Chapter 271: Repeating the Mistakes (1)

"It's nothing, just for peace of mind, country D's medical level is much higher than that of city S, don't worry, grandpa's health is fine, and he will live another thirty years without any problems."

The man's thick voice narrated lightly, without asking for credit.

Mu Jinchen is such a person. He may have done many things quietly behind his back, but he will not publicize them. He is used to treating someone well in this way, not for the sake of getting gratitude, but because he thinks he should do so, so he did it.

But Wushuang was very touched. I don't know if it was because of his loving behavior, or because in this world, there is finally someone who regards her affairs, her family's affairs, as his own affairs, and what he should do.

"Mu Jinchen, I won't thank you. I am your family member, and so is grandpa."

Mu Jinchen glanced at her, reached out and stroked her hair, "Little idiot."

The tone was very doting, and Wushuang's nose felt a little sore when he heard it, so he had to hold his arm tightly and rubbed his small face.

Mu Jinchen lowered his head, watching the little girl's small movements as if she was acting like a baby, and under the warm yellow light, that beautiful and gentle little face had a slight smile, and he felt that a corner of his heart had collapsed. It seems that it is too soft.

Bowing his head, he pressed a kiss on the top of her hair and hugged her tightly. The two of them did not speak tacitly, but each other's hearts were getting closer and closer in this silent warmth...

The competition of love has never been able to accommodate three people. If someone unfortunately becomes the third person in a relationship, naturally some will be happy and others will be sad.

For example, Tang Mubai, who was getting drunk in the bar at this time, the expulsion during the day was in stark contrast to the sweetness in the past three years. Wushuang said that she wished she could go back to three years ago and slap herself a few times, and ask herself why So blind.

Why not? He also wants to go back to ten years ago. If he knew that he would meet a woman like Jing Wushuang in his thirties, he would take care of him ten years ago and wait for Jing Wushuang's arrival.

If I hadn't met Xia Ziwei five years ago.

If, three years ago, he had stood his ground, would everything be different now?

However, how is it possible to turn back time?

Laughing at himself, he raised his hand and drank another glass of vodka.

The pretty girl next to the bar who is wearing very little cloth has been paying attention to Tang Mubai for a long time. He is the most handsome man in the whole field. Like the ancient noble son of a scholarly family who was frustrated and drunk, he had an indescribably decadent elegance in his gestures, which was very in line with her aesthetics, and it was very exciting to see.

Men and women who eat and drink, men and women who appear alone in bars are nothing more than that.

When she saw it, she felt that it was almost done, so she approached Tang Mubai.

"Sir, don't you want me to have a drink?"

A woman's appearance is inherently delicate, and with the coquettish/fascinating voice of dripping water, even a man would be tempted.

"roll!"

Tang Mubai, who was still sane and sober, gave her a word.

Nice, with personality.

The woman feels that she is not bad. In the past, she always hits the target with one hit. That would be boring. She likes to challenge the difficult ones.

He took the cup in Tang Mubai's hand, took a sip from his lips, and stuck out his tongue cutely, "It's so spicy."