My Third Gentleman

Chapter 1499 New Year (4)

Xia Muxue sighed secretly, and at the same time she was a little surprised, "Eight months later? Why is it eight months later? Didn't you come back during the period? How can this be? Your grandpa is not young, how can he not see his grandson for so long? Daughter once?"

Wushuang held the phone and pondered for a while, "Mom, I think my cousin will... Forget it, she said so, naturally she has her own plan, can't she come back?"

"Fine, if your grandpa doesn't ask, don't talk about it for now."

Wushuang nodded, the question in her heart was still not spoken.

During the banquet, it is rare for a few families to gather together, and Mu Baichuan once again opened his altar of the champion red, which has been treasured for decades.

New Year’s Eve represents reunion and beauty, but Xia Jingshan’s heart is bitter. The whole family gathered together neatly today. This year the flowers are similar but the people are different. The younger generations of the Xia family died, died, scattered, and walked. Go, it is worthy of comfort that Xia Muxue regained her happiness, and Wushuang found the best destination.

"Chief, to toast you a cup, I wish you good health, and all your wishes come true."

"Well, Jingshan, I really didn't expect that one day we will become relatives, and Beitang will be able to be relatives with you in our lifetime. It is really a great blessing in my old age. Come and have a drink for the fate of our three families."

After Mu Baichuan's words fell, all kinds of blessings came one after another, in an endless stream, drinking wine three times, and the fireworks exploding in the sky, it finally has a little taste of the year.

Although Wushuang didn't drink, her pretty little face was red, and she looked happy. The happiest person today is actually her. Her parents are alive and well, with her husband who spoils herself by his side, and there are not many friends. But there is someone like Su Ran who is close to being a mother...

She felt that she was a child blessed by God, and she should cherish this hard-won blessing.

After leaving the seats, the driver asked the driver to send his relatives back. Wushuang was a little reluctant to return to the door on the second day of the lunar year. Wushuang loved his relatives very much and wanted to be with them every day.

Mu Jinchen hugged her and watched the cars seeing off their loved ones disappear in sight. Wushuang put his head on Mu Jinchen's shoulders, a touch of loneliness.

"Mr. Mu, you said, if people never leave, how good would it be?"

Mu Jinchen stroked her shoulders and dropped a kiss in her hair. His mellow voice was scattered in the cold wind but it was also warm, "Fool, it's not a parting, you think they can do it anytime." Go back, not far away."

Wushuang retracted his gaze from Zijin Avenue, touched his belly with bare hands, and smiled, "I don't know if it's because the baby is about to be born, it's always sentimental."

"Don't think about it, it's a bit cold, let's go back."

"Boom..."

When Mu Jinchen was walking in with Wushuang, bright fireworks suddenly bloomed in the sky, and clusters of bright fireworks lit up the entire dark night sky, which was truly beautiful.

Wushuang stopped his steps and looked up at the sky, moved instantly, "The fireworks are beautiful, aren't they?"

Mu Jinchen retracted his gaze from the sky, and the little wife's pretty face was a bit thrillingly beautiful amid the flickering fireworks.

"Not as good as you."

The man smiled and said three words, then moved his eyes to the unknown sky.

Wushuang was startled, and immediately smiled more beautifully than fireworks.

This year, I am very happy.

(End of this chapter)