What happened to him?
Why did I suddenly tell her this?
Mu Xiaocheng froze, confused, only feeling the man's hot breath brushing against her neck, sending shivers down her spine.
"Ji Huaishen, they're here for me."
If anyone should be saying sorry, it should be her.
Ji Huaishen didn't speak. After a moment, he raised his head, his deep, dark eyes fixed on her.
"It is my dereliction of duty as a husband to put you in danger."
His expression was serious, and his eyes flickered.
He approached her because he felt he was capable enough to protect her.
No matter what difficulties or dangers they may encounter in the future, he will be able to protect her.
He was never a good person, and many people wanted him dead.
Now, he can't even prevent this kind of thing, which is his failure.
He was somewhat afraid of the future.
Mu Xiaocheng blinked, her long eyelashes fluttering like little fans, beautiful and lovely.
It turns out he was apologizing for this.
For a fleeting moment, she thought Ji Huaishen had another woman outside and was now confessing to her.
As expected of someone educated abroad, their words carry a strong sense of responsibility.
For some reason, it makes me feel very at ease.
However, the atmosphere was rather strange at the moment, and Mu Xiaocheng didn't know how to start a conversation. She looked away and changed the subject, saying, "If you find out who did it, remember to let me know."
Ji Huaishen's gaze darkened. "You heartless little brat."
He apologized to her.
But she said this to him.
"Okay," he replied softly, then sat up, started the car, and drove away.
Mu Xiaocheng finally felt that the air was no longer so thin, but her reddened ears were still burning hot.
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After Ji Huaishen and Mu Xiaocheng left, Uncle Lin presented the gift that Ji Huaishen had brought to Grandpa Meng.
Grandpa Meng looked at the rectangular box in front of him, which was well-packaged, put down his teacup, frowned, and asked, "What is this?"
Uncle Lin smiled and said, "This is one of the gifts brought by the new son-in-law. This one looks precious, so I didn't dare to open it. You should open it yourself."
What was Ji Huaishen's gift to Ji Huaishen?
Grandpa Meng raised his chin: "Then you can dismantle it now."
"I'm watching."
What's so precious about him? He's so old.
Everything else is external to him.
Uncle Lin nodded and carefully opened the box.
To my surprise, when I opened the outermost box, there was another box inside.
Meng Zhixiang frowned.
Why do young people these days like these kinds of tricks?
Why not just be direct?
Uncle Lin opened the innermost box, looked at what was inside, and couldn't help but say, "Master, it looks like a painting or calligraphy."
Upon hearing the words "calligraphy and painting," Grandpa Meng became very interested.
He stood up and looked at the contents of the box.
"Open it and take a look."
Uncle Lin picked up the calligraphy scroll and opened it.
"This is……"
"Yan Lugong's calligraphy..."
Uncle Lin's eyes widened in surprise.
Although he wasn't particularly interested in these things, he had been following Meng Zhixiang around for so long.
The old man still recognizes the characters he likes best.
Meng Zhixiang narrowed his eyes; it really was Yan Zhenqing's calligraphy.
This thing is no longer available on the market.
It looks like an authentic work.
If it's an authentic piece, then Ji Huaishen's gift is truly substantial.
That kid is indeed a meticulous person.
He was very satisfied with this.
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