I love you after the catastrophe

Chapter 11 Her Name Is Leng Xingyue

Inside the bedside table, there was a small liver-colored book with the words 'Resident Register' written on it, which made Mu Yechen's heart burst into flames.Below the household registration booklet, a stack of old black and white photos showed a corner.

Mu Yechen showed a wolf-like smile that succeeded in trickery.

The body that was lying on the ground stood upright the moment he saw the household registration booklet.Gently opened the small book in his hand, and carefully looked at the information inside.

Household head: Leng Xingyue, 27 years old, occupation: doctor.After glancing at it, Mu Yechen summed up a few pieces of information that he was most concerned about.

Suddenly, his eyes stopped on the column of marital status.

unmarried!

Marriage is something that he has never thought about in the 29 years he has lived, at least so far.Maybe it was because he had been tempted before, maybe it was because he was used to seeing all kinds of unhappy marriages around him, which made him feel a little repulsed in his heart.So, until now, the third young master of the Mu family, who looks like a playboy in the eyes of outsiders, has never even dated, not even had a woman.

But this point, but no one will believe it.Because the women around him are constantly changing, people think he is a playboy who treats women like clothes, so he attracts more women with bad intentions.Moreover, some women shamelessly lied to him, saying that they were boyfriend and girlfriend with him, and they were still very close, which annoyed him a lot.He has sighed in front of his friends more than once: In this world, only women and villains are difficult to raise.

No one outside believed that Mu Yechen was a virgin, and no one believed him when he returned home.Dad always looked at him seriously and said, be careful, don't always mess with men and women outside, be careful to regret your mistakes.Mom, not only said that, but also added a sentence at the end, hurry up and make a girlfriend seriously.Such words have been chanted from the time he was just an adult until now, and the standard of a girlfriend has been directly lowered from a well-matched lady to as long as she is a living woman.

Of course, how could his vision be so low?But marriage, connected to the women who surrounded him, was a little scary.What if, what if it was her?Involuntarily, his fingers stroked the photo in Leng Xingyue's household register, as if what he saw was not the photo, but the person Leng Xingyue.

She was not gentle enough, not delicate enough, as cold as water melted from a glacier, but her every move gave him warmth.

With that in mind, he directly took out the paper in the household register, folded it, and put it in the pocket where he put the note that day.The shell of the household registration book was gently put back in place.A photo below has him lingering over the action on his hands.

It was a woman who looked like Leng Xingyue holding a little girl.

He sighed in his heart that their mother and daughter looked alike, but her mother looked more gentle and easy-going, while today she was more indifferent and elegant, with two extreme personalities, but she was a mother and daughter.

Then, Mu Yechen took a close look at the large stack of photos under that photo. They were all photos of the mother and daughter together. It was obvious that Leng's mother loved her daughter very much.The aura of happiness exuding from those two people was impossible to ignore.But it's not these things that attracted Mu Yechen, but why are there photos of mother and daughter, where is the father?Where is Leng Xingyue's father?Is premature death?still?

A letter pressed at the bottom answered Mu Yechen's question.

(End of this chapter)