C8

Chapter 8 - Disregarding trash

Ling Chuang glanced at her but did not say anything.

However, she scooped up a spoonful of congee, put it to her lips and blew lightly, then said, "My family moved here two years ago, but I was there thinking about it in my high school. Because Qingcheng is a small county after all, and M City is a provincial capital. My uncle said that the quality of education here is good. When I was in school, I was afraid that I would be late and would fall asleep. When I didn't have time for breakfast, I would slip out of the wall while everyone else was doing morning exercises and come to this restaurant for breakfast. "

Ling Chen looked at her again and saw her pouting her lips to let off some steam. He then swallowed a spoonful of congee and looked at the lovely undulations at her throat. Unnaturally, his Adam's apple also moved up and down a bit.

He then glanced outside the window and stared at the entrance to the high school. He stared at the high wall with a faint smile in his eyes.

After a while, the two were almost done eating. Mu Tianxing hugged his milk tea cup and drank it in satisfaction, Zhuo Xi came over and cleaned up the place, put down the small table, then once again drove the car to the main road.

"Actually, you don't hate it at all. If we just get along like this, it'll be pretty good too. "

Mu Tianxing said while feeling touched.

She felt that after all, it was impossible for them to be husband and wife. If the two of them spent their days staring at each other, it would truly be unbearable.

If he could be like this today, he would have nothing difficult for her. Even if he didn't say a word, like a thousand-year-old iceberg, he would at least be more relaxed than he was.

However, just as she finished her sentence, a low and elegant voice came rushing over, "I am not wronged."

"Hmm?" She was stunned and looked at him with wide eyes. "What do you mean by not feeling wronged?"

"Didn't you ask me why?" He did not look at her, but looked at the scenery outside the window and faintly said, "I don't feel wronged marrying you."

"You!" Mu Tianxing's face, which was filled with satisfaction just a moment ago, instantly flushed red with anger!

He was only an abandoned son who was approved by the family, a cripple who could not even stand on two legs. How could he marry such a young and beautiful young girl who was as pure and kind as a flower and loved by many people, and say that he wasn't wronged?!

Of course he wasn't wronged!

The one who felt wronged was her!

"I take back what I just said!" Mu Tianxing angrily turned his head and no longer looked at him, he firmly bit on the straw in his mouth.

Her brain must have been kicked by a donkey to think that he didn't hate her!

He was simply hateful!

Zhuo Ran and Zhuo Xi who were sitting in the front row were worried for their master: "Four Young Masters doesn't seem to know how to get along with girls, what should I do?"

"Yes."

The elegant male voice sounded again, but it only answered lightly, as if to say: It doesn't matter whether you take it or not, just as it doesn't matter whether you hate me or not, it has nothing to do with me.

Mu Tianxing did not speak, but the carriage suddenly heard the sound of a plastic bottle being crushed!

She lowered her eyelashes to take a look. Damn it! She had accidentally used too much strength, revealing her little anger!

Mu Tianxing took out his phone, stuffed it into her ear, and closed her eyes to listen to the song.

As long as I don't look at him, I won't be bothered by him. The music is like a world to me.

Time ticked by, about a dozen songs later, and she opened her eyes and glanced out the window.

Then, when she looked, she realized that the car had stopped at the door of the villa at the top of the mountain. As she raised her eyes, the words "House of Ling" was still there!

Taking off her headphones, she nervously asked Ling Feng, "When did you arrive?"

Ling Feng seemed to be waiting for her, but it also seemed like he was resting with his eyes closed.

When he heard her voice, he opened his eyes but ignored her. He raised his hand and knocked on the window.

Zhuo Ran took out his electronic card and swept it across the sensor at the entrance of the Villa. The wide electronic door slowly opened, and the scenery inside the Garden of Zhou suddenly opened up before his eyes.

Zhuo Xi saw Mu Tianxing nervously frowning, and in the end, he could not bear to do it. He glanced at Four Young Masters's expression and said warmly: "Miss Mu does not need to worry, Four Young Masters will take care of you."

No matter if Ling Huang truly liked Mu Tianxing or not, just based on the fact that Mu Tianxing had saved his life and their current relationship, Ling Huang would still take her under his wing.

Especially since everyone knew that although Ling Feng's personality was eccentric, he was extremely protective of his own safety. He only wanted Zhuo Ran and Zhuo Xi to teach him a lesson, if the Old Master were to personally speak out against him, Ling Feng would be unhappy.

Regarding Zhuo Xi's words, Ling Leng did not say anything, and Mu Tianxing just pretended that she did not hear it.

The car stopped in front of the villa.

Zhuo Xi opened the car door and rushed out like a little deer.

She looked around her curiously, forgetting for the moment about the cold.

It was only until she turned around that she saw Zhuo Ran and Zhuo Xi helping that arrogant and handsome man into a wheelchair with all their might. Her childish smile that had been ignorant of the world suddenly stiffened on her face.

Zhuo Xi pushed Ling Feng towards her: "Miss Mu, go in."

Mu Tianxing suddenly felt a little sad, and also felt a bit guilty: He was a cripple, what was she really doing competing with him? He had suffered much more than herself.

She held tightly onto the handle of the wheelchair and looked at Zhuo Xi: "Let me do it."

Zhuo Xi frowned: "You have not pushed or should I ?."

"Give it to her." Ling Feng still had that extremely indifferent expression, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

Zhuo Xi hesitated for a while, but in the end, he released both his hands. He pulled the jacket over his back, and instructed Mu Tianxing, "This is Four Young Masters's pen and paper."

"I know."

"Miss Mu!"

"Is there something else?"

"Miss Mu, don't forget, Four Young Masters doesn't know how to speak."

"I, I know."

Mu Tianxing did not want to ask Ling Huang about the reason why he pretended to be mute, or perhaps, he was not pretending at all, but rather, was truly mute.

These were not her concern. She only needed to remember that her mission was to marry Ling Geng, and if Ling Geng wanted to hide the secret, she would help to hide it. On this ship, they were like grasshoppers tied together, right?

In the main hall of the Ling Family, the maid had just come to report the news of Four Young Masters's return. Therefore, Mu Tianxing had not taken two steps when she saw Ceng Qian welcoming him with a smile on her face, and called out to her intimately: "Little Tian Xing! "You're finally here. We've been waiting for a long time."

"Aunt Qian." She answered obediently.

Her large eyes blinked. She saw a lady in her forties following closely behind Ceng Qian, looking very elegant, wearing a work attire and shirt, looking even more seductive than Ceng Qian's qipao.

"Good girl." Ceng Qian pulled Mu Tianxing's hand, smiled and pointed to the woman, and said: "This is your sister-in-law! Your big brother, second brother, and third brother are all chatting in the old man's study, and they'll be coming down soon. "