Wealthy family pet: refusing to marry a black-bellied president

Chapter 286 Of course I'm jealous
He raised his lips and smiled faintly, then held her hand: "You are angry."

"No."

Feng Weiwei bit her lower lip, trying to take her hand back from Han Muqing's, but he held it so tightly that he couldn't break free.

She didn't move anymore, but still stubbornly refused to look at him.

Seeing this, Han Muqing curled his lips helplessly, then hugged her waist, and directly sat her on his lap.

Feng Weiwei exclaimed, and subconsciously glanced at the driver sitting in front.

The driver didn't look behind, but quickly raised the partition.

Seeing this, Feng Weiwei's face turned even redder, and she unconsciously rubbed the hem of her clothes with her hands.

"You're angry with my attitude, aren't you?" Han Muqing squeezed her chin, forcing her to raise her head to meet his gaze.

Feng Weiwei bit her lower lip, a little afraid to look into Han Muqing's eyes: "You are a busy person, I should be happy if you can spare time to see me, why would I be angry with you."

Han Muqing smiled lightly, and kissed her on the lips: "Lie."

Feng Weiwei looked at him without speaking.

"It's not that I'm not angry." Han Muqing hugged her waist and said softly, "It's just that I can see that you are very tired. You have to go to class and work every day. You are very tired. If I use these precious things to talk to you Wouldn't it be very unwise to be angry?"

Feng Weiwei froze for a moment: "You mean..."

"Yes." Han Muqing nodded, "Of course I'm jealous. But it also shows that the person I love is very good, doesn't it?"

Feng Weiwei blushed slightly: "I thought you..."

"What do you think of me?" Han Muqing asked.

"Thought you were tired of me." Feng Weiwei said this slowly to her aggrieved pair.

When he was in China before, if other men looked at Feng Weiwei twice, Han Muqing would be jealous of her, but now Han Muqing's generosity made Feng Weiwei feel a sense of crisis, and naturally, it was inevitable to think about it.

"How could I get tired of you." Han Muqing took a deep breath, and then let it out slowly, "Sometimes, I can't help but want to take you back and hide."

Feng Weiwei laughed, and the stone in her heart finally fell to the ground.

She had never felt that she loved Han Muqing so much, maybe it was because she got more that she asked for more.

The driver sent them downstairs, and then the two went upstairs hand in hand.

The house Feng Weiwei rented was small, but it was decorated very warmly by her. After Han Muqing walked in, he raised his hand and took off his suit.

Feng Weiwei hung up his coat, then found a set of pajamas and came out: "Go take a shower first, I'll cook."

"Okay." Han Muqing didn't refuse, and he hasn't eaten Feng Weiwei's food for a long time.

Feng Weiwei went to the kitchen, and after wearing an apron, she washed vegetables and cooked in a happy mood.

Because there were only two people and they couldn't eat much, Feng Weiwei simply fried two dishes.

When Han Mu came out of the shower, Feng Weiwei had already prepared a dish.

Seeing her busy figure in the kitchen, Han Muqing felt her heart calm down slightly.

This was the life he had always wanted.

Han Muqing walked into the kitchen and hugged Feng Weiwei's slender waist. Did she lose weight?

"The cooking fumes are heavy in the kitchen. Go outside and watch TV, etc. It will be fine in a while." Feng Weiwei said with a light smile.

"I just want to watch you here." Han Muqing didn't let go, and sniffed the fragrance of her hair, feeling very satisfied, "I really want to marry you home right now."

This way he can look at her every day, which must be a good day.

However, Han Muqing's words made Feng Weiwei's movements slightly stiff.

Take her home now...what a luxury.

As long as Han Muqing's mother is around, the two of them should not be able to get married.

Thinking of this, Feng Weiwei felt a little bitter.

"What are you thinking about?" Sensing Feng Weiwei's distraction, Han Muqing bit her ear as punishment.

The numb and crispy feeling made Feng Weiwei tremble slightly, and then said with a smile: "Stop making trouble, the food will be mushy in a while."

Feng Weiwei didn't struggle, and let Han Muqing hold her like this. After all, it's been so long since we've seen each other.

After eating, Feng Weiwei was going to clean up the dishes, but Han Muqing stopped her before she stood up: "Go and rest for a while, I'll do the washing."

"You?" Feng Weiwei looked at him suspiciously, "Are you okay?"

"Look down on me." Han Muqing raised his eyebrows, and then swiftly put all the bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen.

Feng Weiwei looked at his back and smiled slightly.

Although Han Muqing hasn't done housework for a long time, it doesn't mean he can't do it.

Feng Weiwei went to the living room to sit and watch TV for a while, and Han Mu came out and sat beside her after cleaning the dishes.

"When are you leaving?" Feng Weiwei asked.

"Leave tomorrow."

Han Muqing said: "This time I came by the way. Domestic companies still have a lot of work to do."

"Is that so..."

Feng Weiwei replied thoughtfully.

She actually didn't expect how long Han Muqing would stay here, but she didn't expect him to leave in such a hurry.

As soon as he leaves tomorrow, I'm afraid it will be a long time before we meet again.

Feng Weiwei felt a little bit reluctant.

Han Muqing hugged her into his arms and said softly, "Don't worry, I will come to see you when I have time."

"You should be very tired like this." Feng Weiwei raised her head, holding Han Muqing's face, with distressed eyes, "You must be very tired after going back and forth like this. You are already busy with the company's affairs. .”

and……

It's not just these things that are tiring, but also the pressure from Han Muqing's mother.

Mrs. Han must know that Han Muqing saw Feng Weiwei back and forth like this.

"I'm used to it." Han Muqing said softly, "Don't worry about me too much, as long as I can see you, it doesn't matter if I'm tired."

Feng Weiwei hugged Han Muqing: "It's my fault."

If Mrs. Han liked Feng Weiwei, the two of them wouldn't have to be separated like this, and Han Muqing wouldn't have to be so tired.

Every time Han Muqing came, his face was slowly tired. Feng Weiwei felt distressed and wanted him to stop seeing her.

But she is also selfish.

She also wanted to see Han Muqing, she only knew that she couldn't go back now.

"You're fine." Han Muqing said, "Weiwei, you're fine. You haven't done anything wrong."

"But, if I'm really as good as you said, why doesn't your mother like me?" Feng Weiwei said bitterly, "Mu Qing...do you think we can really be together? We, really Later?"

Feng Weiwei saw this very clearly, as long as Han Muqing's mother was still there, it was impossible for them to be together.

Although she hadn't seen Mrs. Han for a long time, the scene of the last meeting was still vivid in her memory.

Mrs. Han didn't bother to talk to her at all, and she didn't even bother to look at her.

Now Han Muqing is also arguing with Mrs. Han because of Feng Weiwei's relationship, and even after such a long cold war, Mrs. Han's prejudice against Feng Weiwei must have deepened.

Can such a deep prejudice really be eliminated?

Feng Weiwei was not confident in herself.

"Of course." Han Muqing touched the top of her hair and said with a little doting, "Of course we will have a future. After you graduate, we will get married and have a couple of children."

Han Muqing likes children, especially the two children like Su Rou.

(End of this chapter)