The cruel rain poured down Mu Qinghuan's forehead, causing her to faint.

Actually, at this moment, the person Mu Qinghuan did not want to see the most was Feng Cheng.

"Let's go home." Feng Cheng knew that he still had a cold.

"Put me down." With one hand, she grabbed Feng Cheng's clothes, and with a determined tone, Mu Qinghuan said.

Feng Cheng could also feel the coldness of the rain. He only gave a shallow smile, "Stop messing around, I told you that I won't give you another choice in the future. "You have to listen to me, stand by my side, and don't make me angry."

After pausing for a few seconds, Feng Cheng said playfully, "Since he is unwilling to teach you, then in the future, do not ever come again.

"I don't like the feeling of giving up halfway …" With that, Mu Qinghuan struggled out of Feng Cheng's embrace and jumped down to the ground. She smiled sweetly at him, and then patted her chest, "Don't worry, I won't be able to beat you!"

"You want to learn so much?" Feng Cheng grabbed Mu Qinghuan's wrist, "Or, you want to become the Yan Naier of the past?"

"Feng Cheng, I like singing. I want to continue working hard!" Just as Mu Qinghuan finished speaking, she waved her hand at Feng Cheng, "I have the key to the Master's house, I'll be waiting for him, you can go back first."

Feng Cheng squinted his eyes immediately, watching Mu Qinghuan's figure leave with a thoughtful expression.

After entering the living room, Mu Qinghuan turned on the heating air conditioning, and waited for her clothes to dry bit by bit, before starting to look for work.

Wiping the windows, mopping the floor, cleaning the kitchen, in short, cleaning the entire villa.

The master has never been here...

As if she was angry that she was late.

His life was so bitter, why did he have to meet such an eccentric master?

Fatigue combined with a headache, Mu Qinghuan unknowingly fell asleep on the dining table in the living room.

The sound of footsteps could be heard.

A tall man wearing a silver mask with a car key in his hand silently walked in.

The man first took out a beer from the refrigerator, then sat on the sofa and thought about something. He finally noticed Mu Qinghuan had put down the beer and walked over, stopping by her side.

The wedding ring.

The wedding ring seemed about to fall out of her hand.

The man smirked and removed the ring from her slender finger. He examined it in the dim light cast by the window before putting it back on her.

Mu Qinghuan did not know about all these.

His phone rang.

Mu Qinghuan was suddenly woken up.

"Going home." In the receiver, Feng Cheng faintly spat out two words, "Married women are not allowed to spend the night in other men's houses."

"Oh …" Mu Qinghuan nodded her head, what Feng Cheng said made sense.

But, it was so strange, Feng Cheng did not care about this in the past.

She had originally thought that Feng Cheng would trust the dignity of the Grandmaster, why was he suddenly so angry?

Closing her phone, Mu Qinghuan walked to the door and saw another pair of man's leather shoes.

When she first came in, she absolutely did not have these shoes. In other words … The master is back?

"Master?" Impelled by her curiosity, Mu Qinghuan walked to the Master's bedroom and lightly knocked on the door three times, "May I come in?"

An impatient voice came from inside the door. "No, sooner or later …"

"Yes …" Mu Qinghuan skipped away happily and got on Feng Cheng's car.

"So happy?" Glancing at Mu Qinghuan, Feng Cheng asked inadvertently.

"Of course, the master has forgiven me." Mu Qinghuan pointed to the right finger.

Feng Cheng's face changed, he grabbed onto Mu Qinghuan's palm: How long more do you want to learn?

"…" Mu Qinghuan shook her head, she did not know.

"…" As if he was incomparably angry, Feng Cheng flung away the center of his palm.

"Hubby, master is a professional." Mu Qinghuan wrapped her arm around Feng Cheng's arm and asked playfully, "Are you jealous?"

"I can be jealous?" Feng Cheng sneered, then suddenly stopped the car, pressed on Mu Qinghuan's little face and kissed away, he finally felt better.

"When you see him in the future, you need to report to me. Do you understand?" Touching Mu Qinghuan's head, Feng Cheng reminded him unhappily.

"…" Mu Qinghuan nodded heavily, and said, "Just admit it if you're jealous, I won't laugh at you, damn you!"

"I can't be jealous. So childish." Feng Cheng said in disdain.

Mu Qinghuan smiled sweetly. Feng Xiaoer's current performance was very childish!

The next day, Mu Qinghuan opened the school in a gorgeous manner.

She was dressed in fresh, light clothing, and her hair was completely tied up, revealing her plump forehead. She looked simple and young.

"What's a university like?" Xinxin asked curiously, "Are there a lot of beauties and handsome men?"

"That's right!" Mu Qinghuan kissed her son.

"I also want to go." Xinxin drank his milk and spoke with his childish voice.

"What are you doing?" Feng Cheng ate the toast slowly.

"To see the beauties, to find a wife!" Xinxin emphasized, as if it was a matter of course.

Feng Cheng's mouth twitched, "..."

Mu Qinghuan almost vomited a mouthful of blood, "..."

School.

On the first day of school, the entire campus was immersed in a cheerful atmosphere.

"Qinghuan!" Shangguan Xue Wei gave Mu Qinghuan a big hug, "Long time no see! "Wow, do you think I'm tall and beautiful?"

Mu Qinghuan sweetly said, "Woman, you were originally very beautiful."

"Yes, I'm a natural born beauty!" While talking, Shangguan Xue Wei smiled and embraced Mu Qinghuan, "You can look at handsome boys again in school!"

"How's the design going?" Mu Qinghuan casually asked.

"I'm on the right track …" Shangguan Xue Wei smiled mysteriously, "If there's a clothing show, you have to help me model it."

"No problem." Mu Qinghuan readily agreed.

Today, the first class was taught by Professor Wang.

Professor Wang was famously strict.

In order not to be duped, no one dared to skip class.

Mu Qinghuan and Shangguan Xue Wei casually found a seat and sat down. One second ago, Shangguan Xue Wei was sitting next to her. A handsome face that was constantly getting bigger!

Ahhh!

As she stood up shakily, Mu Qinghuan even forgot that she was still in class.

Hundreds of pairs of eyes, in addition to Professor Wang's radar-like gaze, shot towards her in unison!

Mu Qinghuan's eyes widened as she pointed at Feng Cheng in disbelief, "You … "Why are you here?"

"I'm just curious if there are any beauties in your class …" Feng Cheng looked around, and then smiled.

Where's the handsome guy?

Not at all!

No pressure at all!

"What?" Are you here to see a beauty? "Great Conferred Beast!" Mu Qinghuan roared, grabbing onto Feng Cheng's collar.

At the same time, Professor Wang stared at Mu Qinghuan, "That student!"

When Mu Qinghuan finally reacted, Professor Wang had already thrown a century of questions at him!

"I …" It's too hard, the baby won't! Mu Qinghuan was undoubtedly stumped!

The other students could not hold back their laughter!

Seeing Mu Qinghuan's face full of questions, Professor Wang shook his head and sighed, wishing he could pry open her brain and point at Feng Cheng and interrogate him, "Your boyfriend doesn't know either?"