Clown
To have a wife like this, what more could a husband ask for? Qin Zhao muttered in his heart.
Yet just then, Jin Muyao suddenly stood up.
Her pretty face was full of joy.
He had come.
The person she had been longing for day and night had come.
Shen Wuxiao had really come.
At that moment, Shen Wuxiao was already walking toward the reception hall.
And he was leading a dog.
"Damn it, I almost drove the car into a ditch just now!"
Shen Wuxiao muttered under his breath.
He had forgotten about the roadblocks the Jin Family had set up on the way over.
The moment the car drove in, it had barreled straight toward the ditch.
The Jin Family's people appeared quickly as well and hurriedly led Shen Wuxiao inside.
They had been scared to death.
If the Shen Family's Young Master had driven his car into a ditch, they would all have been finished.
Never mind Shen Wuxiao—even Jin Muyao would not have let them off.
Several of Shen Wuxiao's subordinates followed behind him.
They kept their heads lowered.
How embarrassing.
The Young Master had insisted on driving himself and had even gone ahead of them.
They could have at least been allowed to scout the road. He had nearly driven into a ditch.
Shen Wuxiao had brought quite a lot of things.
And Shen Wuwei had come too.
He followed behind Shen Wuxiao, with two girls at his sides, though no one knew them.
In his hands, he carried several fine boxes, as though he were visiting relatives.
When they reached the villa entrance.
Shen Wuxiao handed the dog over to Xu Teng.
Then he carried the gifts inside.
The moment he entered, everyone inside rose to their feet.
Shen Wuxiao had arrived.
"Wuxiao!"