Domineering Love: The Third Uncle Falls in Love with the Little Wife

Mu Sijing didn't expect that just arguing with Mu Yichen about who should inherit and manage the company, he would become the center of gossip in the family, and everyone would come to make fun of him after dinner, ah - irritable.

So after eating, he didn't care what other people said, he threw down the bowl and ran to the studio.

In the past, he and Mu Siwen shared a studio, but because of inconvenience, they divided Nuo Da's studio into two, each occupying one room.And usually they would not be disturbed when they were drawing, but now they gave him a good hiding space.

The matter of the company was not discussed in the end, but no matter what, he really didn't want to inherit that company.Mu Siwen is afraid that he has no interest in the company. Now he can only hope that the two parents can figure out that they will have another one.

After sitting in the studio for a long time, looking at his own works on the wall, the feeling of becoming angry from embarrassment gradually receded.

He opened the drawing board and clamped a piece of sketch paper on it, took out a pencil from the pen holder, watched the rest of the lively scene in the afternoon outside the window, and began to outline on the paper stroke by stroke.

The only way he can think of now to avoid inheriting the family property is to become an excellent painter!
He drew on the paper stroke by stroke, and the golden color outside the window was gradually laid out by him on this simple paper.

The empty sky, the luxuriant uncle, the promenade decorated with violets, the swaying chairs under the porch, and a figure lounging in the chair.

The figure is a bit thin, lying on the chair like a lazy cat, quietly, but if she is sober, she might go to the room or go to the sky...

Looking at the figure that was simply outlined, Mu Sijing's mind "broke" and he hurriedly crumpled up the half-drawn manuscript paper and threw it on the ground casually.

"I'm afraid I took the wrong medicine today, or I was mad at Comrade Mu Yichen and went crazy!" Mu Sijing muttered a few words of reasoning, lying on the bay window of the studio and looking out of the window, his thoughts couldn't help but far away...

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"Hey, who the hell is that Xiao Li?" Tu Anan has been ordered not to do this since she was pregnant, and to be in a panic every day. Finally, there is a gossip that can make her happy. Xia Yatong was chattering.

"I don't know," Xia Yatong really didn't know much about the two children's classmates.

"We've known each other since kindergarten, you say you don't know?"

"All of their classes are promoted from kindergarten..."

"..." Tu Anan was a little skeptical seeing Xia Yatong like this, "According to them, we should have a pretty good relationship with this child, so why didn't you mention it at home?"

"No," Xia Yatong shook her head, "Have you heard it?"

Tu Anan recalled it. Speaking of which, they have lived next door for more than a year. The three children go to and from school together. She seems to have never heard of it, but "Then why..."

It happened that Mu Siwen and Ji Jiayue passed by the living room without knowing where they were going, and Tu Anan called to stop them, "That Kuang Xiaoli is really a couple with your brother?"

Mu Siwen thought for a while, and frowned slightly, "I don't know, brother never said."

"Oh, that's for sure!" Ji Jiayue patted Mu Siwen, "At school, that person followed Mu Sijing back and forth, and Mu Sijing was so gentle when talking to her..."

"Do you know what gentleness is?" Tu An'an interrupted Ji Jiayue's opening of the train, but then laughed again, "So this Xiao Li is at least a little different."

Is it different?Mu Siwen recalled it for a while, but his brother seemed to talk like that with everyone else.However, Xiao Li is gentle, cute and good-looking. The key point is that they have played with each other since they were young. If they can be sisters-in-law, it would be great.

"That's it," Ji Jiayue began to complain, "When he talks to me, he looks like a dinosaur that can explode at any time! I've seen him talk to that guy named Xiao Li several times, but he's a gentleman! Pass me a bottle of water. The cap was unscrewed, and the water handed to Si Wen did not even unscrew the cap!"

"Pfft," Tu Anan mocked her daughter unceremoniously, "Siwen is softer and can talk to you well. Look at your age, which one doesn't talk to you like a dinosaur that can breathe fire at any time?"

"...huh" Tu Anan blocked her for a while, snorted, turned her head and pulled Mu Siwen away.

Xia Yatong looked at Ji Jiayue's arrogant back, and seemed to say to Tu An'an, "Didn't you say that you don't care about the child's personality, why do you always choke with her, be careful that one day you will really choke and ignore you. "

"No way," Tu Anan raised the corners of her eyes, "That's all that this little girl doesn't remember. However, I'm really interested in this girl named Xiao Li."

"That being said, I also want to know which one it is." Xia Yatong suddenly remembered something, and said, "Wait a minute, I remember their primary school graduation photos are in the study room, I'll look for them."

The elementary school graduation photo was only taken last month, and it didn't take long for Xia Yatong to show up with the group photo, and Tu Anan couldn't wait to say, "Come and see, what kind of fairy does he look like, so that Sijing can't wait to see her?" thinking about it."

