Lingyuan finish saying, do not wait for linglie to open up, hang up the phone!

Because linglie doesn't have to talk.

He's a mute!

It's no need to guess. You can think of it with your toes. It must be Meng Xiaolong who found his father, and what agreement has been reached between his father and Lingyuan. It doesn't matter whether Mu's family can get snow silk. Mu's family values Mu Tianxing's future happiness more.

The whole world is bullying him!

Bullying him is a cripple who can't talk or walk!

Thinking of the dreamy face of Mu Tianxing and the feelings between her and Meng Xiaolong, Ling lie couldn't help but wry smile: "you only know that one little girl can't fight the four of us, but you didn't think that the whole world is bullying me, including you!"

Last night, Mu Tianxing set an alarm clock with his mobile phone.

She knew that today was linglie's mother's death day. Generally speaking, she went to the grave in the morning. So she didn't dare to be late.

Get up early and start dressing.

A snow-white dress with long hair like ink and a little skin cream on the face. It's young and beautiful, with fair complexion. It's really unnecessary for Shenma cosmetics.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw that both Zhuoshi and zhuoran were ready.

There is also a bottle of golden champagne on the tea table, which should be taken to the cemetery.

"Morning, Miss mu."

"Early miss mu."

Everyone said hello to her, she nodded slightly, looked at the direction of the study subconsciously, and said softly, "Uncle hasn't come out yet?"

Qushiwen said with a smile, "four little are in the study."

Mu Tianxing nodded, walked to the past, even knocked on the door, and directly opened the door.

In everyone's surprised eyes, she suddenly realized that she could be so unbridled in front of linglie?

Think of him is like their own, so they will acquiesce in their unbridled, Mu Tianxing's little face slightly red, not only do not convergence, but also think more unbridled, in order to contrast his special to her.

"Uncle."

She saw him in a wheelchair, staring at the French windows.

There is no light in the study, only the soft sunshine in the early morning is reflected through the floor to ceiling window, shaking down the ground of fine gold.

She stepped forward, smelled the coffee aroma in the air and smiled, "it's the taste of latte!"

He didn't move or speak. He was full of danger of strangers not entering.

But she's really not afraid.

Step forward, whether he wants to or not, and directly turn his wheelchair around and walk towards the outside: "take a bath, change clothes, we should start!"

Linglie squints her eyes, some don't understand her.

She then said, "is the cemetery far from here? If it's too far, let's go first, and buy breakfast on the way. Don't delay your time. I was in Qingcheng when I was a child, and every time I visited my ancestors' tombs, I finished before noon. "

He was silent and allowed her to push herself into the living room, then suddenly raised her hand.

She paused: "uncle?"

Linglie looked at Zhuoshi with reproach in her eyes.

Zhuoshi hurried forward and took over the wheelchair from Mu Tianxing: "Miss mu, let me come!"

Mu Tianxing is a little nervous. He goes around linglie's face and looks at him: "what's the matter?"

Finally, he raised his eyelids, as if giving her a look, took out the pen and paper from the interlayer of the wheelchair on his side, wrote down a word, and handed it to Zhuo ran.

Zhuo ran took over and looked at the word.

Points.

Everyone was shocked!

Even Mu Tianxing, have a kind of soul endless falling panic!

Zhuo ran looks at Ling lie perplexedly: "four little ones?"

Linglie's sharp eyes glanced at the past, and Zhuo ran opened his eyes at once.

Some are embarrassed to see Mu Tianxing. He takes her certificate from his pocket and hands it to her: "Miss mu, I'll book your ticket for you. Let Ashi take you back to Mu's house first."

Mu Tianxing doesn't understand.

She looked at zhuoran and linglie. She was a little anxious and held linglie's hand: "uncle, what's the matter?"

Before I packed her suitcase, I just wanted to bring her to visit the tomb?

Why should she go back early?

Linglie draws back her hand and says nothing. The breath is cold.

Qu Shiwen pulls Mu Tianxing and says, "Miss mu, let's go back to m city first. Besides, don't you always want to go home and miss your mother? "

Mu Tianxing doesn't pay any attention to it. Three or two times, he bypasses the shackles of Qu Shiwen, runs to linglie, squats in front of him, and looks at him seriously: "uncle, why should I go back first? Why send me back to Mu's house? "

Isn't this man, who has been racking his brains to tie himself to his side?

Linglie looked at her indifferently and said, "it's fun to admire the stars, isn't it?"

She was a little flustered. "What do you mean?"

"You and Meng Xiaolong were on the phone last night. Will he tell you such a big thing? You've been talking for ten minutes. I think he's told you all about what's going to happen next. "

Linglie stares at her, and then says: "so, since you know that our marriage has been cancelled, you still want to accompany me to visit the tomb. What are you going to do? It's fun? "

Everyone was shocked again!

Mu Tianxing also looked at him with mist and water on his face. His small hand unconsciously tightened his big hand.

Engagement, cancellation?

I've been looking forward to canceling the engagement. Now it's really cancelled?

"I, I really don't know. Last night, brother Bruce Lee called and said that his sister was coming back. He said about going to India together. I really don't know about the divorce! I don't know at all! "

"Return?"

"Really! Uncle, really, you believe me, I really don't know! "

"It doesn't matter whether it's true or not."

Linglie's eyes were as profound and terrible as when she first saw them: "what's important is that now my father informs me that I don't need to marry you, because the Meng family has told him that you are the daughter-in-law that the Meng family has been interested in for a long time. My father and Meng Xiaolong's father have reached an agreement. Now, you can leave. "

Mu Tianxing: "..."

The eyes are a little red, like to cry.

She was still squatting on the ground, holding his hand like a statue.

Linglie looks at her like this, slightly raises eyebrows, but does not speak again.

Time passed by minute by minute, and it was so hard.

Suddenly, she said, "you, but uncle doesn't like me?"

Linglie stared at her and said, "it doesn't matter. Now, it's Meng Xiaolong. I don't like you. "

Mu Tianxing opens his mouth and doesn't know what to say.

All of a sudden, the big hand that has been clenched is pulled out from her palm. She subconsciously clenches it, but it is too late!

Looking at her embarrassed hands in the middle of the air, she did not know what was wrong, and her tears fell like this.