Prosperity and luxury: Madam is crazy

Chapter 253

"It's a coincidence," Juechen pulled down his ears and looked forward.

Sunrise, the first time he saw a sunrise.

For the first time, I pushed the original plan specifically, because I couldn’t climb up a thousand steps, so I spent an extra 100AUD $ to have the taxi driver bring it up to watch the sunrise.

For the first time, when I swiped into the circle of friends of my friend, I suddenly had the urge to watch the sunrise.

Facing the direction of the sunrise and facing the wind, she held her face up, her hair flying, her delicate face brilliant, and the people beside her were staring at her.

For the first time, I came to see the sunrise specifically, but I didn't watch the sunrise, but to see her...

Juechen, Juechen, what are you doing?
You are a doctor, she is a patient, you accompany your patient to relax, enjoy life, and help her recover, you are doing good things, yes, you are doing good things...

"Doctor Jue, what happened to your neck?"

In the midst of self-hypnosis, suddenly interrupted by the incoming voice, Qianmo turned to stare at his neck.

Juechen raised his hand to touch it, and the touch was rough. There was a Band-Aid on it, and his eyes became meaningful, "It's okay, I was scratched by a cat last night."

Qianmo shook his head, "This cat is quite wild."

"It's quite wild, not a domestic cat, but a wild cat."

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The frost-white plum blossoms are pure and flawless, and when a branch is poked down, it can flatten people's sight.

The wind is blowing and swaying, looking at it from a little distance, front and back, clear and blurred at one moment, like a high-definition lens in one moment, and the haze of the rain hitting the screen in the next moment.

The rain of pure white flowers fell all over the sky, and the petals swirled and fell into the stream.

The gurgling hits the stone, and the petals follow the torrent, sticking to the smooth stone wall, not staying for a while, and being washed away again.

"Sir, it's so beautiful, it's so beautiful here..."

Mountains, water, branches, rain of flowers...

So familiar, so beautiful...

In the dream, she whispered softly.

Mu Yeqin had already woken up, propped himself up on one arm, propped his head on his hand, and stared at her quietly.

Seeing her red lips whispering, he couldn't help but bend down and stretch his ears, trying to hear what she was whispering...

She said, "Where? Where is this?..."

Mu Yeqin raised her face, her eyes were tightly closed, her eyelashes fluttered and she was extremely unsteady, Mu Yeqin gently stroked her cheek with his fingertips, brushing away the hair sticking to her face, "Xiaobai, what did you dream about?" gone?"

He grabbed her hand and pressed it to his face, "Don't be afraid, sir is here..."

The sky and the earth changed color, and the white falling flowers and rain swirled together, and the next second, the white light was dazzling.

She closed her eyes, raised her hand to block it, and opened her eyes again. The mountain was gone, the water was gone, the branches and the rain of flowers were all gone, and there was a door in front of her, a door emitting white light.

It seemed empty, yet real, she couldn't distinguish, couldn't see clearly, where, where is this...

She couldn't move, she could only stare at the door, where, she didn't know where it was, she was afraid, her heart was bottomless, and she panicked...

Suddenly, a heat came from her palm, and a force came in. She was no longer afraid, but at this moment, the door disappeared, and she also woke up. It turned out to be a dream...

In reality, before she opened her eyes, Mu Yeqin saw that she had settled down and fell asleep again, quietly let her go, and wanted to go down to the ground to cook for her.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he let go, she had a premonition and became unsteady again. She grasped his hand tightly, turned over, and subconsciously slipped into his arms.

Mu Yeqin maintained the posture of lying on his side, stretched his hands to the sky, and did not dare to move for a moment.

However, this time she woke up.

Consciousness returned, and slowly opened his eyes.

Mu Yeqin watched with his own eyes the tenderness in her eyes fade away, and then gradually covered with frost, his heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly pushed her away, rolling over——

Rolling too quickly, with a "dong", Wei Bing was startled and sat up.

The moment his eyes touched him, the frost melted, revealing a clear stupidity, with three question marks above his head, "Mu Yeqin? What are you doing?"

Mu Yeqin glanced at her feet, "Aren't you going to hit me?"

It took Wei Bing a long time to realize: "..."

"…………"

Sorry, I was the one who offended earlier.

The job of making breakfast still fell on Mu Yeqin, two of them, Mu Yeqin baked two big pancakes, the size of pancakes and fruits, together with a small pot of fish porridge and a plate of side dishes.

This time, Wei Bing had already washed up and changed into clothes for going out after eating.

Mu Yeqin was washing dishes in the kitchen, when Wei Bing walked in quietly, intending to scare him, Mu Yeqin felt someone behind him, and pursed his lips.

She slapped him on the back suddenly, and shouted, "Oops——" Mu Yeqin was shocked like an electric shock, and the plate in his hand fell into the pool.

Wei Bing laughed, mouth shut, Mu Yeqin's eyes flicked on her face, this was the first time he saw her smiling so happily.

The eyebrows are curved, and there is a trace of playfulness on the end of the eyes, which outlines a trace of affection. The three of them are not as distinct as they were at first.

"Mr. Feng has had an operation, I'm going to the hospital to see him, how about you, are you going?"

Mu Yeqin nodded, "I'm only responsible for accompanying you."

In other words, he didn't go to the hospital to see him.

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"Boss Zhou, I heard that your father is going to move recently?"

Oh, move, there is a hint of sarcasm in these words, once my father fails, all the villains who have followed suit in the past will all come to see his jokes.

Zhou Zheng was swirling the red wine in his glass, smiling disapprovingly.

Seeing that he didn't speak, everyone looked at each other, "Boss Zhou, it's hard to find an actor who is full of vicissitudes and sophistication."

Zhou Zheng looked at the person across from him, "What's hard to find? If you can't find an actor, how can my crew turn on the machine?"

Oh, as usual, the production crew did not delay the start-up. It seems that the boss does not intend to stop this week.

"Tsk, why are the dishes served so slowly..."

The person next to him smacked his lips and made complaints about the food, and the food arrived soon. The waiter pushed the cart and walked in, lowering his head and lowering his eyebrows, "Sorry, I kept you waiting..."

The electric turntable on the dining table was rotating autonomously. She put the dishes on the table one by one. Zhou Zheng, who was opposite, had been watching her from the moment she entered the door.

"Head up—"

Zhou Zheng's voice covered all the voices, everyone around them closed their mouths and turned to look at him. Seeing him staring at the waitress, they couldn't help but look at the waitress.

The waiter was still dazed at first, but later realized that he was talking about himself, and hurriedly raised his head.

"Pa—" The plate in his hand fell to the ground and shattered, and the oil from the food splashed all over the people around him.

The man stood up screaming and shouted angrily: "What! Can't do it, don't do it! Can't even hold a plate?!..."

The waiter took out two pieces of paper and hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I'll wipe it for you..."

A large piece of oil spilled on the trousers, the position was a little awkward, the waiter still held the paper towel and went up without hesitation, but was pushed away by the man, "Get out!"

She backed up with an "ah" and almost fell to the ground.

The guest pointed at her nose angrily, outputting something unpleasant, but she stared straight ahead, with a pale face and a buzzing mind, and didn't listen to a word.

It was dark that night, but it wasn't dark in the car. She remembered what the beasts that oppressed her looked like, and she would never forget it until she died.

(End of this chapter)