been living in England, and we have come back for him."

Lin Jing laughed and said, "To be honest, even women like us get married early, very few of us do that. After graduating from a master's degree, you're basically 25 years old. If you want to work hard for a few more years, you really can't get married without being 30. I didn't expect you to be married at the beginning."

The two ate almost as much as they did, and as they chatted, they began to walk back, take a break, and start their afternoon work again.

At the same time, Song Yuwei was sitting in front of her desk and staring blankly at her computer. Ever since she came back from Los Angeles, she had been unable to find any interest in her job.

Lu Kewei had left that day without any warning, and Song Zixiu had also left in a hurry. She was no longer interested in playing alone in Los Angeles, so she booked a plane ticket back home.

She would never have thought that when she boarded the plane and found her seat, she would discover Mu Fan, who she hadn't seen for a day, separated by a passageway. When Song Yuwei saw him, she was still stunned for a moment. Only when the flight attendant reminded her did she put away the boarding box and sit in her seat.

After the plane slid off the runway and flew steadily, Song Yuwei tried her best to suppress the psychological discomfort. She pulled down the light shield, found a blindfold to cover her eyes, and fell asleep. She slept soundly until she woke up in the middle of the plane, where the airflow vibrated a few times. When she realized that something was wrong, she leaned on a person's shoulder. She quickly took off her blindfold. Beside her, where no one was sitting before, sat Mu Fan. At the same time, he was closing his eyes to rest. His originally beautiful appearance became even more lifeless like a painting.

Song Yuwei, however, did not have the mood to appreciate a beauty. She hurriedly left Mu Fan's shoulder. She was infuriated; she really didn't expect that this man would be so persistent.

As soon as she left, Mu Fan opened his eyes. He didn't have any sleepiness in his eyes. He looked at her indifferently and said, "I only saw you sleeping uncomfortably against one side, so I was kind enough to get you to lean on."

Song Yuwei replied with a smile that didn't reach her eyes, "I really don't need your benevolence, Mister Mu. I have a pillow and a blanket here, so I can sleep as comfortably as I want. At least it's more comfortable than your hard shoulders." He opened the blackout panel and looked out the window.

Mu Fan acted as if he didn't hear her, and continued, "If you were angry at me for kissing you that night, I could apologize to you right now. But I still want to say that I don't regret what I've done, because I've wanted to do it for a long time. Also, if you're angry with me, there's really no need for you to be angry for so long. "

Song Yuwei replied without turning her head: "Mr Mu, it's better if you don't put too much gold on your face. I just hate you. I hate you very much, that's all."

The pressure between the two of them continued until they got off the plane. Since Mu Fan insisted on sending Song Yuwei back, Song Yuwei naturally refused to let him go. In the end, Mu Fan used his repeated threatening methods. "Song Yuwei, if you don't leave with me, do you believe that I won't hug you and kiss you right now?"

Song Yuwei gritted her teeth and glared at him, but she knew how shameless this man was. It wasn't that she hadn't done anything to forcefully kiss him, so she could only follow him. Fortunately, Mu Fan was a gentleman in the end, so he sent her downstairs before leaving.

Once back home, Song Yuwei wrote her resignation letter to the director. However, the boss threw her letter of resignation back to her and said, "Yuwei, the time of the contract you signed with our magazine hasn't arrived yet. If you insist on resigning, you'll have to pay the penalty fee. I hope you'll reconsider."

Only now did Song Yuwei realize that her superior's and Mu Fan's handling of matters were shockingly similar. She was disgusted that her boss was using her duties to threaten her, but she also didn't want to pay a penalty for her work, and since the contract wasn't too long in the future, she wanted to leave as soon as the contract was completed.

However, during this period of time, Song Yuwei would receive the flowers that Mu Fan sent to her every day, as well as the text messages that he would send over to her every now and then.

It just so happened that at this time, the flowers came again. Song Yuwei looked at her colleagues with either envy or disgust as she thanked them before cursing that shameless man Mu Fan ten thousand times in her heart.

Song still came to pick him up in the afternoon. When he saw him, he told him about the possibility of staying with the British writer Amanda at the beginning of next month.

Song Zixiu suddenly thought of something and smiled, "Recently, I happened to hear an assistant say that an English celebrity is staying at our hotel. I will ask her again tomorrow. If it's true, I will stay at the hotel every night and pretend that we are not separated."

"If that's really the case, then even if I can't return home for a few days, I should still be able to accept it. Even if I can't see the baby for a few days, I'll miss her a lot."

Song Zixiu was actually thinking that even if Amanda didn't live in Star Light, as long as he wanted to see her, he would still think of a way, no matter how far away they were. Now, he didn't want her to leave him for even a day, much less for something like what happened with Mo Yao last time. He had also thought about it later on, and always felt that it might have been Mo Yao's doing. However, he was afraid that Lu Ke Wei might think too much about it, so he didn't pursue the matter, afraid that he would get involved with Mo Yao again.

When they returned to the apartment, Song Qingying was reading a fairy tale book. The couple hugged and kissed her the moment they returned. At the same time, Mother Zhou brought out dinner from the kitchen.

