Mu Qingying's Regret: He... Got Married

Xu Mu could more or less guess Lu Xueyao's thoughts at this point.

To put it bluntly, she wanted him to help and act as a substitute for her parents. She didn't want her grandma to go.

She was afraid that her grandma would embarrass her.

Just as Xu Mu was about to call and give her a piece of his mind, he found that Lu Xueyao had sent another message.

"We have classes at eight in the morning, and the parents' meeting is at nine. It's not convenient for my grandma to take the bus. I want you to find someone to send my grandma to school."

Lu Xueyao sent another long string of words.

After reading this, Xu Mu nodded slightly. He had misjudged her.

Sure enough, Lu Xueyao had grown up.

At this time, Ye Tong saw that Xu Mu didn't attack her, so she poked her pretty face out again.

"What's going on?"

Ye Tong noticed that Xu Mu was looking at his phone.

"It's a classmate of Ye Yu. She wants me to do her a favor tomorrow."

Xu Mu didn't hide it and directly handed his phone to Ye Tong.

Ye Tong took a brief look and nodded slightly. "Anyway, you're going there tomorrow. You can just take her grandma with you."

"That's exactly what I'm thinking."

Xu Mu sent a message and then put his phone down. "Okay, let's get back to business now."

...

Early the next morning.

Xu Mu first sent a message to Meng Wanyue, telling her that he had a parents' meeting and would go to the company later.

After that, he set off for the urban village where Lu Xueyao lived.

He arrived there at only 7:30, and Lu Xueyao was waiting at the door.

When she saw Xu Mu get out of the car, Lu Xueyao quickly ran over and wrapped her arm around Xu Mu's. "Brother Xu Mu."

"Take me to see your grandma."

Xu Mu was holding a fruit basket in his hand. "Many stores weren't open early in the morning, so I just bought some fruits casually."

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"Brother Xu Mu, you're here to help me, but you still brought a gift."

There was full of gratitude on Lu Xueyao's face.

"I can't go to see your grandma empty - handed for the first time." Xu Mu patted Lu Xueyao on the head.

Lu Xueyao's home was on the first floor of this shabby residential area.

The door was already open. After walking in, one could see at a glance the neatly stacked cardboard boxes in the corner.

The cardboard boxes had been unpacked and stacked one on top of another.

The other things in the house were quite old - fashioned, probably dating back to more than a decade ago.

However, it was kept very clean.

"Are you Xu Mu, the one Xueyao mentioned?"

An old woman with white hair, wearing a dark red top and black trousers, asked with a smile on her face.

"Hello, Grandma."

Xu Mu sized up the woman. She was probably in her sixties or seventies, with many wrinkles on her face and a slight hunchback.

He put the fruit basket on the table beside him and waved to Lu Xueyao. "Go to school quickly. Don't be late."

"Okay."

Lu Xueyao nodded with a smile and then quickly left with her schoolbag on her back.

"Come and sit down. It's actually us troubling you, but you still brought fruits." Wang Xiuzhen walked slowly with small steps and smiled at Xu Mu.

Xu Mu wasn't polite and sat down on the shabby sofa.

He really admired these older - generation people. Even though they had difficulty moving, they still went out to pick up trash to earn money.

"You should be Xueyao's boyfriend, right?" Wang Xiuzhen also slowly sat down.

Xu Mu just smiled and neither confirmed nor denied it.

"Xueyao has obviously changed a lot recently. She smiles more. I really have to thank you."

Wang Xiuzhen sized up Xu Mu. He was really tall and handsome. No wonder Lu Xueyao liked him.

"Xueyao is a good girl." Xu Mu said softly.

"Yes, it's a pity that her father had a short life and passed away early."

As Wang Xiuzhen said this, tears welled up in her eyes. "You must treat her well in the future. I, an old woman, don't care about those formalities. We don't ask for anything here. I don't have many years to live anyway, and you don't need to support me in the future."

"Grandma, don't say that. You're in such good spirits. You'll definitely live a long life."

Xu Mu didn't want her to be too sad, so he smiled and said, "Xueyao's children are still counting on you to take care of them."

"Hahaha." Wang Xiuzhen laughed.

...

The two of them chatted here until almost nine o'clock, and then Xu Mu helped Wang Xiuzhen into the car.

