Just as he encountered a traffic light, Mu Xingyan stopped the car and looked at the traffic outside: "It's nothing, I said some nonsense that I don't like to listen to."

His relationship with Mu Tingchen has not been very good since childhood. "Since I was a child" means after the age of three.

After all, it’s just a telephone contact for so many years, and no matter how close the father-son relationship is, it will create a gap.

When he was confused when encountering puzzles in life, he always solved them by himself. For nineteen years, Mu Tingchen fulfilled his husband's responsibilities, but failed to fulfill his father's responsibilities.

He understood all these as much as possible, but it was not easy for him to live together, so he could not fully understand each other.

When I arrived at a Western restaurant, when I ordered the food, Mu Xingyan ordered a bottle of red wine and Xiaoran ordered juice.

Seeing him picking up his goblet and savoring the red wine carefully, Xiaoran asked, "Brother, when did you learn to drink?"

Mu Xingyan said lightly: "You don't know much. I haven't lived alone in France in the past few years. My father sent someone to stare at me, teach me the rules, and teach me how to manage the company.

Now that I’m back, it’s been a little easier for a few days.”

Jing Xiaoran was not surprised by these things. After all, it was the Mu family. No matter how far Mu Tingchen was, he would stare at the only son.

She nodded, picked up the juice and took a sip, not noticing that Mu Xingyan's gaze was on her.

He asked, "Are you nineteen years old?"

I can catch up on my birthday this year.”

She looked up in surprise: "You didn't remember my birthday before, did you pretend?"

He smiled but didn't answer, paused for a while and asked again, "Have you got a boyfriend?"

Jing Xiaoran's mouth twitched: "What is your boyfriend?

Can you eat it?

My mother didn't let me have a boyfriend before graduation, and she still hoped that I would go with you..." At this point, her face turned red and she hurriedly closed her mouth.

The smile in Mu Xingyan's eyes became stronger: "Is that right?

After so many years, does she still have this plan?

What do you think?"

She wondered: "I think?

What do you think?”

He leaned forward slightly and stared at her intently: "What else can I do with you?"

Thinking of the woman named "Xiao Ran", Jing Xiaoran lowered her eyes. She thought, he must be joking: "Brother, don't joke about me, that's just a joke, you can't take it seriously.

You know my mother, she is so stupid. She has been playing a joke for so many years, and she is still stubborn enough."

Mu Xingyan didn't say anything and looked elsewhere.

Jing Xiaoran's personality was very similar to Chen Mengyao, carefree. She couldn't see what he was thinking, and the atmosphere suddenly cooled down.

After dinner, she took the initiative to say goodbye: "Brother, you should be very busy when you just came back. Should you go to the company or go home later?

If you go to the company, I will take a taxi back and drive by myself. If you go home, I will go back with you. My car is still at your doorstep.”

Mu Xingyan said: "I will go to the company tomorrow. I still have something to deal with. I have to go home and go there together.

By the way, I told Jing dad and aunt that I will go to have dinner tonight.”

Jing Xiaoran immediately smiled happily: "It's better for the whole family to join in and have fun?"

Look at how quiet you look on the surface, but in fact you also long to be with others. When you were a child, you always disliked me for being clamored. Did you take me with you all day long?

Don't worry, I asked my dad to make the dishes you like to eat at night. You must have never eaten abroad in the past years."
Chapter completed!