He Is Warmer Than Time

The day that Mu Mian was discharged from the hospital was the coldest time of the year.

It just so happened that her mother's knife wound was almost recovered, and the two were discharged from the hospital together.

Tang Ji'an was naturally there, but Mu Guohui helped Mu Mian to get into Yecheng's car.

Mu Mian broke away from her father's hand: "You can let Ye Cheng carry you and your mother. I'll just take Ji'an's car."

Mu Guohui frowned: "You girl, obedient."

Mu Mian said pitifully, "It's minus eight degrees outside today, Dad, do you want me and my mother to freeze outside?"

Mu Guohui knew that she was not enough, so she could only get into Tang Ji'an's car.

Vice President Tang received a stab at the future Yue Zhang.

He turned a blind eye, and got into the car with Mu Mian.

On the side of the car, Ye Cheng glanced at Mu Mian, his expression a little dim, but Mu Mian hooked Tang Ji'an's arm.

She only hopes that Ye Cheng can wake up a little earlier, stop being obsessed, and stop wasting time on her.

The car slowly left the hospital...

Tang Ji'an held her hand and whispered softly: "Is it cold?"

"not cold."

He said again: "My father will arrive in Haicheng early tomorrow morning. Can you come over for a meal?"

Mu Mian frowned: "It can be, maybe Xiao Ran has to help."

"I asked Xiao Ran to pick you up, but, will you be so sneaky from now on?"

Mu Mian helplessly: "I can tell you frankly that my dad has already been in contact with Ye Cheng, he..."

He squeezed her hand even harder: "Your dad is called a bang hit mandarin duck."

Mu Mian chuckled: "This description is still in place."

"So what are your plans?"

Mu Mian's expression became solemn again: "I want Ye Cheng to quit automatically."

Tang Ji'an stared at her: "Otherwise... Let's get married directly, raw rice and cook mature rice, there is no way to come to your dad."

puff……

Mu Mian couldn't help but coughed out: "You...you are really whimsical."

Tang Ji'an raised his eyebrows to look at her: "What? You don't want to?"

Mu Mian curled his lips: "You have no psychological shadows?"

Tang Ji'an looked at her seriously: "If I marry you, I am willing, and I will look forward to it."

Mu Mian shook his head: "No, I hope that our marriage will happen because of love, because you are sure that you can't live without me, not because you are forced to make a decision."

Tang Ji'an stretched out her hand and squeezed her face: "Does it make any difference?"

Mu Mian nodded: "The difference is huge."

There is indeed a big difference. Marriage should not contain any helplessness. It should only be that I love you and you love me, I want to marry you, and I want to be with you forever.

This kind of marriage is what Mu Mian wants.

Tang Ji'an brought Mu Miansong home, and Mu Guohui was busy cooking outside.

Tang Ji'an planned to stay cheeky for dinner, as Mu Mian said.

Mu Guohui looked out into the hall while cooking. After a while, he walked up to Tang Ji'an with a handful of garlic in his hand. He looked bad and said, "Vice President Tang, I didn’t bring your dinner to cook today. You can gone."

Deputy Dean Tang could only say shamelessly: "I have little appetite."

Mu Mian added: "I can give him a bit of mine, I don't have any appetite today."

Mu Guohui was so angry that smoke came out of his nostrils, the two of them had obviously colluded.

Ye Cheng was like an outsider next to him, there was absolutely no place for him to interrupt.

Mu Mian didn't look at him, he didn't even look at him.