Mu Qianchen sighed slightly, looked at Nan Xun, his eyes were soft and full of heartache, and said softly, "Axun..."

"I don't like him." Nan Xun held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, his body was as tight as a string, and his voice was urgent and cold, restless.

"I know." Mu Qianchen said softly, slowly approached, held Nan Xun's head, and placed her chin on his soft, dark hair, as if she could smell the faint fragrance of milk.

The car fell into silence for about ten minutes.

Nanxun asked, "Do you like him?" His voice was urgent and seemed to be questioning, revealing the owner's uneasy mood.

"He is my boss now, and I can count the number of times we have met on one hand." Mu Qianchen gently rubbed his soft black hair.

"But he is Chen Chen's daddy." The voice was muffled and deliberately lowered, and the last sound was even hard to hear clearly.

"Do you like him?" He asked persistently, but he didn't want to know the answer. Mu Qianchen hadn't answered yet, so he quickly continued, "If you two are together, he will definitely not agree to me being with you.

If I continue to live with Chenchen, then... I will become an outsider." The voice gradually became calmer and turned into a murmur, containing vulnerability, helplessness and confusion.

"I don't like him, at least not now." Mu Qianchen replied, stroking his black hair with her hands. Such movements could relieve Nanxun's uneasy mood.

"Axun, you are my family, and I will never abandon my family." Because she knows the pain and helplessness of being abandoned by her family.

"I'm sorry." Nan Xun apologized.

Mu Qianchen knew that he was apologizing for his intimate gestures and kisses to her in front of Yan Mo just now.

There was silence in the car again, twenty minutes later.

Nanxun raised his head, his beautiful purple eyes returned to clarity, his mood calmed down, he turned around and said in a low voice, "Oh, stop rubbing it, it will mess up my hair."

Nan Xun fixed her messy hair in the mirror and shouted dissatisfied, "You woman, you are so cruel every time."

"Burn the bridge, you are a wolf with white eyes, huh!" Mu Qianchen snorted coldly and gave Nan Xun a big look, "Chenchen must have prepared all the food. Hurry up and drive. I am almost starving to death. The food in the company restaurant is so unpalatable.

Already."

"I know, I know, you starving ghost." Nan Xun started the sports car.

Mu Qianchen leaned on the seat and squinted his eyes to rest. He was familiar with a day's work today and was a little tired.

Suddenly, the dark and attractive eyes when Yan Mo left came into her mind, and she actually felt that his eyes were a little lonely.

How could she have such thoughts, damn it.

He was so quick and decisive when he left, and now he might be in a gentle land of women.

Or maybe he was accompanying her fiancée.

"Qianchen... If you haven't found someone you like at the age of 30, let's get married." Nan Xun suddenly spoke, pulling Mu Qianchen's thoughts away from Yan Mo.

Mu Qianchen was startled and replied, "Okay."

Looking out the car window at the hazy night approaching, the street lights have already turned on, with bright neon lights and fireworks.

The wind blew into the car through the half-opened window, carrying the moist smell in the air of S city.

Mu Qianchen's thoughts drifted away again, to three years ago.

To this day, she still remembers the afternoon she met Nan Xun. It was the day before Christmas. The snow was as heavy as goose feathers and it was very cold. She purchased a lot of Christmas food and accessories from the supermarket, and even a Christmas tree.
Chapter completed!