Rebirth of the Pampered Wife

Lin Yiran, in particular, froze on the spot, at a loss.

She felt a little embarrassed when her pursuer and now her boyfriend bumped into her door.

Lin Yiran has always been a relatively low-key person, and she doesn't like too much attention from others.

However, Lin Yiran still felt a little uncomfortable when Mr. Pan saw her and Mu Qingmo.

Pan Yijing remained calm and nodded as a greeting.

Mu Qingmo, who was opposite him, was no longer calm. His eyes were slightly narrowed with a hint of obvious hostility.

This love rival actually chased her to the doorstep? And became her neighbor?

I really underestimated him.

With a cold snort, Mu Qingmo spoke to himself, interrupting the dull atmosphere.

"Hey, isn't this Mr. Pan? What a coincidence that we can meet him here?"

Hearing Mu Qingmo's sinister words, Pan Yijing's reaction was dull.

"Sorry, maybe you don't know yet."

Pan Yijing continued: "My grandfather prepared this apartment for me, and I just moved here recently."

"oh?"

Mu Qingmo's eyes were slightly cold: "What a coincidence? Is it a coincidence or an evil intention? I can't make a conclusion."

"You misunderstood, Mr. Mu."

Faced with Mu Qingmo's question, Pan Yijing answered calmly without blushing.

"This is just a coincidence, nothing else."

With a sneer, Mu Qingmo's face didn't look very good.

Mu Qingmo didn't believe a word of his rhetoric.

Men know men best, so how could Mu Qingmo not understand his idea of ​​first-come-first-served?

Lowering his head, Mu Qingmo asked Lin Yiran, who was silent, with a hint of suppression in his voice.

"He's your neighbor, you know?"

Lin Yiran glanced at Pan Yijing not far away and answered honestly: "I only found out recently."

Hearing this, Mu Qingmo was furious.

"Then why didn't you tell me?"

Looking at Mu Qingmo timidly, Lin Yiran realized that he was angry.

Somehow, while feeling flustered, Lin Yiran also felt a little secretly happy.

It turns out he cares about this very much.

It was not easy to say anything in front of Pan Yijing, Mu Qingmo's face was gloomy: "Go in first, we will talk later."

"oh."

Lin Yiran responded quietly and nodded politely: "Mr. Pan, see you later."

"By the way." Pan Yijing curled his lips, "I saw the design competition, congratulations on your victory."

Lin Yiran smiled happily: "Thank you."

Nodding slightly, Pan Yijing only responded with a loud slam of the door closing.

Raising his eyebrows, Pan Yijing carried the takeout box and continued downstairs without stopping.

As soon as he entered the apartment, Mu Qingmo led Lin Yiran to the living room, suppressing his unhappiness with a hint of coldness in his voice.

"How come you never told me he was your neighbor?"

Lin Yiran blinked his eyes at a loss, "Didn't I tell you just now? I only found out recently that he became my neighbor. It's not that I didn't want to tell you, and in the end it doesn't matter."

With his jawline tensed, Mu Qingmo raised his eyebrows, trying to suppress his irritable mood.

"Did he ever bother you?"

"That's not true."

Lin Yiran shook his head, "He is quite nice, and he also knew how to give me candied plums as a greeting gift."

Pursing his lips, a trace of jealousy surged in Mu Qingmo's heart.

"He bought you candied plums?"

"yes."

"Stupid girl."

Raising his hand and knocking her forehead, Mu Qingmo said angrily: "You are not allowed to accept the things he gave you in the future, do you understand?

"Why?"

He knew it in his heart, but Lin still blinked and asked deliberately in a mischievous manner.

Momentarily choked by her question, a trace of uneasiness flashed across Mu Qingmo's face.

"There's no reason why. Anyway, just don't accept it in the future."

"oh."

After responding, Lin Yiran felt a little disappointed when he didn't hear the answer he expected.

With a slight cough, Mu Qingmo lowered his head slightly, looking at Lin Yiran with downcast eyes, his voice softened unconsciously.

"Young girl, listen to my advice and be careful about that Pan Yijing in the future. Do you hear me?"

"oh."

Lin Yiran nodded, "I understand."

"Believe me, that Pan Yijing must have no good intentions."

"Be sure to lock the door at all times and don't let him in."

Frowning, before Lin Yiran could speak, Mu Qingmo changed his words temporarily.

"Forget it, just in case, you better not live here."

"Yiran, how about I find you a new apartment?"

"ah?"

She couldn't digest Mu Qingmo's words for a while.

"Brother Qingmo, this isn't that serious, is it?"

"How not?"

Mu Qingmo glared at her, "Anyway, this Pan Yijing is not a good person, you should be wary of him first."

"If something happens, I won't worry if I'm not with you."

"I...I'll just lock the door."

Lin Yiran continued: "And Pan Yijing really hasn't disturbed me in the recent period. It's just a matter of getting along with neighbors. It's really nothing."

Pursing his lips slightly, Mu Qingmo couldn't listen to these words now.

Raising his eyebrows, an idea came to Mu Qingmo's mind.

"Yiran, it happens to be a long holiday these days, so why don't you come and stay at my house for a while."

"Go to your home?"

Lin was still a little frightened, "Why should I go to your house if you are fine?"

"I don't trust you alone."

Mu Qingmo's tone was a little nervous: "I can't be by your side, so I will inevitably overthink it."

"It's better that you just go and stay at my house these days. On the one hand, I don't worry about you. On the other hand, you can also talk to the old man and just come to my house to play in these few days."

Biting her lip, Lin Yiran saw a trace of struggle in his eyes.

"But...if I go directly to your house, will it disturb Grandpa Mu too much?"

"how come?"

Mu Qingmo raised his voice: "Didn't you live in my house for a while before? Your room has been cleaned regularly by the servants."

"Just come here with your luggage, so I can rest assured."

"All right."

He raised his head and smiled. Lin Yiran's eyebrows were curved and he looked particularly charming.

"Then I'll trouble Brother Qingmo."

With his heart throbbing slightly, Mu Qingmo coughed uncomfortably: "It doesn't matter. You go and clean up first. I'll wait for you here."

"There's water in the refrigerator, you can just go get it."

"Well, go ahead."

Sitting down on the sofa, Mu Qingmo looked at this small and cozy house, and couldn't help but feel a slight ripple in his heart.

In the future...he and she will also have such a warm and comfortable house.

Two people in one house, three meals and four seasons.

This kind of life is what Mu Qingmo longs for most.

After Lin Yiran reluctantly packed his luggage, he walked out of the bedroom and saw Mu Qingmo sitting blankly on the sofa, wondering what he was thinking.

Slowly walking over, Lin Yiran patted him on the shoulder: "Brother Qingmo, what are you thinking about?"