Mr. Xiao, can I borrow your wedding invitation?

Chapter 279 It's Impossible to Fall in Love with You
Qian Ke'er straightened her father's back. "Dad, you're right, but Mu Sha is my person. She's been with me since I was little. How about this, I'll take her back and avenge you, okay?"

Qian Huai'an doted on Qian Ke'er to an extreme degree, and now that his daughter wanted to take her away, he couldn't keep her there any longer.

"What are you still kneeling for, you dog slave? Come back with me right now!" Qian Ke'er cursed angrily and left with Mu Sha.

Musa, dragging her injured body, exchanged a silent glance with Qian Xingjie before turning around.

Seeing the person being taken away, Qian Xingjie breathed a sigh of relief.

If Mu Sha were really beaten to death here by Qian Huai'an, he would probably feel guilty.

"Even if this matter was caused by Musa, you can't escape responsibility. You're not allowed to participate in any of the Qian family's projects recently. Stay home and reflect on your actions!"

After Qian Huai'an finished speaking, he left with his hands behind his back.

"I will heed Father's teachings!" Qian Xingjie watched Qian Huai'an leave, then looked up again, his face full of sinister intent.

Those who escape death are sure to have good fortune in the future.

He was even prepared to be sent to hell by Qian Huai'an, but he never expected that Mu Sha would save him.

But what about herself?

Here.

"Snapped!"

As soon as she returned to her room, Qian Ke'er slapped Mu Sha across the face.

"Musa, how dare you! Just because you're one of my people, you dare to do whatever you want!"

Musa covered her face, lowered her eyelashes, and remained silent.

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. Even if you like my brother, you shouldn't do something so absurd. Aren't you always been smart? Getting rid of Jiang Rourou's child like this is tantamount to a fight to the death. What good will it do you?"

"Besides, what do you think my brother is? I just don't understand, what is it about him that you like? Can't you just like someone else?"

Qian Ke'er became more and more disappointed as she scolded him, "You... never mind, you'll pay the price for your actions sooner or later. You think that if you pay the price, my brother will give you a second glance? You're wrong, you're not his type at all!"
The last sentence struck a chord with Musa. She slowly tilted her head back, her eyes resolute, "I will not regret anything I have ever done!"

Qian Ke'er sat on the sofa and sneered at her, "Fine, I hope you won't regret it later!"

"Although I saved you, my dad is still angry. You can kneel outside until he calms down before you come in!"

"Yes!" Musa accepted the order and turned to walk outside.

Seeing her troubled by love, Qian Ke'er was furious, but wasn't she the same way herself?
When I opened my phone, Xiao Shen's profile picture on WeChat remained lifeless and motionless.

What does it matter? They're getting married in three days. Once they're husband and wife, everything will be alright. He's rejecting himself now because he doesn't understand himself and can't see his own strengths. There's plenty of time. He'll find that he's a thousand times, ten thousand times better than that Su Ying.

Boom—

In November, rain can come suddenly, carrying the chill of the season and filling the air with a biting cold.

Musa knelt upright on the ground, and even though she was soaked to the bone, the rain did not make her bend over.

The untreated wound, washed by the rain, kept oozing snowmelt, and soon the area around her kneeling was stained red.

Even though she was in excellent physical condition, she was about to give up. Her body was like a broken rose, swaying precariously in the wind and rain, as if she would fall at any moment.

Suddenly, a shadow fell. Musa slowly looked up and saw a pair of black leather shoes. Her gaze continued upward, and a black umbrella was held above her head, sheltering her from the wind and rain.

She chuckled, a bloody gash appearing on her parted lips. "Young Master!"

"Why are you helping me?" Qian Xingjie frowned, looking down at her with an air of superiority.

The scene that met his eyes stung painfully.

He couldn't understand why women slept with him—either for his money or his looks. What did Musa want?
Musa lowered her eyelids. "Young Master doesn't need to feel guilty, and I don't need Young Master to take responsibility for me!"

Qian Xingjie turned his face away and laughed, "You really think that by doing this, I'll fall in love with you out of gratitude? Mu Sha, love isn't like that. If you want, I can have you just like I have any other woman!"

Musa looked up, the wind and drizzle ruffling her short hair, some strands clinging to her face, making her smile all the more poignant. "Young Master, I don't care how noble my feelings are, but I won't stoop so low. I'm just doing what I want to do, as long as you're happy!"

"Enough!" Qian Xingjie roared, shedding his suave facade and revealing a fierce intensity. "You just want to pressure me, to force me to accept this favor so I'll remember you for life, is that it? Mu Sha, stop doing these childish things for me. I could never love you. As for what happened today, I'll find a way to make it up to you, but it's definitely not love. Remember that!"

He turned to leave, but after taking only a few steps, he suddenly turned back, took off his coat, and domineeringly draped it over Musa.

By the time Musa realized what was happening, Qian Xingjie had already disappeared.

In the drizzle, she looked at the dark coat on her shoulders, and a relieved smile slowly spread across her lips...

Haicheng.

After Qingyan and her son Xiaokai moved out, Su Wen suddenly felt that the room was empty, as if something was missing.

Especially when Su Ying wasn't home, he would watch TV alone, eat alone, and just space out by himself. He didn't even have anyone to talk to, let alone anyone to argue with.

Life is so boring. How come he never felt this way before?

Every time I close my eyes at night, I can't shake the image of Qingyan's mature and sexy face.

He didn't sleep a wink all night, and the next day he had dark circles under his eyes and was mercilessly mocked by Su Ying.

"Su Wen, why don't you find a girlfriend?"

Su Wen was eating when he heard this and choked, his face turning red.

"You're a girl and you don't even have a boyfriend, so why should I, as a man, be in such a hurry?"

"That's different. Who told you to be my older brother? I'll only consider it after you've settled down and started a family. Otherwise, look at other men. Which man your age is still single? Don't you envy other couples?"

Su Wen slammed his hand on the table and stood up. "Look at what you're saying, it's like I can't find one. Fine, I'll bring one for you to see tomorrow!"

Su Ying's scheme succeeded. "We'll see!"

As night falls, Haicheng is once again enveloped in its dazzling lights and vibrant nightlife.

As soon as Su Wen got out of the car, he saw a figure lurking suspiciously in front of his bar.

"why is it you again?"

Wang Zheng glanced at him disdainfully, snorted coldly, and then looked inside again, saying, "I'm looking for my wife, what's it to you!"

“Standing at the entrance of my bar, of course I can tell you what to do. Who knows what you’re up to here sneaking around? Get lost and don’t interfere with my business!” Su Wen said curtly. “Oh, by the way, what did you just shout? Wife? You’re divorced. Don’t keep insulting her reputation!”