Not afraid of being laughed at, she and Su Ye had been in love for four years, and they had only held hands, hugged, and kissed, and only on the face.

Well, she felt that mouth-to-mouth kissing was a bit... disgusting.

So, she never kissed Su Ye.

Her college roommates all said she had mental problems.

Jun Bo smiled and said, "With your conditions, you are still being pressured by your family to get married to the point that you dare not go home. This is rare in the world."

Mu Qing complained, "That's right. But it's also because I haven't met someone I like. I've been dating Su Ye for four years, so there must be feelings. At that time, I thought I would marry Su Ye, but who knew he would find someone better for his future."

Her mother thought that she didn't want to get married because she was heartbroken by Su Ye, and there was a certain element of truth to that.

"Having been hurt before, I don't dare to try again easily."

When mentioning Su Ye, Mu Qing naturally recalled every detail of her four years of love with Su Ye. She felt that Su Ye was weird. She didn't realize it before, but only realized it after they broke up.

He must have been two-timing for a long time, so it felt weird when he was with her.

That scumbag, how dare he come back to her!

A good horse never turns back to the old stable. Even if she can't get married, she will never be with Su Ye again.

"Brother Junbo, let's not talk about this anymore. As long as my mother lets me go and gives me some peace and quiet, that's all that's needed."

Ye Junbo said with a smile: "With me here, I promise that Auntie won't arrange any more blind dates for you, don't worry. We have known each other for eleven years and know each other very well. I am sure that Auntie will be very satisfied with me."

He was afraid that his elder brother-in-law would say bad things about him in front of his mother-in-law.

Mu Zhiyuan treated him as a classmate, but he married Mu Zhiyuan's beloved sister...

Who told Mu Zhiyuan to talk about his sister all the time? Out of curiosity, he deliberately followed Mu Zhiyuan to take the high-speed train to school.

When I first met Mu Qing, she was still a thirteen-year-old child. She was a little shy, but very polite and had a sweet smile. She was indeed a very lovely girl.

After meeting each other many times, he...that was his secret, he couldn't tell it to anyone, at least not now.

"hehe."

Mu Qing chuckled twice.

Know everything about him?

Apart from knowing his name and that he was her eldest brother's college classmate, she knew nothing else.

The bicycle was still parked there. Mu Qing breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Fortunately, the bicycle is still there. When you come back later, you should put the bicycle in Aunt Zeng's house on the first floor. Otherwise, when you wake up tomorrow, your bicycle will become someone else's."

"A thief so arrogant?"

"There are still people who take advantage of opportunities to steal."

Jun Bo: “…”

He unlocked the bike and got on it, and Mu Qing naturally sat on the rear frame.

"Hold me!"

Junbo requested.

Mu Qing was stunned.

"practise."

Mu Qing said "oh", stretched out her hands and gently put her arms around his waist.

"Mu Qing, you'll easily fall like this, hold on tight."

"I, I can just pull your clothes."

Ye Junbo turned his head and smiled: "If I accidentally overturn the car, my clothes may be scrapped. I only have two suits in total, which I wear to work."

Mu Qing pursed her lips and hugged his waist helplessly.

A certain sinister man was contentedly riding his bicycle, taking his wife for a ride. Oh, no, they were going to have a meal to celebrate the end of their single days.

…

Mu family.

"Mother."

As soon as Mu Zhiyuan got out of the taxi, he ran home, calling for his mother as he ran.

The taxi driver laughed and said to himself, "This is the first time I've seen a grown man rushing home so eagerly, calling for his mom before even entering the house."

Maybe he's a mama's boy.

Mu Zhiyuan, who was suspected by the taxi driver of being a mama's boy, didn't care about that.

He was on a business trip and hadn't finished his work yet. He was anxious when he found out that his sister and Ye Junbo had obtained a marriage certificate and his sister refused to explain it clearly over the phone.

He immediately handed over the work to his colleague, bought a plane ticket, and flew back in a few hours.

"Mom, mom, mom, are you home? Mom!"

Mu Zhiyuan ran into the house, shouting loudly.

Zhang Guifeng, wearing a floral apron and holding a spatula, came out of the kitchen. When she saw her son, she started yelling, "Are you calling out to a knife? Are there ghosts chasing you outside? You're yelling 'Mom!' the moment you walk in. Aren't you on a business trip? Are you done? You've been away for so long, and you didn't even bring a girlfriend back. You think you're still young? You'll be thirty after the New Year."

Mu Jing, who was watching TV in the hall, just glanced at his wife and children and continued watching TV.

I'm used to it.

As for the other two old people, they pretended to be deaf and dumb and didn't even look at their grandson.

I can’t even bring my granddaughter-in-law back, what are you looking at?

They have been looking at their grandson's face for twenty-nine years.

Mu Zhiyuan was probably used to being scolded. He put his travel bag on the sofa and poured himself a cup of tea.

After moistening his throat, he said to his mother, "Mom, you only know how to urge me to get married. I'm not even 30 yet. Do you think I don't want to marry a daughter-in-law to shut you up? The problem is, I haven't met a woman I like, so how can I get married?"

"It's just that Mom keeps pushing me all the time, until Mu Qing got into trouble."

"Bang"

A sound.

The spatula in Zhang Guifeng's hand fell to the ground.

The three people who were sitting and watching TV stood up in unison, looked at Mu Zhiyuan in unison, and asked anxiously in unison: "What happened to Mu Qing?"

Zhang Guifeng impulsively grabbed her son's tie, pulled him closer, and asked anxiously, "Mu Zhiyuan, tell me quickly, what happened to your sister? Did you come back suddenly because you knew something was wrong with your sister?"

Mu Zhiyuan: "...Mom, can you please let go first? I'm almost strangled to death."

The whole family treats my sister as their sweetheart.

When he was a child, if he fell, no one would help him up, but let him get up by himself.

My father also said that we should get up from where we fell.

But when my sister fell, the whole family felt so distressed that they rushed to help her and hold her. The treatment they gave was really different.

However, he also loves his sister very much.

"When I said something happened to Mu Qing, I meant that Mu Qing got married."

As soon as the words fell, his mother let go, bent down to pick up the spatula that had fallen on the ground, and hit him on the shoulder with the spatula.

"You little bastard!"

Zhang Guifeng scolded her son, turned and went into the kitchen to continue preparing dinner for the family.

The three people watching TV also relaxed, sat down in unison, and continued watching TV as if nothing had happened.

It was as if the people who were anxious and worried just now were not them.

"Mom, Dad, Grandpa, Grandma, what I said is true. Mu Qing is really married."

It feels so bad not to be trusted!

Mu Jing stared at the TV, speaking coldly, "Your sister just failed in her blind date today, and now someone called to complain, saying your sister's eyes are on top of her head. She deserves to be unmarried at the age of 24, and our family has to support her for the rest of her life."

The brat said Mu Qing got married? Who could she marry? The left hand married the right hand.