The woman dressed sexy and provocatively, with a pair of bare chopstick legs in the winter, stopped in front of them with a smile.

Ruan Youan unconsciously glanced at himself and then fell into deep thought.

Are you really not afraid of cold legs?

It's too scary.

The woman asked delicately: "Are you husband and wife? If not, can you add your contact information?"

Mu Juanchen looked cold and dignified, with snow falling on his shoulders, and was about to refuse.

Ruan Youan next to her opened her eyes expressionlessly, looking at the sexy woman in front of her, gritting her teeth in anger.

It seems that they are not husband and wife, and no matter how you contact them, you cannot add them!

So she twitched her head, stood in front of the man angrily, and blurted out: "He is my dad!"

Before Mu Juanchen even uttered the word "yes", he heard the girl's harsh words, and her voice got stuck in her throat. It didn't mean that she said it at once, and it didn't mean that she didn't say it.

The woman they were chatting with looked at them in disbelief, her voice almost breaking even as she said, "What?!"

The words had already been spoken, and Ruan Youan could only bite the bullet and continue: "My dad is already married, so I don't want to add WeChat."

Mu Juanchen: "..."

The girl was wearing a pink down jacket, with thin and thin legs, black boots, and a scarf wrapped around her face. She had a pure appearance and childish eyes. She was a high school student, so there was nothing wrong with her, but the man next to her.
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Becoming a dad so early?!

The woman had a complicated expression and glanced at Mu Juanchen: "I'm sorry."

Then he turned around and left, complaining to his best friend on WeChat.

[I met a very handsome guy today, and there was a little girl next to him.]

My best friend replied: [Come on, maybe you’re not the right person.]

[Already rushed, that little girl is his daughter.]

Best friend:【……】

[It really doesn’t work. You can’t be his wife. Be his son-in-law and kidnap his daughter!]

After the woman left, Ruan Youan felt guilty and did not dare to look at Mu Juanchen. She covered half of her face with a scarf and walked forward silently, as if she knew she had done something wrong and did not say a word.

Mu Juanchen expressionlessly grabbed her hat and pulled her to her side.

Ruan You'an was grabbed by the back of Destiny's neck and had to retreat to the man: "Don't pull, don't pull, save some face for me."

Mu Juanchen groaned and said casually: "How can I save face if I teach my daughter a lesson?"

Ruan Youan raised her head pitifully, her eyelashes curled like a doll: "Am I not helping you?"

"Help me?"

"Yes, I helped you cut off the peach blossoms. If you don't thank me, forget it, but you still pull my hat." Ruan You'an complained in a low voice, "You are going too far."

The light of snow reflected in the man's eyes, his side face was cold and white and noble. He leaned over slowly under the streetlight and stared at her: "I heard someone spread rumors about my married status. I wonder who my future wife will be?"

Ruan You'an thought he was still angry, so she deliberately mocked herself and said dullly: "I don't know who my mother is either."

Mu Juanchen sighed and rubbed her head: "Can you be smarter?"

"Why am I not smart anymore!" Ruan You Anyou was questioned, her eyes widened, staring at him angrily, her cheeks bulging, surrounded by a white scarf.

"You are smarter, smarter than me." Mu Junchen coaxed the hairy girl and walked with her on the dimly lit street.

"Humph!" Ruan You'an turned her head proudly.

The man has a slender figure and is wearing a black coat. His back is cold and ascetic in the heavy snow. He is noble and has no warmth. It is an out-of-reach picture, full of a sense of story.

At that moment, he laughed softly. The light of the street lamp fell on the side of the face, the silhouette was clear and delicate, and the arc of the eyelashes caught the shadow of the light.

He looked down at her, and his deep voice floated in the cold wind, blurring a bit of tenderness. The last note raised a long, soft smile with a bit of tiredness: "Little fool."

As the cold wind howled, Ruan You'an was sulking alone, but she still heard those three words clearly. She threw herself on Mu Juanchen angrily, and said in a fierce and delicate voice: "Who are you talking about? Say it again!"
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Mu Juanchen caught the girl steadily and held her in his arms: "I said...my cat."

Ruan You'an could feel the vibration in his chest when he spoke, every word fell on her ears, and snowflakes fell on her body. She smelled the smell on the man's clothes, as if it had just rained in the forest, it was crisp, clean, and breathable.

With a slight coolness.

She was held in someone's arms, and his breath was overwhelming.

and heartbeat.

"Who...who is your cat? Don't call girls stupid! Do you know?"

"Okay."

"If you dare to say that I will break your legs again, girls are so smart!"

The noisy sound spread far away on the snowy night, and two shadows fell on the ground, overlapping countless times.

The shadows held hands together.

The old street lamp grandfather looked at everything with a smile.

Snowflakes danced and fell in the light, and the ground was white.

…

After Xu Gaoyi arrived in Yuncheng, he hastily found a hotel to stay in and asked where Ruan Youan was filming.

It’s just that from the beginning to now, not a single Reuters picture has appeared in the movie.

Song Jin is always like this when filming, guarding all aspects and not showing the slightest trace.

Xu Gaoyi has been looking for it for several days and is extremely irritable.

I received a call from Zhao Yun today, with a sinister tone: "How dare you come to me?!"

If Zhao Yun hadn't stabilized Zhao Meng, he would never be like this, a lost dog!

Zhao Yun was filming in the crew with great glory.

...Wait.

Crew?

Zhao Yun said on the other side of the phone: "If I don't look for you, what will you do?"

…

Ruan Youan took Mu Juanchen to an abandoned overpass. This place was a bit desolate, with no people and no lights. Under the bridge was the frozen river.

Looking into the distance, you can have a panoramic view of the prosperity of this city, with its bright lights and endless hustle and bustle.

Facing the overpass is a towering building, and the big screen above is playing an advertisement for a certain beer.

"It looks great here!" The girl stood on the bridge, holding the railing with both hands, looking back at him, and shouted unscrupulously, her voice echoing in the wind for a long time.

"Good-looking." Mu Juanchen walked to her side.

Ruan Youan is planning to propose here today.

Success or failure depends on this!

Her heart was pounding nervously, and she stared straight at the big screen across the bridge. She mentally reviewed the entire plan and checked the time on her phone.

Eight twenty-nine.

The abandoned overpass was deserted, and the ground was covered with white snow. There were only the footprints of the two of them walking over, deep and shallow.
Chapter completed!