Chapter 524: The right dating model

Chapter 524: Correct Love Mode
After dinner, the mother and daughter were going to take a walk outside the garden, Huo Xiwen's cell phone suddenly rang.
Looking at the caller ID, Fu Mujun called.
Seeing this name, Huo Xiwen had another ripple in his heart.
These days she was worried only for Chen Hangzhuo, and she almost forgot the existence of Fu Mujun.
Seeing this call now, she seemed to wake up suddenly from her dream. A voice was telling her, don't think about Chen Hangzhuo anymore, you should love Fu Muzhen.
Thinking of this, her mood suddenly improved, and she connected the phone and put it in her ear: "Hey ..."
"I haven't come to you these days, how are you doing?" Fu Mujun's voice asked over the phone.
"Good, How about you?"
"I'm fine too, but I miss you a bit. Can I see you tonight?" The other asked.
"Tonight?" His invitations always come so suddenly, which surprises her a little.
"What? You have an appointment?" The other side asked her instead of agreeing to see her for the first time.
"No, yes, what time shall we meet?" Huo Xiwen asked.
"I'm in the city center now, go to your side, about twenty minutes. I will dress you up for half an hour, and we will meet at half past seven." Fu Mujun said.
"Okay, see you later." Huo Xiwen said, hung up the phone, and finally a smile appeared on his face.
Seeing her daughter answer the phone, Mrs. Huo seemed to be in a better mood, and could not help asking: "Going out?"
"Um." Huo Xiwen said as he walked into the room.
"Have a good time." Mrs. Huo took it for granted that the call was made by Chen Hangzhuo, so she didn't ask much, only smiled.
"I may come back later, don't wait for me, rest yourself." When Huo Xiwen said this, people had already entered the room.
I went upstairs to wash my face, changed my clothes, and put on a light makeup. The whole person looked much better. I put on high heels and looked at the time, which was almost seven thirty.
Go downstairs, walk to the door, and see that Fu Mujun's car has stopped at the side of the road.
After seeing her coming out, Fu Mujun got out of the car and opened the door for her. When she got into the co-driver, she went around the driver's seat door and opened the door to get in.
Starting the car, Huo Xiwen looked at Fu Mujun's side face, and a voice in her heart told her: "This is the man you really love inside."
"Are you busy these days?" The two were sitting in the car like this, the atmosphere was a bit cold, and Huo Xiwen began to chat.
"Um." Fu Mujun responded.
"No wonder ..." Huo Xiwen nodded.
"No wonder?" He asked back.
"No wonder you haven't contacted me." She made her fall in love with others.
After hearing this, Fu Mujun laughed, and then said, "I didn't think you really wanted to see me."
"How could that be?" If he didn't always treat her like a kite, how could she be half-hearted and accidentally take Chen Hangzhuo's words?
"It seems you want me to come to you," he said.
Huo Xiwen did not say yes, but did not deny it.
"I'm not looking for you, you can find me." Fu Mujun said again.
"Really? But you are so busy every day, I'm afraid I will disturb you."
"No matter how busy it is to see you," Fu Mujun glanced at her, and said warmly.
Hearing this in Huo Xiwen's ears was very ironing and comfortable.
Sure enough, this is the correct way of getting along with people who like each other. She and Chen Hangzhuo can only be called the ghosts of the moment.
"Fu Mujun, thank you," she said.
"Thank me? Thanks me?" Fu Mujun thought her thank you was inexplicable.
"Thank you for being in my life." And it was so timely. If he didn't show up, maybe he is still entangled in Chen Hangzhuo's whirlpool, and I don't know what to do.
Fu Mujun heard the words and smiled, but Huo Xiwen didn't know that the danger hidden behind his smile was enough to destroy her.
"Where are we going now?" Huo Xiwen asked as his car drove all the way forward.
"Do you remember the fat man who played mahjong with me last time? He opened a bar and opened it today, letting me go over it. I don't like that kind of occasion, but you are by my side, I think I will not be so boring "Fu Mujun said.
"It turned out that you came to me today to let me relieve you." Huo Xiwen said with a look of amazement.
"Wrong, because of you, even on boring occasions, I will not feel bored." Fu Mujun corrected.
Huo Xiwen was more satisfied with this answer, so he laughed involuntarily.
When they arrived at the bar door, they saw a row of handsome men and women standing at the door, begging the guests to enter.
The huge music is deafening, although it is still too early, but probably because of opening, so many guests have already arrived and are walking inside.
Fu Mujun parked the car and opened the door for Huo Xiwen. Huo Xiwen took his hand and walked in.
I just arrived at the door, and I saw a fat man holding a cigar in his mouth. When he came out, the fat man saw Fu Mujun and immediately smiled. "Fu, you are here. Come on, come on, please. I have reserved it for you. For the best seats, I have invited a lot of stars tonight to make sure you have fun. "
Fu Mujun smiled. "It doesn't matter if I'm not happy. The important thing is to make Miss Huo happy."
The fat man noticed Huo Xiwen next to him and nodded again and again: "Miss Huo, we have met again."
Huo Xiwen had resistance to the fat man. Before Qi Luo's death, she notified the police. However, she could not bring the fat man to justice because of insufficient evidence, which made him still at ease.
However, now that she is Fu Mujun's companion, in the face of Fu Mujun, she still has to entertain, so she only nodded slightly towards the fat man.
The fat man then diligently led them to the best card seat in the bar to sit down, and he sat beside him, ordered people to have a fine wine, and poured wine for them.
Fu Mujun said at this time: "Okay, you don't need to stay with us and go and greet your guests."
The fat man was very savvy. When he saw Fu Mujun rushing away, he immediately understood what was going on. He smiled and retreated.
Fu Mujun picked up his glass and handed it to Huo Xiwen: "Taste his wine here."
Huo Xiwen took the wine glass, touched the glass with him, took a sip, and immediately frowned.
"Why? It's not good?" Fu Mujun couldn't help but look at her expression.
Huo Xiwen shook his head: "Maybe I'm not used to this whisky."
"That's right, this wine is relatively strong and not suitable for you." Fu Mujun said, raising his hand to call the waiter, and ordered a bottle of red wine.