Looking at the Cadillac Escalade parked by the roadside, she couldn't help but exclaim, "This car is so big! Is it very expensive?"

"It's not expensive. It's only about a hundred thousand."

Xu Mu let Wang Xiuzhen sit in the back row and then drove towards the school.

When they arrived, they found that the place was full of cars. Most of them were ordinary vehicles.

But there were also quite a few luxury cars. As the capital city of Jiangbei Province, there were still many rich people in Jiangshi.

Xu Mu parked the car, immediately got out, and helped Wang Xiuzhen out of the car.

The two of them walked into the school together.

At this time, there were special people in the school to guide the parents. They were asked to line up according to their children's classes.

Xu Mu remembered that Lu Xueyao was in Class 2 and took Wang Xiuzhen to the position of Class 2.

"Brother Xu Mu! Grandma!"

Just then, Lu Xueyao ran over from the crowd not far away.

Seeing that Xu Mu had been helping her grandma all the way, she was even more sure that she hadn't misjudged the person.

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"You're here just in time. I was afraid that we'd get separated and Grandma wouldn't be able to find the place later."

Xu Mu patted Lu Xueyao on the shoulder.

"I'll take Grandma back to the class later." Lu Xueyao looked up with a big smile.

Wang Xiuzhen saw everything. Her granddaughter had smiled more in these few days than in the previous few years combined.

Xu Mu nodded and then went to the position of Class 1.

After that, he followed the guide and walked towards the classroom of Class 1.

"Parents of Class 1 students, I'm Ms. Mu, the head teacher of Class 1. Please enter the class in an orderly manner. There are the names of the children on the desks."

Just then, a woman in a uniform with the buttons on her chest straining tightly, looking amiable, appeared in front of everyone.

Many of the male parents around were stunned. They thought a celebrity had come.

Xu Mu stared at the woman in front of him in disbelief.

It was actually Mu Qingying?

Wasn't she a music teacher?

But thinking about it carefully, in this day and age, there were indeed many teachers of physical education, music, and art acting as head teachers.

After all, these teachers had also graduated from normal universities.

Mu Qingying also noticed Xu Mu. For some reason, she panicked and quickly looked away.

She still remembered the previous kidnapping clearly, especially the way Xu Mu had faced death fearlessly to save her.

Recently, whenever she closed her eyes, Xu Mu's figure would appear in her mind.

Xu Mu followed the others into the class and saw the name Ye Yu on the desk in the second row by the corridor.

After sitting down, he sized up the others around him and found that he was the youngest one there.

Mu Qingying was standing on the podium at this time. She looked down at the seating chart and found that Xu Mu was sitting in Ye Yu's seat.

Ye Yu had specifically told her that she currently had only one immediate family member, her sister.

Her sister had just gotten married and was very busy with work. The parent who came this time was her sister's husband.

She was afraid that Mu Qingying would misunderstand and think that she had casually found a young man to fool the teacher.

So, Xu Mu was Ye Yu's brother - in - law.

He... was married?

Mu Qingying didn't know why, but she was a little absent - minded. No wonder Xu Mu had kept his distance from her before. It turned out that he had secretly gotten married.

But why had he still risked his life to save her a few days ago?

Mu Qingying clenched her fists. She didn't know what was going on in her heart. Anyway, she was very annoyed.

It felt as if her own things had been snatched away by others.

"Teacher, why aren't you speaking?"

A female parent below reminded.

Looking at the looks in the eyes of those male parents around, she felt disgusted. She had even specially dressed up before coming, but all the limelight had been stolen by the teacher.

"Oh, sorry. The head teacher of Class One is on maternity leave, and I'm temporarily taking over. My name is Mu Qingying."

Mu Qingying placed her phone on the podium. She had written the speech earlier.

"Is the parent of Ye Yu here?"

As soon as Mu Qingying said a single sentence, she felt a bit awkward. Why did the start involve an interaction with Xu Mu?

"I'm here."

Xu Mu showed a faint smile and looked at Mu Qingying with clear eyes, without a single trace of impure thoughts.

Mu Qingying glanced at Xu Mu and then recalled his elegant manner when playing the piano.

A flash of regret even crossed her mind.

Even she couldn't believe that she would have such a thought.

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