Quick Travel: Sweet Pet Script from God

"So that's it." Chi Qing was heartbroken.

If he hadn't turned around at that time, something might have happened to both of them. As they were blood relatives, Mu Cihuai subconsciously thought of saving his brother first.

Mu Cihuai thought so, and Mu Cichen thought so too. If he had been in the driver's seat at that time, he would have chosen to save his brother.

So he always felt ashamed of his brother. If there was only one person in the car, or if he was not sitting in the passenger seat, the situation might be better.

Mu Cihuai rubbed Chi Qing's little head and said with a smile: "It's all over, and it's almost gone, right?"

Chi Qing lay on Mu Cihuai's shoulder, "Don't get hurt again, you are mine now."

The slightly domineering words made Mu Cihuai couldn't help laughing. He didn't hate it, but liked it very much.

This let him know that Chi Qing cared about him.

"Well, it's yours."

The two set off two days later. Chi Qing simply packed some clothes and skin care products. If he needed anything, he could just go and buy it.

Early that morning, Mu Cihuai and Chi Qing rushed to the airport and sat in the VIP waiting room of the airport, waiting for their flight.

Chi Qing took a vlog with her mobile phone, pinched a macaron and ate it.

"I thought that when the president of a company like Hua Ting goes on a business trip, he needs to charter a private jet."

Mu Cihuai put down the financial magazine in his hand and said, "If you want it, it's not impossible."

With that serious look on her face, Chi Qing felt that if she nodded now, Mu Cihuai would go to the airline to inquire about the charter flight in the next second.

Although it is not a charter flight, it is still a luxury flight, and there is everything you need to eat, drink, and have fun on the plane.

Chi Qing was watching a movie with her iPad in her arms, enjoying snacks and drinks, and didn't pay any attention to Mu Ci's resentful face next to her.

"Alas." Mu Cihuai sighed, but Chi Qing ignored him.

Then he rubbed his legs pretending to be uncomfortable, and Chi Qing's eyes shifted from the iPad to him.

"What's wrong with A Huai? Is your leg uncomfortable?"

Chi Qing's face was full of anxiety, which made Mu Cihuai feel a little embarrassed.

"Ahem, it's nothing serious. It's just that you're at a high altitude, so it's normal to feel a little uncomfortable."

Chi Qing stretched out his hand to rub it and said uneasily, "If you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me."

Mu Cihuai nodded unnaturally, carried Chi Qing over, and placed the iPad on the small table in front of the two of them to watch a movie together.

As soon as the two landed in H City, they rushed to the nearest styling studio without stopping. There was a charity party that evening that Mu Cihuai had to attend, and Chi Qing also had to attend as a female companion.

Mu Cihuai's style was relatively simple. She put on a decent suit and had a fluffy and natural hairstyle.

As soon as he came out, Chi Qing came up to him and said, "Ah Huai, your hair style is quite handsome."

Mu Cihuai's usual hairstyle has bangs, and Chi Qing rarely sees him showing his forehead.

"Do you like it, Qingqing?"

"Like it."

"Well, then give the stylist a salary increase." Mu Cihuai said with a suppressed smile.

Chi Qing wanted to praise her a few more times, and her stylist also rushed over.

"Mrs. Mu, please come here to do makeup and hair."

The stylist wore very avant-garde clothes. Chi Qing blinked, suddenly worried about his aesthetics.

There is also the title of Mrs. Mu, which always feels like calling her old.

Chi Qing frowned slightly, which was caught by Mu Cihuai.

"Let's call her Miss Chi. My wife is not old enough to call me Mrs."

The stylist understood and said, "Miss Chi, please come this way."

Chi Qing kissed Mu Cihuai while no one was paying attention, and then Shi Shiran walked to the mirror.

Her dress tonight was a light purple backless fishtail skirt, which just enough outlined her perfect figure.

The stylist said enviously while applying foundation: "Miss Chi, your skin is so good, you can't see any pores."

Chi Qing smiled slightly and nodded reservedly, "Thank you for the compliment."

The makeup went on quickly and the effect was pretty good.

Chi Qing mentally punished himself for despising the stylist, and planned to ask Mu Cihuai to give him a tip later.

While she was wandering, she suddenly caught a glimpse of the hairstylist in the mirror, about to cut the scissors into the middle of her hair.

Chi Qing was so shocked that he reached out to take his hair from the hairstylist's hand, "What are you going to do? Cut it without asking?"

Had she been a little later, half of her hair would have been gone.

Mu Cihuai happened to come in from outside and heard Chi Qing's scolding.

He knew that Chi Qing cherished his hair and liked long hair. He only trimmed the ends of his hair every day.

"Don't be angry, let's find another hairstylist."

The hairstylist disagreed and said, "Miss, your style will look better overall with medium-length hair with layers."

Chi Qing laughed angrily. Is it the most important thing to look good with it?

"Then why don't you ask the customer first if he wants to cut it?"

"Oh, Miss Chi, I, a senior hairstylist, can still ruin someone's hair style."

Seeing that he had no regrets, Mu Cihuai directly asked the manager to come over.

"Mr. Mu, you are looking for me, what happened?" Manager Li nodded and bowed, and said flatteringly.

"Take this hairstylist out and get another one."

With a light word, Manager Li instantly understood what he meant.

A self-righteous person will eventually pay the price for his arrogance.

The hairstylist wanted to make a few excuses, but Manager Li covered his mouth and took him out.

Just kidding, give him eight CEOs who dare not mess with Huating.

Finally, Manager Li sent another hairstylist over, a lovely girl.

In a few moments, he made a braid for Chi Qing and tied it up behind his head.

Some broken hair was curled around her cheeks, making her look even more delicate and cute.

Chi Qing put on his formal clothes and spun around in front of Mu Cihuai.

"Does it look good?"

"It looks good." It would be better if the back was not exposed.

Mu Cihuai sighed inwardly. Although he was a little jealous, he still didn't want to spoil her fun.

The two of them ate something to fill their stomachs, and soon it was time for the charity party to start.

The party was organized by the Li family, a family friend of the Mu family.

The relationship between the parents was very good, and Mu Cihuai gave enough face to attend in person.

"Xiaohuai, are you here?" Li Yihua, the current head of the Li family, walked up and patted Mu Cihuai's shoulder familiarly.

"Uncle Li, long time no see."

"Okay, is your father okay? I can't leave now. I haven't seen that old guy for a long time."

Li Yihua's face was full of nostalgia. He only has one son, who is still an old man. He is still studying and cannot support a group. He still has to work hard.

"My father is doing well, and he said he would come to see you in a few days."

"Okay, okay, this is my niece-in-law. She is so beautiful and a perfect match."

Mu Cihuai nodded with a gentle smile, "Yes, this is my wife, Chi Qing."

"When will the wedding be held? My dear, there is no news about such a big event."

"I'm in a hurry and want to get a spot. I'll definitely send you an invitation first when the wedding date is set."

"Okay, uncle, I'll be waiting. Come in and sit down. I'm going to greet the others too."

"Uncle, walk slowly."

The two watched Li Yihua go away before walking to their positions.