Mu Jiahong did not doubt that he was there, but thought that it was "Ai Anqing" who persuaded Ai's father and Ai's mother to approve the direct.
He felt that although he had suffered, what he had planned finally got what he wanted, so he expressed his gratitude to "Ai Anqing".
Anqing's attitude was very considerate: "Xiao Ai, I know you have sacrificed a lot for me.
Don't worry, you can go back to my hometown with me this time to meet my parents.
I will propose marriage later."
"Ai Anqing" didn't dare to say what Ai's father said.
He just bit his lip and said, "It depends on whether your family treats me well.
If not, I won't follow you."
"How could it be bad?
How could you be willing to follow me?"
Mu Jiahong said in a pretentious manner, completely forgetting that he had not cleaned up for many days and was very haggard, so when he made these movements, not only was he not chic, but he was a little Obscene.
"Ai Anqing" looked at Mu Jiahong like this, a hint of impatience and boredom flashed in his eyes, but he still smiled and said: "Go back and pack your things, and then we will set off, otherwise my parents will feel sorry for me and won't agree anymore."
In fact, Mu Jiahong knew about the things in the newspaper.
After all, in an era like this, it can be said that a man's romance is the sentiment of a talented man, while a woman's romance is considered inferior.
"Ai Anqing" is afraid that if Mu Jiahong finds out about the newspaper and has other ideas in his mind, he will have no way out.
When the time comes, Ai's father and Ai's mother will not calm down.
Ai's family cannot go back, and she doesn't bring much money.
Life will be very difficult.
As for her real home, she can only...
Without any suspicion, Mu Jiahong believed "Ai Anqing" and took her back to his rented house.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw An Qing standing at the door.
"Ai Anqing" recognized An Qing's identity the moment she saw An Qing.
After all, An Qing's face was too similar to Ai's mother.
She looked at An Qing blankly with a pale face.
For a long time, he yelled at Mu Jiahong: "Who is this and why is she here?"
"Ai Anqing" screamed like a madman.
"She, she was taken in by my parents in my hometown.
She was asked to take care of me and take care of my life."
Mu Jiahong was afraid that things would change, so he did not tell the truth, but winked at An Qing and said lied.
"I don't like her.
Since she was adopted by your parents, let's take her back to your hometown and let her stay with your parents."
"Ai Anqing" realized that her emotions just now were a little too excited, so she tried to take a deep breath.
After taking a breath, he calmed down.
"This is good, it just allows her to take care of us all the way, and it saves trouble."
Mu Jiahong was afraid that things would change at this time, so how could he refute what "Ai Anqing" said, not to mention that he had the same plan in his heart.
"I'm going to pack my things.
We'll catch the car tonight and set off.
I'm anxious to marry you."
Mu Jiahong, who was afraid of long nights and sleepy nights, said with a smile.
"Well, you go pack your things now."
"Ai Anqing" was also eager to make Anqing disappear in Linsheng immediately, so naturally he would not object to Mu Jiahong's proposal.
Mu Jiahong returned to his bedroom and found that everything in it had been cleaned up, but he searched around and couldn't find the rest of his money.
He quickly called An Qing in secretly: "You cleaned me up."
"Things?"
Mu Jiahong frowned and pressed.
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"It's not me, it's Wu Ma.
She left before, then came back once, and then left again.
She was very fierce, and I didn't dare to ask."
An Qing bit her lip and said timidly, her head lowered. tgt ttrgt: