My Third Gentleman

Chapter 817 The Most Beautiful Picture Scroll (1)

This is what Mu Jinchen has always puzzled the most.

Mu Jinchen kept returning to the Twin Cities International with such doubts. Wushuang also did not quarrel him very well, thinking that it must be because of Cheng Lang's affairs.

In fact, Mu Jinchen is still digesting Mu Zhilan’s words. Although he has always known his own life experience, and always thought that he would not worry about such things, in fact, no one has ever mentioned them. He kept these secrets in his heart. Today He was pierced without warning, and there was still some faint discomfort in the corner of his heart.

Grandpa said that he was so strong that there was nothing to shake. In fact, he is not. Everyone has a black hole in his heart. He just covered it up in his own way and gave others the illusion that he was very powerful. How can copper skin and iron bones never get hurt?

He didn’t know how long he stayed in the study or how many cigarettes he smoked. In short, he kept looking at the distant sky and even the last afterglow was wiped out. The lights of the whole city were lit up little by little, not far away. High-rise buildings have begun to change various lighting.

The night in this city is coming soon...

Today's dinner was prepared by Wushuang personally. She didn't know how to comfort the unhappy man at home, so she had to cook it herself and hope he would be happy.

Knowing that he needs private space, Wushuang did not go to the study to bother him. With soup stewed in the pot, Wushuang also walked to the floor-to-ceiling glass window and opened the window curtain...

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows on the twenty-eighth floor of Shuangcheng International in the same direction as the twenty-ninth, the husband and wife watched the city’s bright lights in the same posture.

At this time, Mr. Black Wolf, who didn't know where he came from, also walked to Wushuang's feet with his big tail, and looked out the window with his apricot-brown eyes.

Wushuang turned his head and glanced at the friend beside him, squatted down and touched his head, "Mr. Black Wolf, this city is actually beautiful, isn't it?"

Mr. Black Wolf glanced at the mistress, opened his eyes and said nonsense. What is so beautiful about your smoky haze? Does it cover the hazy beauty of the building?

Mr. Black Wolf tilted his dog's head, broke free from the restraint of the woman, and pulled the glass window with his two front paws. The blue sky and cloudless sky like the country D, the green grass is beautiful, and the ignorant human with negative aesthetic value.

For some reason, Wushuang understood his contemptuous eyes and patted its dog's head lightly, "Don't think I didn't know you were slandering me, you uneducated guy must have never heard that very hypocritical sentence. , So to speak, falling in love with a city is probably because there is a person you love living in it. There are so many people I love in this city, um, and you, how can I not love it? Can it be beautiful, you superficial fellow, do you know the definition of beauty..."

The little woman's voice was as gentle as water, and she was talking seriously with Mr. Black Wolf.

Well, talk heartily.

Her words just fell into the ears of the man who had just stepped down the last step of the stairs.

Under the huge floor-to-ceiling glass window is the light of Wanjia just lighted up. His little wife and his pet are in front of the window, talking silly things...

Mu Jinchen has indeed seen many beautiful things in the past and seen countless beautiful sceneries in the world. However, this scene before him is the most beautiful picture he has ever seen in his life.

(End of this chapter)