Young Master Chu's sweetheart wife

Walking out of the hotel, gusts of cold wind hit.

Song Qianxi left in a hurry and forgot to take her coat, her hairs stood on end from the cold, and she rubbed her arms with her hands.

Surprised to see, not far away, Chu Muhan was leaning on the car body with a cigarette between his slender fingers.

White smoke slowly exhaled from his thin lips, blurring his handsome and profound features.

He looked over suddenly, perhaps Song Qianxi was dazzled by the haze of smoke.

He actually saw distress in Chu Muhan's eyes.

Chu Muhan threw away the cigarette, and there were more than ten or twenty cigarette butts under his feet.

Song Qianxi stepped forward and asked, "Why are you here?"

Chu Muhan pondered, "I'll take you home."

The understatement slammed Song Qianxi's soft heart heavily, and the moved eyes were sour and filled with tears.

Uncontrollably, she threw herself into Chu Muhan's arms, buried her face in his chest, smelled the faint smell of tobacco on his body, tears leaked out and seeped into his shirt.

In the next second, there was a sudden weight on his body.

Chu Muhan took off his coat and put it on Song Qianxi.

It cut off the cold wind at night and set up a small safe haven for her.

Song Qianxi's heart stirred up a turbulent sea, and she hugged Chu Muhan even more greedily, looking for comfort in him.

Chu Muhan let her hold her, and patted her on the back soothingly, without saying a word.

The wind at night is colder and more violent.

Song Qianxi shivered suddenly, and Chu Muhan said, "Get in the car first."

Song Qianxi nodded and got in the car.

Chu Muhan handed her a thermos made of frosted material, filled with hot air, "Drink some hot water to warm your body."

She took it, took a few sips of hot water from the thermos, and her body warmed up.

Chu Muhan didn't have the habit of carrying a thermos with him, it was specially prepared by him.

Did he know that it would be no good for him to come to the engagement banquet?

While Song Qianxi was wandering, the car stopped.

She looked out of the window, the colorful neon lights reflected the word 'charm'.

She turned her head and asked puzzledly, "Are you still going to the bar?"

"No, drink with you to relieve your worries." Chu Muhan said.

Song Qianxi was surprised, and then chuckled, "President Chu, haven't you heard of drinking to relieve your sorrows? Let's go, I'm fine, go home, everything is over."

Attending the engagement banquet was her way of cutting off the past.

Put it down calmly and look to the future, everything about Ji Moyang will become a thing of the past.

It can be seen that she is pretending to be relaxed, and it can also be seen that she really wants to let go.

Chu Muhan drove back to Xingshan Villa.

Outside the villa, there were several luxury cars parked, never seen such a bustling scene in Xingshan Villa.

Song Qianxi asked, "Are there any guests at home?"

Chu Muhan shook his head, "No, this car belongs to Jiang Jinyu."

He walked in, and the moment he opened the door, there was a uniform greeting from the girls.

"Welcome Mr. Chu home!"

At the entrance, there were two rows of young and beautiful girls standing neatly, with their hands folded on their lower abdomen, and a standard smile with eight teeth showing on their exquisitely made-up faces.

Chu Muhan: "..."

Where did this group of women come from?

"Surprise!" Jiang Jinyu sprang out from behind the women and scattered a bouquet of fireworks, "Brother, look how loyal I am! As soon as Tianlin said you were in a bad mood, I immediately asked the leading ladies in my family to accompany you. Surprised? , Not surprisingly! Enough righteousness! Everyone, cheer me up!"

As soon as the words fell, a female voice with yin and yang and strange air sounded.

"Tsk, Mr. Chu is so beautiful, with a group of Yingying and Yanyan by his side, you are as happy as the gods tonight."

Chu Muhan: "...!!!"

Oops, misunderstood.