At the dinner table, the family enjoyed themselves, and the little girl talked about the kindergarten. She was still fresh, and every day she was in high spirits about going to school.

After dinner, Song Zixiu played with Song Qing Ying while Lu Kewei played on the sofa near the father and daughter pair. She read the information of the driving school in the vicinity with a flat surface.

After Song Qingying was sent back to her room, there was only the couple left in the living room. Song Zixiu inadvertently glanced at the page that was currently opened on Lu Kewei's laptop. He suddenly thought of what happened four years ago and his face changed. He quickly calmed himself down, pretended to be normal and said, "Ke Wei, you want to learn how to drive?"

"Yeah, I don't want you to work so hard every day, and I don't want you to be escorted by the driver either. If you get sent to a class like this, you'll be laughed to death by other people."

Song Zixiu said, "Don't keep thinking about me. It won't take long for me to send you to the company." He didn't want her to drive in case.

"I'll just register first and wait until I really get my driver's license. What's more, you can also give me my driver's license if I get it."

Song Zixiu sighed. As long as she showed such an expression, there was nothing he could do. He could only agree with a cold face.

Lu Kewei quickly went over to hug her and gave her a kiss, while Song Zixiu looked at her while shaking his head and sighing.

The couple went back to their room. When Song Zixiu came out of the bathroom after showering, Lu Kewei was leaning on the bed, watching TV. He didn't look too good either.

When Song Zi Xiu saw it, he asked in amusement, "What happened to you? You can't be happy even when you're watching TV? " As he spoke, he curiously turned his head to watch what was on the TV. With a single glance, he understood.

As if he was talking to himself, he said, "To be fair, Mo Yao is really good-looking, and her figure is also good. It's only after watching her movies that I realize her acting skills are also very good. No wonder she can be popular for so many years."

Song Zixiu had already gotten on the bed and sat beside her. He pulled her into his arms and asked with a smile, "Lu Kewei, how come I didn't realize that you were a jealous guy before?" In the past, it had been difficult for him to even talk to her, let alone see her jealous. This experience was both novel and joyful.

Lu Kewei wanted to push him away from him, but he couldn't muster up any strength. He coldly glanced at him and even admitted to it, "Song Zixiu, don't expect me to forget about this matter so easily."

Song Zixiu hugged her even more tightly and leaned over to kiss her. He first kissed her face a few times, then held her lips tightly. After a while, when he let go of her for a bit, she scolded him happily, "Song Zixiu, it's not like you can use this move every time you use it."

Song Zixiu had already covered her body completely, so he was very serious when he heard her. "I'm not diverting your attention, I'm really very happy."

Lu Kewei was stunned for a moment before understanding what he meant. However, he wasn't being honest at all. His hands were already doing all sorts of weird things to her. Her aura became more and more chaotic, and in the end, he was even using his instincts to hug her.

When he was overwhelmed by the intense sensory perception, he felt that it would be great if he could live with him for the rest of his life.

Early next month, British writer Amanda came to the country as scheduled. Several top executives of the company, including Judy, were waiting for her at the airport's dedicated entrance. This was the first time that Amanda had come to the country. Naturally, it was also the first time that Amanda had come to the country. Naturally, it was also the first time that Amanda had come to the country.

After a day of rest, there would be a series of events tomorrow, including a signing meeting, a speech at the local university, and even a television interview program. The schedule was very full. Lu Kewei was also personally advised by his superiors to stay with Amanda and make her happy. This was a job that had been arranged by the British company's headquarters, so he could not afford to mess with it.

Coincidentally, the hotel that Amanda was staying at was Star Glory. Not long after Lu Kewei accompanied her into the hotel room, he received a call from Song Zixiu, asking her when it would end. Since Amanda happened to be called Lu Kewei, she didn't want to talk to Song Zixiu any longer, so she hung up the phone first.

At this time, Amanda was sitting by the window overlooking the imperial city from a high vantage point. She was obviously a middle-aged single woman with a strange temperament, but at this moment, she looked very gentle.

"Are you called Lu Kewei?" Amanda asked, gesturing for him to sit across from her.

Kroft nodded and said a few more polite words.

However, Amanda smiled amiably. "Your aunt called me and told me to tell you if I need anything. No need to be polite."

She did know Amanda before, but it was only because she had come to Edinburgh University to give lectures more than once. She did not think that Amanda would know her because of this. When Amanda mentioned Qin Zheng, she suddenly understood. She had told Qin Zheng about the matter of Amanda coming to the country and being escorted by her, so it was reasonable that they got to know each other based on Qin Zheng's identity. Qin Zheng probably told Amanda beforehand.

Amanda continued with a smile, "This is also my first time in this country. I've heard Professor Qin say this many times. After I'm done with my work for the past two days, you can show me around."

Lu Kewei happily agreed.

With the conversation that started like this, Lu Ke and Amanda got along very well. Amanda also knew that Luke was married, so she laughed and said that as long as she stayed with him during normal times, he would be able to go home in the evening. However, Lu Kewei remembered the company's upper echelons' instructions. He was afraid that he would leave a bad impression on the executives at work, so he insisted on staying.