Chapter 418 - Take Care Of Her Forever, Okay? (1/2)

Chapter 418: Take Care Of Her Forever, Okay?

Mu Sihan looked at Xue’er, whose face had turned pale because she was frightened by his cold expression. Turning his gsxr away, he then looked at the picture of his adoptive father on the tombstone. Pursing his lips tightly, he let out an exasperated breath and did not get angry with Xue’er any more.

Kneeling in front of the tombstone, he kowtowed three times before pulling Xue’er up from the ground.

He had driven personally to the cemetery himself. Xue’er walked behind him and looked at his cold back, her hands that were hanging in front of her clenched slightly.

She really did not understand why the att.i.tude of the same person towards her could be so different.

What had changed?

Walking to the front pa.s.senger seat, Xue’er was about to open the door when the man’s cold and deep voice interrupted, “Sister Xue’er, sit in the seat at the back!”

Xue’er’s pupils constricted. _The seat at the back? _

She raised her head to look at him but he was already in the driver’s seat.

Xue’er suddenly thought of when they were teenagers, he was already very good at driving and one night he even went to the black market to race without father’s knowledge.

She followed, pulling open the front pa.s.senger seat’s door to get in but he stopped her, saying arrogantly with a slight raise of his eyebrows, “Why are you trying to sit in the front pa.s.senger seat? This is my woman’s exclusive seat in the future. You can’t sit here even though you’re my sister.”

Later, she confessed her feelings to him and he accepted.

She then sat in his front pa.s.senger seat.

But now…

Xue’er’s lips lifted up in a bitter smile and she held back the tears that were threatening to fall from her eyes. She pulled open the door of the back seat and got in the car.

Mu Sihan drove out of the cemetery and took out his phone, thinking that Nan Zhi could be still waiting in the restaurant.

But the vibrating sound of his phone started first.

It was from the old lady’s bodyguard.

Mu Sihan frowned. The old lady seldom let others touch her phone…

If it was the bodyguard who called, then could it be…