C6 I'm No Longer as Immature as Before

Fu Muxuan found Aunt Han and asked her to arrange a room for herself.

Aunt Han was well aware that the two of them had quarreled again. She took the luggage from Fu Muxuan's hands and smiled, "Then give the old butler's guest room to Miss Fu. That room has always been empty and the lighting is very good."

"Thank you." Fu Muxuan politely greeted.

The old housekeeper went to the nursing home not long after she and Lih Mochi got married. She was a kind and kind old lady. The furniture in her room had not been removed.

The furniture that was left behind was very compatible with this villa. They were all dark brown solid wood family. Even the dressing table had the style of the 1960s and 60s.

She was very satisfied with this guest room. There was also an independent bathroom and bathroom here, which was very convenient.

After thanking Aunt Han, she gently closed the door and sighed. She closed the curtains, took off her clothes, and went to take a shower. She washed away the traces that Lih Mochi had left on her yesterday.

After taking a shower, she came out of the bathroom. What surprised her was that there were clothes piled up on the bed. They were the latest models of this season, and they were all branded goods.

Aunt Han was actually still moving.

"Aunt Han, what's the matter with these clothes?" Fu Muxuan saw Aunt Han sweating profusely and pulled her to stop moving.

"Young Master bought these for you." Aunt Han panted as she explained, "After you left, the Young Master seemed to have forgotten to cancel it. So every month, those stores would be sent over. You didn't know that the cloakroom was almost full."

Fu Muxuan looked at these clothes and also had a headache, "But what are all of them piled up here for?"

"Young Master said that they are sold to you anyway. You can do whatever you want with them. When Miss Fu's breakfast is ready, you can go and eat. There are still shoes and bags upstairs. I will bring them all down for you. " Aunt Han seemed to be very happy about moving things.

"Aunt Han, I can't wear these clothes. I am here to carry out a mission." Fu Muxuan felt helpless.

"Then Miss Fu can personally go and tell Young Master that he is eating breakfast in the restaurant." Aunt Han smiled faintly and turned around to walk out of the room.

Fu Muxuan could not stop her and could only give up.

Looking at the pile of clothes that piled up like a mountain, she sighed faintly. It seemed like she needed to find Lih Mochi to explain it clearly.

When she came out of the room, Lih Mochi was still elegantly eating breakfast.

When Lih Mochi heard footsteps, he slightly raised his eyes and saw that she was wearing a pair of black ankle boots that repaired her legs. Her slender and elastic legs were wearing black jeans, a white T-shirt, and a dark blue windbreaker. She had short hair and looked valiant and shiny.

She was no longer as young and inexperienced as before.

Now, she had a trace of charm and gentleness. She was even more dignified and imposing, and she became more and more calm.

"Those things..."

"If you don't want those things, you can throw them away." Lih Mochi said. Those things were nothing to him. He just treated them as garbage.

Fu Muxuan could not say a word. She pursed her lips and said, "Okay, I understand."

Lih Mochi thought she would continue to be stubborn with him, but he did not expect her to end up with her obedience. For a moment, he felt a little stifled in his heart.

Fu Muxuan sat at the dining table and made two kinds of breakfast.

Aunt Han also recovered her former habit. She made two types of breakfast. She liked to eat Chinese breakfast, and Lih Mochi liked Western breakfast.

In front of her was a bowl of Emerald Rice Congee. It seemed that Aunt Han was worried that she would not eat it and especially served it.

Picking up the spoon, she took a sip. The taste was still the same as before and did not change.

She ate quietly. On the contrary, Lih Mochi stopped the coffee cup in his hand and looked at her indifferently.

"Short hair is not suitable for you." Lih Mochi said without thinking. In fact, it was very suitable. Even the hair behind his ear was very sexy.

Fu Muxuan's movements were like flowing water. She took a bite of the crispy and refreshing pickled cucumber and said indifferently, "Washing your hair like this will save more time."

Every day, she was so busy with work that she had to take care of the house. She really did not have the extra energy to take care of her hair.

Lih Mochi's eyes were dark. He remembered Fu Muxuan saying that if she fell in love with someone, she would definitely keep her hair up for that person.

So when they got married, Fu Muxuan's silk-like long hair was unforgettable to him.

Now that she had cut her hair short, did she want to cut off the past and not look back, or did she not meet a man who could move her in the past three years?

Lih Mochi had already finished eating, but after Fu Muxuan finished eating, he got up and said, "Go to work."

Fu Muxuan also got up and just as she walked out of the restaurant, Aunt Han walked up and gave her a box of medicine, instructing, "When young master's stomach is not feeling well, give it to him to eat."

"Okay." Fu Muxuan held the white medicine bottle in her hand and was stunned for a moment. Why did she not remember that Lih Mochi had a stomach disease?

Could it be that it only happened later?

She put the medicine bottle into her pocket and walked out the door.

She sat in the driver's seat and was stunned for a moment. Lih Mochi did not sit properly at the back and actually sat in the passenger's seat.

"Mr. Lih, you..." Fu Muxuan was confused by him. What exactly did he want?

"Close protection. You can't drive while sitting in the back. I'm sitting in front. Anyway, the passenger seat has been vacant for so many years. It's best to sit by myself." Lih Mochi's cold face had no expression. His tone was indifferent. It was as if he was saying something unimportant.

Only Fu Muxuan had a self-deprecating smile on her face. It was the damn copilot again!

Along the way, Fu Muxuan did not say anything. She safely escorted Lih Mochi to the underground parking lot of Lih's Group and followed him into the special elevator for the president.

When she married Lih Mochi, she had never enjoyed Mrs Lih's honor. Who would have thought that after the divorce, she would get closer to Lih Mochi. It was sad and funny.

"What are you laughing at?" Through the reflection of the steel plates in the elevator, he saw that Fu Muxuan seemed to be laughing.

Fu Muxuan raised her delicate white porcelain face and shook her head. "It's nothing. There should be an additional surveillance camera here."

"I don't need that kind of thing." Lih Mochi said gloomily.

"But those people might use this elevator to go to the top floor to kill you." Fu Muxuan frowned and said very seriously.

Lih Mochi was annoyed by her business-like tone. He suddenly turned around and pressed Fu Muxuan on the cold metal wall of the elevator. His deep black eyes were secretive.

Fu Muxuan did not even have time to speak when Lih Mochi's kiss smashed down like hail.

The kiss became heavier and Fu Muxuan's breathing became more and more rapid.

The faint scent of the ancient dragon perfume on Lih Mochi's body seemed to have turned into an aphrodisiac poison as it continuously drilled into the tip of Fu Muxuan's nose.