For a moment, Mu Jianing even thought, could Yichen not be a god-assisted assistant?
He seemed to be unable to live without her.
It gives her more opportunities to get along with the male god.
It's good not to fall in love. As long as he can be with him, as long as he is by his side, as long as there are no other women around him, she will have the illusion of love, as if he belongs to her.
After walking out of the hospital hall, Mu Jianing had enough of her happiness today, so she said to Tingyun understandingly, "You go to the company, it won't delay you anymore, I can go back to the hotel myself."
Tingyun didn't say anything, he just opened the passenger car door, and then his gentle and firm eyes fell on her face.
The girl stopped and faced his sight, and time seemed to have stopped.
She looked at him and then looked at the open door.
Tingyun didn't say anything, just waiting for her to get in the car.
Jia Ning didn't want to waste his time, so she pursed her lips and walked towards him quickly, and fell in love with the co-pilot with the little deer bumping into her heart.
Tingyun smiled as if nothing had happened, so she helped her close the door, and walked around the body and entered the cab.
He has a tall and tall figure, thick and heroic brows stretched out, and his innate temperament is so meticulous.
He started the car, and the girl turned her eyes and looked at him. Her eyelashes were as long as black down and her pupils were also shaved.
Along the way, the car was not fast.
The soft wind blows into the window, shaking the girl's hair, which makes her spring heart ripple.
When I was with him, every minute and every second passed quickly.
No one spoke up to break the silence.
Perhaps every minute and every second like this are sweet. For him and her, there is no need to say anything, just be together.
Until the car stopped outside the hotel lobby, Mu Jianing withdrew her thoughts, turned her eyes to look out the window, and then looked at him, "Thank you."
Her politeness made him feel alienated.
"I will come to pick you up tomorrow morning, you can clean up." Tingyun said to her, "I will go for about a week."
"Has it been so long?" Jia Ning was slightly stunned, but she was very happy.
"Are you not available?" Tingyun frowned, slightly confused.
"No, no, no, I have time." She couldn't help!
He smiled at her, she quickly untied her seat belt and got out of the car, "See you tomorrow!" Standing beside the car, the girl bent down and waved at him, then closed the car door.
The car drove away, and Jia Ning turned around and walked towards the hotel lobby. She was in a state of excitement.
Maybach headed towards Ding Group. Tingyun put away his soft face, took out his cell phone and looked at it. His deep eyes narrowed, and there were 32 missed calls.
It was all called by Xiwen, and he muted his phone just now.
However, he didn't rush to call back. He put down his phone. He held the steering wheel in both hands and stepped on the accelerator to speed up the car.
Mu Jianing hummed a small song and jumped past the hotel lobby. The front desk lady raised her eyes and glanced carefully, then picked up the landline and dialed a number.
When Jia Ning walked into the elevator, the phone was just right, and the front desk lady reported in a low voice, "Mr. Mu, Miss is back~"
"Is she alone?"
"Yes, I've already gone upstairs and just entered the elevator."
"Okay, if they don't go downstairs, you can follow the menu and I'll come and deliver it in person."
"clear."
The call is over.
For the happiness of her daughter, Mu Yannian tried his best to please Ling Mei.
He once married this woman, so he knows her very well. He is a typical knife-like mouth and a sturdy heart. He can handle it with some time and energy.
Mu Jianing was thinking about a question in the elevator. She wanted to leave for a week. Should she tell Sister Ling about this?
If you don’t explain it clearly, will Sister Ling feel that she is going out to mess around?
Then put all the responsibilities on Tingyun?
But if you confess, Sister Ling would probably not agree, right?