Xue Xue was stunned for a moment, and then came over. Zhu Xu probably told Mu Rong about the encounter with Lin Xiyun and Xue Mingzhu just now.
Somehow, Xue Xue felt a little embarrassed when the man knew about these bad things.
Although she knew it in her heart, Mu Rong knew Xue Chunan's situation like the back of her hand.
Seeing Xue Xue pursing her lips, her expression showing a hint of stubbornness, Mu Rong's voice unconsciously softened, with a hint of coaxing.
"I can help you."
Xue Xue looked at him.
"You just ran away from home because you didn't want to marry Lu Qisheng?"
The man's voice was magnetic, and every word he said was like picking up the strings with a pick, causing Xue Xue's eardrums to heat up.
She didn't answer this question, and Mu Rong didn't care either, and continued talking on his own.
Because of the answer, they both knew it well.
"I can ask your parents and the Lu family to cancel this decision." Mu Rong said, his voice indifferent, as if a casual sentence, but full of confidence. "As long as you think about it, all problems can be solved."
This is undoubtedly a very tempting proposition.
As the head of the Mu family, Mu Rong does have this ability.
According to Xue Mengwu's temperament, as long as he promises enough benefits and applies a little pressure, it is not too difficult to get the other party to let go or even change his mouth.
Even if marriage is in a sense a woman's second life.
In Xue Mengwu's view, it is just a bargaining chip that can be placed on the negotiating table.
But now, Mu Rong is willing to give Xue Xue a chance, so that she can successfully regain her life and no longer be at the mercy of others.
Mu Rong felt that Xue Xue would agree to his proposal.
In his opinion, Xue Xue wanted to fight for freedom.
Women have an unyielding tenacity, like a rose born in the wilderness. The overly flamboyant beauty makes people want to pick it off and transplant it into a greenhouse to cultivate it for viewing and play, but the rose is unwilling to give up the place where it took root since childhood. The rhizomes were planed off and the spikes were pulled out, still firmly grasping that bit of dry soil.
Rather Stick to your guns.
At first it was just a vague outline, until after seeing him, Mu Rong finally confirmed his guess.
From then on, interest is like a sprawling plant, going around his heart and producing spring buds.
He could clearly hear his own heart beating faster and faster.
As long as Xue Xue and Lu Qisheng's engagement...
"not needed for now."
The unexpected answer shattered the man's self-confidence.
It's not that Xue Xue didn't feel the sudden drop in air pressure, but she knew very well what she wanted and what she didn't want.
What's more, the play is only halfway through, and Xue Xue has no right to quit halfway.
"Thank you, Mu Rong." Xue Xue thought about his words. "However, some things have to be settled by yourself. You should know better than anyone else."
If you want to take back what belongs to you, you can use the power of others, but you have to do it yourself.
That is obsession and belief.
Mu Rong couldn't understand.
Later, the two parted ways.
Xue Xue returned to Yan Keli's rental house, turned on the light, and found a small note left on the coffee table.
"On a temporary business trip, about a week, remember to eat the curry in the refrigerator, please take care of the house." At the end, he also attached a cute smiling face.
Very eloquent style.
Xue Xue thought, took out the curry cooked yesterday from the refrigerator, microwaved it a little, and then mixed it with white rice, and it was ready to serve.
Soon, the living room was filled with a strong aroma of curry, after Xue Xue chose to re-cook the curry and add coconut milk and fresh tomatoes.
She wasn't actually hungry, but her brain was like a machine that suddenly rusted and got stuck with a thick layer of brown scum, and couldn't run smoothly.
Xue Xue faintly knew the reason, but was unwilling to think about it.
until she got a call.
Unfamiliar number.
When Xue Xue is in a bad mood, he usually chooses not to answer.
However, when her finger had moved to the red key and was about to hang up, she slipped to the side by surprise.
"… "
Doctor Wei's name is Wei Meimei.
Although popular, it is worthy of the name.
However, she didn't like people calling her by her name directly, but asked to call herself by her surname and occupation.
Dr. Wei's clinic is located in a private house.
It is located in a small alley in the downtown area. There is no house number outside, and it is not displayed on the map. It took Xue Xue a lot of effort to find it.
The night is gradually rising, the setting sun is like splashing ink on the sky, and the breeze blows the wind chimes hanging on the eaves slowly.
In an instant, Xue Xue had the illusion that time stopped flowing.
Stepping on the soft and flat lawn, the high-rise buildings are suddenly far away, the lights and shadows are colorful, people come and go, the traffic is crowded, and the main road with mass transit vehicles interspersed and interspersed seems to disappear out of thin air.
After standing outside for a while, Xue Xue calmed down and pushed in the door.
"Hello." The little nurse sitting in front of the counter raised her head. "Do you have an appointment?"
Xue Xue nodded.
"Then just go in directly."
Saying that, she handed Xue Xue an orange candy.
Xue Xue blinked.
The little nurse smiled sweetly.
"I wish you a good mood all day."