Chapter 2691: Love Comes Like The Southern Breeze (209)
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
He had thought it through. Maybe it was because they had not known each other for long enough, or maybe it was because he had not expressed it properly, so she would reject him.
Being rejected by a girl could only mean that he was not outstanding enough and not enough to move her heart.
From now on, he would try his best to make her fall in love with him.
Just you wait, Qiao Ruoxi. The woman Mu Yunli likes will not give up so easily.
...
The Bentley drove into a luxurious manor.
Qiao Ruoxi noticed the name of the manor and said softly, “Chenxi Manor?”
Mu Yunli turned to look at her and smiled. “It’s the same as your name. There’s the word Xi in it. Isn’t it a coincidence?”
“Yes.” Qiao Ruoxi stared at the word “Chenxi” and something strange popped up in her head.
Chenxi...
What a familiar name...
Mu Yunli gestured for her to enter the villa.
“Didn’t you say you wanted to see a dog?” Qiao Ruoxi asked.
Mu Yunli smiled. “There’s no hurry to see the dog. This is your first time at my house. You should meet my mother first. She must be very happy to know that you’re here.”
“...”
Qiao Ruoxi did not know what to say. She had coincidentally saved Mrs. Mu that time. They had met at Wenjing Garden previously, but they had not spoken to each other.
Why did she suddenly feel a little nervous about meeting his mother?
In the Mu family mansion, Mu Yunli pulled Qiao Ruoxi into the house. He smiled and shouted, “Mom, look who’s here!”
Not long after, a figure appeared on the second floor. Madam Mu was wearing a dark green cheongsam as she leisurely came down from upstairs.
Qiao Ruoxi wondered how she would have looked if not for the scars on her face.
One could tell from Mu Yunli’s looks that she was a great beauty when she was young.
Mrs. Mu saw Qiao Ruoxi and greeted her warmly, “Girl, you’re here. Come and sit.”
Qiao Ruoxi shook off Mu Yunli’s hand and sat down on the sofa obediently.
“Can I call you Xiao Xi?” Madam Mu asked after instructing the helper to serve tea.
“It’s okay, Auntie. You can call me anything,” Qiao Ruoxi smiled.
Mu Yunli suddenly rested his chin on Qiao Ruoxi’s shoulder and said faintly, “Miss, you are so biased. Why can my mother call you Little Xi, but I can’t?”