Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

No one in the living room?

There was a faint sound of washing in the bathroom, a servant came out with a mop, saw Chanel, and smiled happily: "Miss Xia, you are back."

Chanel put down her bag and looked around, but she didn't see Mu Xicheng!

"Master Mu has been waiting for you here all night, and he only left in the morning." The servant said cleverly, "He said that if you come back, notify him immediately, and I will call him right now."

Chanel couldn't help feeling a sense of loss...

It seems that Mu Xicheng is really busy, she hasn't come home all night, but he can still be busy with work.

Maybe, she is not as important as she imagined in his heart?

Otherwise, since she moved to this apartment, how could he have evaporated like a bubble...

Chanel smiled bitterly, everyone has a desire to get it: if it is not yours, they will try their best to get it, once it becomes yours, they will be discarded in the corner indifferently.

Chanel felt that she was what Mu Xicheng wanted.

Maybe, he has been pursuing it hard, just because he never got it?

Thinking of this, the only bit of guilt she felt towards Mu Xicheng disappeared in her heart.The determination to leave him is even stronger!

Chanel went into her room and packed her things.

She didn't bring some useless things, but some commemorative ones——

For example, the pocket watch that Su Shijie gave her, the crystal ball that Mu Xicheng gave her, etc., were all packed in a small luggage bag, plus a notebook and a few pieces of clothing, it was not too heavy.

Dad's violin has been forgotten in Su Zhai.

At that time, let Su Shijie take it there...

After tidying up like this, and thinking about it in a daze from time to time, time passed quickly.

When the door was knocked, Chanel was sitting on the bed contemplating what to say to Mu Xicheng——

"Miss Xia, Young Master Mu has already returned." The servant reminded.

Chanel froze for a moment, and responded, she was calm just now, but now, for some reason, she became nervous again.

She collected her expression and walked out.

Mu Xicheng sat on the sofa with his face drooping slightly, holding a teacup in his hand.

With slender fingers like jade, gently holding the cup holder, he stared at the mist floating on the tea...

In the white mist, he was wearing a white suit, his eyebrows and eyes were still blooming, and his lips were bright coral red.

The mist from the tea seemed to seep into his eyes, and when he looked over, his eyes were also misty.

Chanel's heart suddenly twitched. Standing there, her mind went blank for a moment.

Mu Xicheng put down the teacup, and lightly pursed his lips and said, "What are you doing standing there, come and sit down."

Is it Chanel's illusion? Why is his smile so tired?

Chanel walked over, and as soon as she sat down beside Mu Xicheng, he took out a white brocade box.

Chanel looked at him in surprise, but didn't reach out to take it.

"I still remember that I promised you to give you this watch." Mu Xicheng whispered, "During this time, I have been too busy, and I have never had time to send it here."

Chanel remembered the watch Mu Xicheng drew for her in the hospital.

Subconsciously looking at Mu Xicheng's wrist, sure enough, the watch she drew has become a real thing and is worn on his hand.

The watch was exquisite in workmanship and bright in dial. Although it was simple in style, it was very generous, and it fit perfectly on his wrist.

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