Chapter 1789 Heart Knot

The young master had long legs and was by her side in two steps. He had already finished his call, so he put away his phone and looked at her deeply: "I'll deal with you later."

He walked towards the gate without stopping.

Mu Ying's heart trembled. She followed the young master closely and asked cautiously, "Young Master, what happened?"

As they were talking, the two had already walked out of the art gallery.

"Let's talk later." The young master paused for a moment and handed her the paper bag and bag. "Put on your coat. I'll go drive first and wait here."

Mu Ying quickly took the things, and the young master was already striding towards the parking lot.

Mu Ying also hurriedly walked down the stairs in front of the art museum and came to the roadside to wait for the young master's car. At the same time, she took out the windbreaker from the big paper bag and put it on.

The night wind was chilly, and Mu Ying shivered and wrapped her windbreaker tightly around her.

So what happened?

The last time the young master was so nervous, he still had to go to the sea to search for Xiaojiu...

The black sports car sped out of the parking lot and stopped in front of Mu Ying.

The car door opened upwards. Mu Ying didn't have time to think about it. She got in and closed the door. As soon as the seat belt buckle entered the slot, the young master stepped on the accelerator.

A huge push on his back carried Mu Ying out of the art gallery.

Looking carefully at the man beside him, I saw that the young master had a frown on his face, his lips tightly pursed, and his expression was even more solemn than the night outside.

Under his driving, the car sped forward rapidly, and the tires rubbed against the ground fiercely, making a sharp scream.

The young master was very angry, and no one knew who had provoked him...

"Master, where are we going?"

"go home."

After a moment's thought, Mu Ying realized that the young master was talking about his home in Vienna.

The house was on the outskirts of the city, and the young master had hardly ever lived there, except for one visit half a year ago.

When she arrived in Vienna in the morning, she thought the young master lived there, so she went there to look for him first.

Thinking of the villa at this moment, Mu Ying felt sour in her heart again.

She chose it with the young master, and after buying it, she helped the young master redecorate the room.

From large items like curtains and a double bed to small items like a cup and a placemat, as well as the women's bathrobes in the bathroom, the couple's toothbrushes on the sink, and the aromatherapy wood that exudes the scent of freesia, all were personally selected by Mu Ying and arranged by her.

And those were originally prepared for Xiaojiu...

In fact, the whole house was the home prepared by the young master for Xiaojiu.

He had originally planned to settle down in Austria with Xiao Jiu after avenging his parents, stabilizing the group, and getting rid of Mr. Xiao...

Unexpectedly, Xiaojiu was unwilling.

And now, when Mu Ying recalled the feeling of decorating the new house for the young master, she could still feel waves of sharp pain in her heart.

It was like a small knife, cutting pieces of flesh from her heart one by one.

So this time when the young master came to Austria, he did not stay at home but chose to stay in a hotel. Mu Ying did not ask him why, nor did she mention going home to live.

After all, it was not originally intended for her to live in, even though all the furniture and decorations were chosen by her, and even though she liked the house more than the young master himself.

But it wasn't prepared for her...

As for what he planned to do with this house that symbolized the young master's past feelings in the future, Mu Ying didn't know and had never asked.

In fact, she consciously avoided all topics related to Xiaojiu.

The young master didn't seem willing to mention it, so they tacitly agreed to pretend that it had never happened.

However, there is always a small knot in Mu Ying's heart.

And when the young master drove her back home, that little knot became even more pronounced, like a lump stuck in her throat...