Thinking of this, he followed involuntarily.
Seeing this, Feng Qingge, who was behind, frowned slightly, glanced at the inconspicuous carriage, and moved forward.
Over there, Guan Xilin came to the carriage and handed a piece of scallion pancake to Leng Shuang: "This is for you, and there is also mung bean soup. Why don't you eat it while it's hot before we leave."
Leng Shuang glanced at him, reached out to take it, and thanked him.
He stepped onto the carriage, opened the curtain with one hand and was about to go in, saying, "Xiaojiu, the scallion pancakes are still hot. The uncle said they taste great with mung bean soup, so I brought one back for each of you."
Feng Jiu in the carriage took his scallion pancake and mung bean soup and said with a smile, "Mung bean soup! I haven't had it for a long time. It's just right. Thank you, brother."
"Hey, what are you thanking me for? As long as you like it, we can buy some maids and let them serve you and make delicious food for you." After being together for such a long time, he knew that she loved delicious food.
"good."
She responded with a smile, and when she saw him get back into the carriage, she opened the bag and was about to take a bite of the scallion pancake when she suddenly heard a familiar voice coming from outside the carriage.
"Miss Guan, my name is Murong Yixuan."
Miss Guan? Who should I call
Feng Jiu was slightly startled in the carriage, and looked at her adopted brother who was also stunned, asking silently: What's going on
Guan Xilin took a bite of the scallion pancake and said, "I just met him when I was shopping. His name is Murong Yixuan. He said that he offended you last time in Shilin Town and wanted to apologize to you."
At this point, he was a little annoyed and said, "I just told him that it's not necessary, but he still followed me. I don't know what he wants to do!"
"I'd better go down and take a look!" He put down the scallion pancake in his hand and was about to lift the curtain and jump out of the car when he suddenly turned around and said to Fengjiu, "Xiaojiu, put on your veil."
The scar on Xiaojiu's face has not healed yet. She always wears a veil when she goes out. He doesn't want others to look at her with prejudice after seeing her scratched face.
"Yeah." Fengjiu smiled and put on the veil, feeling a little confused. What did Murong Yixuan want to do
Murong Yixuan, who was waiting outside the carriage, was a little nervous at this moment, and his palms were slightly sweaty. He looked at the carriage expectantly: Will she open the curtain? Does she still remember the two encounters with him
Leng Shuang, who was sitting outside driving the carriage, couldn't help but frown when she saw a look of expectation on Murong Yixuan's face, and looked at him strangely.
What was Murong Yixuan trying to do? As far as she knew, wasn't he engaged to Miss Feng Qingge of the Feng Mansion? Why was he still looking at the carriage with such anticipation and nervousness
Guan Xilin opened the curtain of the carriage, and he stepped down, casually lowered the curtain and looked at Murong Yixuan who was standing in front of the carriage: "Didn't I tell you that you don't need to apologize or anything? Why did you follow me?"
At this time, Murong Yixuan was staring at the carriage infatuatedly. Thinking of the appearance of the woman in the carriage when the curtain was lifted just now, his heart began to beat again.
Today she was not wearing a red dress, but a white dress with a veil of the same color on her face. She sat there quietly, exuding an air of elegance and refinement, looking so peaceful and elegant.