Young Master Jue’s Beloved Wife: She’s Great At Flirting - Chapter 1038
Knowing that Mu Yuchen is also in the bar, the mood of summer Wanqing is no longer as calm as before.
After a few seconds, he would look in his direction.
But there is nothing to see.
This feeling of restlessness is very tormenting.
Huihui saw Xia Wanqing’s mind. She said to Xia Wanqing, “why don’t I call Mu Shao here? Or call him out and have a good chat? ”
Xia Wanqing thought of the indifferent attitude he felt after seeing her in the French restaurant last night. She had a premonition that he would treat him coldly even if he saw him again.
Besides, she had nothing to do with him. It was none of her business who he married.
Xia Wanqing shakes his head and stops getting ready to call for the Huihui of Mu Yuchen.
After that, the mood of summer and late Qing became more depressed.
No matter how Huihui advised her, she drank the wine one by one.
“Wanqing, you can’t drink any more. You’ll get drunk if you drink it again.” Huihui takes Xia Wanqing’s cup from her hand and stops her from drinking.
Summer Wanqing will head on Hui Hui’s shoulder, head a whirl, “Hui Hui, I want to go to the bathroom.”
“Well, I’ll help you through.”
Xia Wanqing enters the bathroom and Huihui is waiting outside.
After a while, Huihui saw a cheerful and indifferent figure coming out of the men’s room.
“Mu Shao.” Huihui calls Mu Yuchen.
Mu Yuchen stopped and looked at Huihui with a cool and indifferent face. His expression of coldness seemed to forget where he had seen her.
Huihui went to Mu Yuchen. After introducing herself, she said, “I don’t know what happened between you and Wanqing, but she is in a bad mood today. Mu Shao, didn’t you like Wanqing very much before? You can take her away from your brother. Why can’t you cherish it
Huihui said a word, Mu Yuchen’s face became cold a few minutes, with the surrounding air, also followed several degrees.
In the face of such a powerful man, Huihui’s heart trembles and drums.
However, Huihui still didn’t shrink back when he thought of Wanqing as hard as that. “Mu Shao, is there really no room for turning round? Do you have to marry Miss Ji? In fact, she really loves Wanqing — ”
” Huihui! ”
Xia Wanqing, who comes out of the bathroom, interrupts Huihui’s unfinished words.
Huihui saw some smoked summer Wanqing, and hurriedly walked over to hold her arm, “is everything right, Wanqing?”
Xia Wanqing shook his heavy head, “it’s OK.” Said, she looked at the Mu Yuchen with her back to their direction. Her eyes suddenly became hot, and her throat seemed to be filled with countless cotton wadding. She couldn’t say a word.
Huihui wants to leave room for Xia Wanqing and Mu Yuchen to chat alone, but Xia Wanqing shakes her head.
What else can she and he say?
He is going to marry Ji Yingying, isn’t he?
Whether he is acting or sincere, it doesn’t matter.
Her heart, tired, tired.
Huihui helps Xia Wanqing pass by Mu Yuchen. Xia Wanqing doesn’t look at Mu Yuchen again. When they are about to leave from the corridor, Mu Yuchen strides after him.
“Sunny in summer and late in the evening!”
His voice was cold and indifferent, without a trace of emotion.
The heart shrinks in summer.
She relaxed Huihui’s arm, after adjusting her mood, looked to Mu Yu dust.
Huihui sees that their atmosphere is not right. She doesn’t know whether to leave or stay with Wanqing.
Xia Wanqing saw that Mu Yuchen had something to say to him. She said to Huihui around him, “Huihui, you go first. I’ll come back later. It’s OK. I’m fine. Don’t worry
Huihui sighed, did not say anything more, turned and left.
In the corridor only summer evening clear and Mu Yuchen, two people become silent.
Mu Yuchen put one hand in his trouser pocket. He was dressed in black clothes and trousers. The cut cloth outlined his tall and straight figure. The yellow light over his head made him look colder and colder.
Summer Wanqing eyes astringent, nose sour, throat also seems to have been stabbed as hard.
It may be that she drank too much, or he appeared, which made her feel uncomfortable from head to toe.
Taking a deep breath, she said to the man’s deep and unpredictable eyes, the tone of her mouth was light, “what do you want me to do?”
Mu Yu dust thin lips slightly open, voice with a bit of indifference, “tomorrow my wedding, you don’t need to be present.”
Xia Wanqing didn’t plan to go there. She was mean again. Could she still go to look for abuse?
However, his tone of voice made her uncomfortable.
“The invitation letter from Ji Yingying is my business. Why should I listen to you?” She did not know why and he would become so tit for tat, clearly he said, and Ji Yingying will not come really.
But why get married?She is a traditional woman in her heart. Marriage is sacred and beautiful to her. If she is not determined to live together, there is no need to enter the palace of marriage.
Therefore, he and Ji Yingying are going to get married. In her heart, whether it’s fake or not, he has betrayed their love.
Mu Yuchen looked at Xia Wanqing’s eyes and was cold again, “although Yingying invited you, I don’t want to see you! Summer Wanqing, no couple who broke up can be friends, unless, not deep love. Yes, I used to love you, but I have found out that my mother killed you. Mom, we have no good ending
Summer evening fine hears Mu Yu dust’s words, slender body, steep ground trembles.
She opened her mouth, and before she could say anything, she heard Mu Yuchen’s more cruel words. “Also, don’t show off the wind in the outside. Although we broke up and ended, we have been together before. You don’t want face, I want face!”
His words are very heavy, like a sharp sword, hard. Inserted – into the chest – mouth of Xia Wanqing.
How could he say that to her?
Show off the wind?
She just danced in the past. How could she become a show off?
Summer Wanqing was Mu Yuchen indifferent words, blocked a word also can not say.
Throat seems to swallow yellow lotus, bitter and astringent.
How could he say that to her?
How could he hurt her like that?
What did he go through? Why did this happen suddenly?
His mind is a little slow to think of what he just said. He found out that his mother was the real murderer of her mother.
Is that true?
She opened her mouth, and before she could speak, she tasted a little salty.
It turned out that she was crying.
“About the suicide note -” she was just about to ask him how to explain the handwriting, so he gave a cold drink, “shut up!”
Xia Wanqing’s body is stiff.
The tongue seems to have been cut by scissors. It’s painful.
She opened her mouth and tears flowed in, but she couldn’t say a word.