The two put the group photo on the table, searched for the names one by one, and finally found the three characters "Kuang Xiaoli" on the far right of the middle row, "Hey, here, here..."

Turning the name to the front, the gossip heroine at noon finally revealed her true colors.

"Hey, it's no wonder that Sijing always praises her beauty. Don't say, this little nose and mouth is really pleasing to the eye." Tu An'an looked at the girl in school uniform with a bright smile on her face, "Look, just now Well, I just stood in front of Si Jing, ha, I feel quite CP."

"Hey, it's her," Xia Yatong recognized the girl at a glance, "I met her last time when I went to their school, she was quite an interesting girl, but I was in a hurry and didn't have time to ask her name .”

"yes……"

"Wait a little longer, I don't know where they can go..."

-

Ji Jiayue took Mu Siwen to her own studio, because the children lived together, and the painting class of the two of them never stopped. When they were painting, she had nothing to do, so she simply followed her. painting.

She has been studying for a short time, and she may not have much talent in this area, so her paintings have always been messy.

Fortunately, Ji Chenyi and Tu An'an didn't want him to become a master of painting or something, they just wanted to find a way for her to have fun and cultivate aesthetics, so there was no requirement.

But after all, there is class, and the other two will finish the homework left by the teacher seriously. She can't be too independent, but she can't always draw well.

Usually, whoever is free will come, in fact, more often, the three of them will finish her homework while playing, but today Mu Sijing was ridiculed and ran away, so she only brought Mu Siwen back.

When she arrived at the studio, she took out the half-drawn painting—ahem, an outline—and said, "Here, I really don't know how to draw this subject."

Mu Siwen looked at the lumps of black lumps on the drawing paper, and asked politely: "What is the theme of this homework?"

"'Sunny day', hey, here I am going to draw a sun, here is a meadow, here... Balabala." Ji Jiayue talked about her thoughts, and Mu Siwen looked at those black people with a headache. It's really hard to tell the difference between them.

"What about this lump?" Mu Siwen pointed to a black lump halfway up and down, with a long line underneath, as if he had drawn it several times, like a street lamp sticking in the sky, that lump It also takes up quite a lot of space.

"What kind of lump?" Ji Jiayue frowned and retorted, before explaining, "That's a kite, this one is the kite line, here I'm going to draw a person, he's flying a kite, how about it, isn't it bad. "

"Cough," Mu Siwen coughed lightly to cover up his embarrassment, and said unconscionably, "Well, it's okay, let's draw."

Ji Jiayue is also quite amazing. She is usually a monkey who can go to heaven and earth. Her face looks like it has been thickened in a steel pipe factory.

But when it comes to painting, she looks like a newlywed who just walked in the door, always showing a shy expression, and then looking at her bluntly.

"...Forget it, let's make a draft again first," Mu Siwen admitted that he knew that Ji Jiayue was just pretending to be pitiful, so he could only admit defeat.

"Yeah, it's still Awen who understands me," Ji Jiayue saw Mu Siwen pull out the piece of paper, and the piece of paper below started to act according to her just thought, and immediately became the monkey grandson who was about to turn the world upside down .

Sometimes Mu Siwen really doesn't understand Ji Jiayue, she can't help but ask while drawing: "Since you are not interested in painting, why do you still insist on learning?"

Ji Jiayue answered very quickly and took it for granted, "Because you are both studying, it would be boring if I don't study."

What kind of bad reason is this, Mu Siwen disagreed, "Can you learn something else you like?"

"But there doesn't seem to be anything you like?"

"What about the piano? Wouldn't it be great to learn piano with me?"

"But I don't like the piano either. My singing is out of tune and I don't have a sense of rhythm."

"……Seems to be……"

"Why don't you learn to dance?" Mu Siwen suddenly suggested.

"Ok?"

"Your body is more coordinated. When you practice martial arts, you can learn much faster than me. If you like sports, you might as well learn to dance. It's better than wasting time in the studio."

Ji Jiayue was silent for a moment, staring at Mu Siwen's hand, watching the ideas she had just formed on the paper little by little, and murmured: "But we are only together when we are learning to draw. ..."

Her voice was too low, and Mu Siwen didn't hear clearly, so he stopped what he was doing and asked, "Huh? What did you say?"

"Ah, it's nothing." Ji Jiayue waved her hands, the temperature of the air conditioner was quite low, but her face was a little red.

"Are you hot?" Mu Siwen wondered when he saw the little bit of red slowly rising on her face.

"Ah, yes, a little..." Ji Jiayue felt the temperature on her face, and raised her hand to fan the wind, "Probably, uh, the air conditioner is not working well, I'll go and adjust it."

As he spoke, he found the remote control of the air conditioner and directly lowered it by five degrees.