Chapter 170 (1/2)
Standing on the top floor of Yiran tower and overlooking the whole Star City, Mu Qingxuan has a panoramic view, as if embracing the most beautiful night. Standing on the stage, Mu Qingxuan's thin body gazes at the distance from afar. The breeze occasionally blows, bringing a little coolness.
Wrapped in a thin coat, Mu Qingxuan gently looks at Xiaochen, who is also intoxicated with the beautiful scenery. At the corner of her mouth, she unconsciously says, ”coconut, is it beautiful?”
Xiaochen staring at the foot of the scenery, still lost his mind nodded, ”very beautiful.”
Walking slowly to Mu Qingxuan's side, Mo Yanrui's slender legs are reflected on the ground by the weak light.
He put his hands in his trouser pockets and softened his cold face. Only in front of Mu Qingxuan and Xiaochen could he show tenderness. ”We've been here before. I really hope everything can start again.”
There is no obvious change in the woman's expression, but the curve of her mouth is slowly lengthened, and her tone is calm. ”Time can't go back, and there is no regret medicine in the world.”
One sentence suddenly made Mo Yanrui look at Mu Qingxuan. She smiles like a flower. She clearly says this with a smile. But why does he sound so sad? Is it an illusion?
”Qingxuan...” He couldn't help calling out.
”Ah, Xiaochen, let's go there and have a look.” Mu Qingxuan naturally takes Xiaochen's hand and goes straight to the other side.
A big one and a small two shadows, Mo Yanrui gently sigh, Mu Qingxuan, do you really forget, or choose to forget?
Seeing Mu Qingxuan back to the hospital, Xiaochen chooses to sleep with her in the hospital. Mo Yanrui doesn't stop her. She goes back to the apartment alone. As soon as she steps in the door, she smells delicious food.
Dai Jiaoqian came out of the kitchen with a plate of braised pork. When she saw him coming back, her eyes lit up. ”Yan Rui, are you back? Sister LAN is not at home today, so I cook myself. You can taste it, eh? What about Xiaochen? ”
Without a direct response to her, Mo Yanrui took off his suit coat and put it on the sofa. Dai Jiaoqian saw this and hurriedly stepped forward to put it away. Unexpectedly, as soon as his hand touched a corner, his arm was suddenly grabbed. Mo Yanrui's eyes were sharp, ”why?”
As her wrist began to ache, Dai Jiaoqian frowned and said, ”I just want to help you sort it out...”
”No need!”
He shook off her hand, threw his coat to the chair on the other side, and went to the dining table.
Dai Jiaoqian ran forward in a hurry, ”I don't know what you like to eat, so I cooked a few dishes casually, and I don't know if it suits your taste.”
Braised pork, sweet and sour ribs, crucian carp soup
Mo Yanrui was stunned. Mu Qingxuan used to do this before.
”Yan Rui, what's the matter? Is it the wrong dish? ” The frown of the woman never stretched, but it became tighter.
All of a sudden, his eyes flashed, and his fierce eyes shot at the woman in front of him like a sword? These dishes are all made by Qingxuan. Can you make the same table perfectly if you make them at will? Dai Jiaoqian, do you really think I can't see it? ”
His tone became more and more severe, which made people feel more and more pressure. His approach made Dai Jiaoqian sit on the chair. She was close to the armrest, and her eyes were frightened. ”Yan Rui, what are you talking about?”
”Don't call me by name. It makes me sick.” Mo Yanrui went to the sofa, took out his mobile phone from his suit pocket and dialed a phone, ”Gao Jian, take it.”
Hang up, he slowly turned around, the mobile phone is still in hand, ”I'll see how you still sophistry.”