My husband loves me too much

Chapter 11 012. Arrogant and glamorous, famous.

"Miss, dinner is ready," the servant walked up to Mu Hua and reminded him softly.

Mu Hua forgot the time, only then did she realize that the sun had already set, and the wind in the evening was still a bit cool.

She gathered up her coat and entered the room with the script.

When he saw the man sitting on the sofa in the living room, he froze for a while without any reaction.

How could he be in Mu's house...

"Mr. Bo laughed." Mu Chengfeng put down his teacup and waved at Mu Hua, "What are you doing in a daze, come over and say hello to Mr. Bo."

After a brief daze, Mu Hua returned to her natural state, "Mr. Bo is good."

After simply saying hello and not needing a response from the other party, she went directly to the restaurant to drink water without even looking at Bo Qijin.

That night, even though the third miss of the Mu family was down and out, she was still a proud black swan, let alone now.

Mu Hua from Jiangcheng is beautiful and arrogant, and famous.

The daughter of the Mu family does have the capital to be arrogant.

Bo Qijin withdrew his gaze, flicked the soot with his fingers, and the curvature of the corners of his lips was as light as it had never been before.

A call came to Mu Chengfeng's mobile phone. Before Mu Chengfeng went to the study, he specifically asked Mu Hua to greet the guests first.

After all, he is a lifesaver, although this lifesaver is a bit annoying, although Mu Hua is reluctant, she still sits on the sofa opposite Bo Qijin.

Later, she asked the doctor that she could go to the hospital in that case, but it was useless for Bo Qijin to trick her into going to the hospital. He threw her in the bathtub and soaked in cold water overnight.

Bo Qijin acted calmly and naturally, not like a first-time guest.

He took a puff of a cigarette, lowered his black eyes, the woman's ankles were very thin, she didn't go out at home, she was wearing a pair of slippers, and there was a small tattoo on the inside of her right ankle.

"Better?"

"What?" Mu Hua responded casually, took out her phone and played a game.

"foot."

Mu Hua paused for a moment, then raised her head, and fell into the man's deep black eyes unexpectedly. For a moment, she was in a daze.

"...It still hurts a little, just walk slowly and you'll be fine."

After a few seconds, Bo Qijin asked again, "Have you rubbed medicine on your waist?"

Mu Hua was taken aback.

If he asked about Mu Hua's foot injury just now because he had a good memory, but now he asked about his waist injury, Mu Hua couldn't think of a suitable explanation.

Indeed, two days ago in the hospital, Shao Yu pushed Mu Hua to the corner of the table, and there was a large black bruise on the left side of her lower back, but...Bo Qijin was not there at that time.

Before Mu Hua asked the words 'how do you know', Bo Qijin explained, "That day, when I helped you stand still, I was a little bit stronger, and you bit your lip in pain, if it's an old injury , the reaction will not be that great."

I'm quite careful...

Mu Hua subconsciously licked her lower lip, looked at the man's quiet eyes but was inexplicably annoyed, raised her chin and let out a soft 'hum'.

"Thank you for your concern, but my waist is not hurt."

Bo Qijin didn't expose her either, but just smiled with his lips hooked.

The servants put the dishes and chopsticks in order. Mu Chengfeng came down from the study on the second floor just after answering the phone call. Mu Zhengxiao was in the hospital, and only Mu Hua and Mu Chengfeng were eating at home. There was an extra guest tonight.

"It's commonplace, Boss, you're welcome."

Mu Chengfeng took the main seat, while Mu Hua and Bo Qijin sat on the left and right respectively.

The servant had just poured the wine, and before they even moved their chopsticks, the doorbell rang.

The butler opened the door, then went to the dining room and told Mu Hua, "Miss, Mr. Shao is here."

Shao Yu brought a bouquet of flowers and a box of tea that was not readily available in the market.

When he entered the door, he was gentle, but after meeting Bo Qijin's indifferent gaze, the modest smile between his brows cooled down inch by inch.

(End of this chapter)