Chapter 1921

Mu Mian glanced at her father from the corner of her eye: "can I take Tang Jian with me?"

Mu Guohui tone has a bit of disgust: "how to take him everywhere?"

Mu Mian helped her mother peel pea yellow. She said, "now that he is in the financial department, he will introduce him to his uncles and aunts, and then to his grandfather."

Mu Guohui's nostrils out of breath, but also did not say much.

Mu Mian's heart is filled with joy. Her father's mouth is hard, but in fact, she should have no antipathy to Tang Jian. This is a good omen.

"Mom, when are you going back to Sanyuan lane for dinner?"

"This Saturday at six o'clock."

"Yes."

On the other side, Ye Cheng stands in front of the window, lights a cigarette and smokes slowly. The green outside the window is verdant, but he is full of melancholy, and he is out of tune with this late spring.

Lonely melancholy, the feeling of loss let him full of entanglement.

Today, he is successful in his career and his feelings are blank, which makes him feel empty. He is holding such a big industry, but he can't find anyone to share his joy. This feeling is really tormenting.

He smoked half a pack of cigarettes by the window. It was dark and the knock on the door sounded. He knew that Aunt Cao came to ask him to eat.

Uncle Mu and aunt Cao are very good people. He just takes advantage of others' kindness, but he feels that he is not under control.

Emotion, is the vortex, let him involuntarily be inhaled in it, the more struggling, the deeper into.

He opened the door with a gentle smile: "Auntie I still have dinner in the evening, so I won't go to your house. "

"Oh, well, then you should remember to drink less. Drinking too much will hurt your liver."

Mu Mian's parents are kind-hearted people, because they are neighbors' children. They will take care of them if they can.

Ye Cheng reluctantly smiles: "OK, I know."

When the door closed, he laughed bitterly. Maybe he didn't have the miserable childhood that Tang Jian experienced. Because his family was normal, unlike Tang Jian who lost his mother when he was young, and lacked the love from his family, God sent Tang Jian such a warm family to make up for him?

In the dark, Ye Cheng sighs. What is he? He is like a candidate in the game, sitting outside the arena, peeping at everything on the field. Only when the player deviates can he come on the bench.

However, they did not have any omissions, they all played well.

He can only sit on the bench until he is frustrated and desperate, and no one takes him to play with him.

Sinan mansion, Tang Jian returned home, did not find the trace of Mu Mian, looked around, there is a note she left on the desk of the side office.

This wench, unexpectedly did not say with him to go home directly?

Can't wait?

He didn't even eat dinner. He took the car key and went out of the door. He drove to Wantai garden by himself.

When he arrived at the Mu's, they had almost finished their dinner, leaving only a few leftovers.

Mu Mian looked at his father's eyes, walked cautiously to the door and whispered, "have you had dinner?"

Tang Jian gently coughed: "did not eat, how did you leave without saying goodbye?"

Mu Mian quickly pulled him to the table: "these leftovers, you can deal with them, can you?"

Cao Feng reached out to wipe her hands on her apron: "I'll make two more dishes for the vice president."

"No, auntie. I'll just eat these."

Deputy director Tang has not been so slighted. Who invited him to dinner would not dare to eat until he arrived, but Can he find fault with his future father-in-law and mother-in-law?

The answer is obvious.