Marriage at first thought: the black-bellied president is super painful

The young master has long legs, and he arrived at her side in two steps. He had already finished the phone call, put away the phone, and took a deep look at her: "I'll deal with you later."

Without stopping, he walked towards the door.

Mu Ying's heart trembled, she followed closely behind the young master, and asked cautiously, "Master, what happened?"

While talking, the two had already walked out of the art gallery.

"Let's talk about it later," the young master paused a little, and handed her the paper bag and bag: "Put on the coat yourself, I'll go drive first, and wait here."

Mu Ying quickly took the things, and the young master was already striding towards the parking lot.

Mu Ying also hurriedly walked down the steps in front of the art museum, came to the side of the road and waited for the young master's car, and at the same time took out the windbreaker from the big paper bag and put it on.

When the night wind blew, it was very cold, Mu Ying shivered, and wrapped her windbreaker tightly.

So what's going on?

The young master was so nervous last time, he still went to sea to search and rescue Xiaojiu...

The black sports car galloped out of the parking lot and stopped in front of Mu Ying.

The car door opened upwards, Mu Ying didn't think much about it, sat in, closed the door, the seat belt buckle had just entered the slot, the young master had already stepped on the gas pedal.

A huge push back led Mu Ying to leave the art museum.

Carefully looking at him beside him, he saw that the young master's brows were deeply furrowed, his lips were pursed tightly, and his face was more serious than the night outside.

Under his driving, the car sped forward rapidly, and the tires rubbed against the ground, screaming piercingly.

The young master is very angry, and he doesn't know who provoked him...

"Master, where are we going?"

"go home."

After thinking for a while, Mu Ying knew that the young master was talking about the home in Vienna.

The house is on the outskirts of the city, and the young master almost never went back to live in it, only half a year ago.

When she arrived in Vienna in the morning, she thought the young master lived there, so she went there first to look for him.

Thinking of that villa at this time, Mu Ying felt sour again.

She chose it together with the young master, and after buying it, she helped him rearrange the room.

The curtains, the double bed, the small ones such as a cup and a placemat, as well as the lady's bathrobe in the bathroom, the couple's toothbrush on the sink, and the diffuser wood exuding the fragrance of freesia are all chosen by Muying herself , and she placed it herself.

And those were originally prepared for Xiao Jiu...

In fact, the whole house was prepared by the young master for Xiao Jiu.

He originally wanted to settle in Austria with Xiaojiu after avenging his parents, stabilizing the group, and getting rid of Mr. Xiao...

Unexpectedly, Xiaojiu didn't want to.

But now, Mu Ying can still feel sharp pains in her heart when she recalls the feeling of arranging the new house for the young master.

It was like a small knife, slicing the flesh from her heart one by one.

So this time the young master came to Austria and didn't live at home, but chose to stay in a hotel. Mu Ying didn't ask him why, and didn't mention going home to live.

After all, it was not for her to live in, even if she chose all the furniture and decorations, even if she liked the house even more than the young master himself.

But it wasn't for her after all...

As for the house that symbolized the young master's past feelings, what he planned to do with it in the future, Mu Ying didn't know, nor asked.

In fact, she consciously avoided all topics about Xiao Jiu.

The young master didn't seem to want to mention it either, so they tacitly pretended it wasn't the past.

However, there was always a small lump in Mu Ying's heart.

And when the young master carried her and said that he wanted to go back to that home, the little bump became more obvious, like a pimple in the throat...