Chapter 533： If she is not good enough, how can you marry her

Mime private 533

The wind continued to pour in from outside the window, blowing on Liang Yisheng's indifferent face.

Her driving skills are not bad, and despite the huge waves in her heart that will be unstoppable, she can still keep the distance between the two cars within a safe range without letting the other person notice.

When Mujianai's car drove by in front of the Tianji Building without hesitation, one of her tight strings suddenly broke.

A chill quickly rushed from the palm of his hand to the depths of the heart, his perception was frozen briefly, and slowly, dense pain spread to the whole body.

Mujianai's car was still moving, and she did not stop.

It was a long, long time, until she could not remember whether it was an hour or two.

When she found herself driving into a villa area in a daze, Mugane's car had already slowed down, turned a corner, and drove slowly toward the tree-lined road on the right.

She glanced at that direction, and about eighty meters after the turn, there was a house. She parked the car on the side of the road.

The trees on the roadside became a natural barrier, blocking her and Mugana.

The surroundings are very quiet, with the sound of birds singing, quiet and happy, away from the hustle and bustle of the city center, it is a place for health preservation.

Suddenly, there was a conversation on the other end——

"Mr. Mu is here, please hurry up, and we are looking forward to you. Miss must be very happy! Thanks to you, Missy's illness has improved a lot."

"Ok."

After a door closed, the surroundings fell silent.

The woman in the rearview mirror was terribly pale and bloodless, and a stubborn mist filled her eyes. She covered her face, leaned on the steering wheel, breathing slightly, so that her shoulders fell together.

Ten minutes later, she lifted her face, picked up her phone, and placed many orders blankly.

Before long, she left there.

Inside the house, in a building surrounded by large lawns and green plants, in the French windows, a man and a woman were sitting next to each other, and several servants stood beside them.

Many jewelry designs were placed on a small round table.

The woman held a sheet and spoke softly, sometimes asking his opinion.

He has few words, is concise, and doesn't say a word.

She was obviously happy, smiling with crooked eyes.

Before you know it, it's lunch time.

He reached out and took away the manuscript paper in her hand, "Go eat first."

Liang Yunian frowned, "But I'm excited, and the inspiration bursts out, can you let me finish this before going?"

Mu Jianai ignored her coquetry and turned to the servant, "Serve food."

"Okay, Mr. Mu."

Liang Yunian lowered his head to focus on the design drawings, then looked up at him, and asked with a smile, "I want to go outside after eating."

"it is good."

"You accompany me."

Mujiane glanced at her, and the middle-aged man not far away sent him a begging look.

"it is good."

A faint sound already made her very happy.

He got up, walked behind her and pushed the wheelchair towards the dining area.

At this moment, several men in uniforms came in with beautiful bouquets. There were about five people. After five, there were others with fruit snacks and various small gifts, and the servants at the back took gifts. More expensive, just look at the packaging is already very expensive.

"What are these?" Liang Yunian asked the servant.

The servant was puzzled.

At this moment, the butler hurried in, "Hey, why do you come in so many people? Didn't you let you be outside?"

"Butler, where did these come from?"

The butler looked at Mugane suspiciously, "Not Mr. Mu?"

At this time, a delivery boy came to Liang Yunian, "Hello, all orders have been completed, this is a greeting card from the guest."

Liang Yunian suspiciously stretched out his hand to pick it up, and when he opened it, there was only one sentence above—

[May Miss Liang Yunian get well soon, please accept it with care, and visit again soon. ——Liang Yisheng]

At that second, the leisure on her face was gone, and a ridiculous smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

The card was quickly taken away by the man.

She raised her eyes and immediately saw the panic emerging from his eyes.

Although it is very shallow and light, and fleeting, it does not mean there is no.

She pursed her lips, turned her wheelchair with her hands and walked forward, "Thank you for your wife's kindness. If you have time, take her with you. I really want to eat with her."

The man's tone was light, "When you are better, I will arrange for you to meet."

She turned her head to look at him, smiling at the corner of her mouth, "People always have a generous and dignified impression of Mrs. Mu, and she is worthy of the praise."

"Yes, if she is not good enough, how can you marry her." She laughed low, and the corners of her eyes were ironic.

"She is fine."

After the next sentence, Mu Jianai handed the card to the housekeeper, and continued to push her towards the table, not rushing or rushing, and serving her with vegetables without emotion.

Liang Yunian looked at the dishes on a table, but suddenly laughed, and the next second, the dishes he had picked up fell on the ground together with the dishes.

Suddenly, I cried.

Her parents panicked and hurriedly ordered people to find things, and the servants ran up and down in a panic.

But Mujianai calmly filled her with a new bowl and put it in front of her.

Without exception, she was smashed again.

She cried more fiercely, "I can't get better, I'll never get better! You go!"

——

Five p.m.

The weather was cold, and Wen Xi changed his clothes after filming a falling scene.

As soon as she came out, Yin Lan handed her mobile phone over to her.

"Mr Mu's call, I made two calls, it seems there is something urgent."

Wen Xi called back and answered immediately on the other side——

"Shengsheng is on your side?"

"Sister Yisheng? No, she borrowed a car from me in the morning and went out. She...what's wrong?"

Wen Xi immediately felt uneasy.

"It's okay."

Mugane quickly hung up.

Wen Xi called Liang Yisheng and answered.

She breathed a sigh of relief, "Sister Yi Sheng, where are you? Mr. Mu is looking for you."

There was a sound of breeze blowing, and Liang Yisheng did not speak.

"Sister Yisheng? Where are you?"

The sound of sniffing came, and Liang Yisheng's dumb voice came over, "Xi Xi, please help me."

Ten minutes later, Wen Xi came to the school.

She ran directly to the auditorium.

There is no one in the auditorium tonight, but the door is open and there are no lights inside.

As soon as I entered, a sense of silence hit my face.

Wen Xi turned on the light, looked around, and saw the woman in a seat on the left.

She sat blankly, and didn't seem to notice her approach.

Wen Xi sat down next to her and did not disturb her easily.

Although Liang Yisheng's eyes were red, there were no tears at the moment, as if he had already cried dry.

"That day, I was sitting in this position and fell in love with him at first sight."

Her voice was very dry and dumb, and she looked at the podium, "The school invited him to give a speech. When I first saw him, I was sure that he was the type I liked, the person I wanted to chase, and then I was determined. In the entertainment industry, he aimed at his company, so that I could get closer to him, but after I went in, I found out that there are so many artists in the company and there are only a handful of artists who can see him. He is still far away. and so……"

She suddenly choked up.