she fell from the galaxy

Early the next morning, Zhu Wuyou made breakfast early.

There were chickens and ducks on the table, and it was obvious that Zhu Wuyou put a lot of effort into it.

Zhu Wuyou was serious about taking care of the couple upstairs, and it was not in vain that she would get up at four or five in the morning and mess around in the kitchen.

Just after seven o'clock, there was movement in the upstairs room.

After the two of them came to the table, their faces couldn't get any better.

Zhu Wuyou drank porridge, ate boiled eggs and fried dumplings as if nothing had happened, without even glancing at them.

She is not their exclusive cook, does not want to please them, and does not accept any ratings.

Mo Sihan's face darkened, and it was a sign of anger: "Zhu Wuyou, did you do it on purpose?"

Zhu Wuyou chewed the food in his mouth and smiled: "President Mo and Ms. Su are not satisfied with the breakfast I made?"

Su Lan's complexion changed, and she insinuated: "Zhu Wuyou, what do you mean by letting me eat saliva chicken early in the morning?"

Zhu Wuyou explained with a smile: "The literal meaning is a chicken drowned in saliva, which is most suitable for Miss Su to eat. Please feel free to understand the specific connotation."

Zhu Wuyou clearly scolded Su Lan as a pheasant, so she should be scolded by thousands of people.

"You..." Su Lan tugged at Mo Sihan's sleeve and said aggrievedly, "Sihan, look at her!"

Mo Sihan said angrily: "Zhu Wuyou, you haven't learned the lesson from yesterday, have you? Don't point fingers and scold Huai there."

The smile lines on Zhu Wuyou's mouth deepened, and he moved the stewed duck in front of Mo Sihan: "I'm afraid that you guys were exhausted last night, so I specially made something good to supplement you! Don't make too much think."

Mo Sihan pinched Zhu Wuyou's wrist, and said angrily, "Zhu Wuyou, I will ask someone to give you a menu for three meals a day, and you will follow the menu from now on. If you can't do it well, you don't want to eat. .”

Zhu Wuyou withdrew his hand, and curled his mouth: "It doesn't matter if I eat or not, if the child is hungry, I guess grandma will ask you to settle the score. At that time, it's hard to say where Miss Su will go, Miss Su What do you say?"

Su Lan felt aggrieved in her heart, and even more so on her face.

Mo Sihan's cold eyes fell on Zhu Wuyou: "You dare to threaten me with grandma?"

Zhu Wuyou stared back at him viciously: "If you have the ability, don't let me give birth to you! Miss Su is fair, beautiful, and has long legs. Let her give you a baby."

Su Lan's fists were clenched tightly, and she gritted her teeth with hatred.

She didn't know how envious Zhu Wuyou was of being able to bear Mo Sihan's child.She can only look at a lover who cannot be touched. For her, what is it but irony?
In a rage, Mo Sihan lifted the table and threw the bowl, making a mess on the ground.After that, he dragged Su Lan out of the room angrily.

As soon as he got in the car, Mo Sihan received a WeChat message: [There are no bowls at home, so hurry up if you want to buy. 】

Mo Sihan narrowed his pupils slightly, and the anger that had been suppressed with great difficulty surged up again: "Zhu Wuyou!"

These exquisite dinner plates are all imported limited editions purchased by Mo Sihan from abroad, and they are expensive. At this rate, no matter how many dishes there are, they won't be enough for two people to throw.

Su Lan said with an aggrieved face: "Si Han, after Zhu Wuyou gave birth to a child, will you really drive her away?"

"Su Lan, it's grandma's intention to let her have a baby. I know you've been wronged by making you wait for me, but I also have my own difficulties..."

Su Lan covered his mouth with her hand: "Stop talking, I understand."

Mo Sihan grabbed her hand and crossed his fingers with her: "En."

It was approaching eight o'clock, Su Lan stepped on her high heels and came home first, Zhu Wuyou was sitting on the sofa watching TV.

Seeing that the dining table was empty, Su Lan smiled contemptuously: "Fortunately, I have the foresight to eat outside. Zhu Wuyou, a useless woman like you is only worthy of being a yellow-faced woman at home. I guess you go For a meal in a restaurant, you still have to ask a man to ask for money? I didn't say you wished you Wuyou, a person like you is not worthy of Mo Sihan at all."

Zhu Wuyou didn't care about what she was saying at all, her eyes seemed to be attracted by a magnet, and they were fixed on a certain picture on the TV, and she couldn't move away.

Su Lan followed her gaze, and a smug smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Is my latest wedding catwalk show a success? Zhu Wuyou, this is the gap between me and you, one sky and one earth."

Zhu Wuyou pointed to a set of clothes on the model and asked her: "Su Lan, did you design this wedding dress?"

"Of course I designed it, could it be you?" Su Lan introduced arrogantly, "This wedding dress is my award-winning work in the wedding dress design competition, and my master R Jie even praised me for this work The design is very good. Zhu Wuyou, do you know who R Jie is? He is a famous designer in the field of wedding dress design."

"R Jie is your master?"

Su Lan pursed her red lips, nodded and said, "That's right. R Jie accepted me as an apprentice when he returned to China this time."

Zhu Wuyou stared at Su Lan and asked her: "Su Lan, let me ask you, is this design manuscript really designed by you?"

"I designed it myself."

Zhu Wuyou sneered, seeing blood for a while: "No, Mo Sihan gave it to you, right?"

A trace of surprise flashed in Su Lan's eyes, and she denied it flatly, "Zhu Wuyou, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Zhu Wuyou laughed back angrily: "I also know that the name of this work is "Cicada Slough", am I right?"

"Zhu Wuyou, how did you know?" Su Lan looked at her in shock, her face turning blue and white in a strange way.

Zhu Wuyou told her loudly angrily: "Because I designed this design manuscript."

"impossible!"

"Su Lan, so you are nothing more than that!" Zhu Wuyou taunted her and dismissed her.

Seeing that she was about to leave, Su Lan grabbed her and continued to pester her: "Don't leave, Zhu Wuyou, you made it clear to me!"

Zhu Wuyou violently pulled her hand away, and said with contempt in her eyes: "Su Lan, Mo Sihan is a thief, then you are a liar, what a cutting-edge design star, you are a big liar who can only steal and copy! Jie is sad, accepting an apprentice like you, you are a disgrace to this industry!"

"Shut up!" An exasperated Su Lan grabbed Zhu Wuyou's hair and shouted, "Zhu Wuyou! See if I don't tear your mouth apart!"

Without showing any weakness, Zhu Wuyou also grabbed her hair, and the two of them wrestled together in an instant.

"stop!"

When Mo Sihan entered the room, the scene he saw was two women pulling each other's hair.

Mo Sihan rushed in and pulled the two of them apart, and asked loudly, "What's the matter with you two? Especially you, Zhu Wuyou, can you fight in your current situation?"

"Why can't I fight?" Zhu Wuyou said bitterly with sore eyes, "You mean I can only be beaten but not fight back?"

When the two of them started fighting just now, Su Lan deliberately bumped Zhu Wuyou's stomach a few times, and she still has a dull pain in her stomach.Now Mo Sihan is fine, he comes over to accuse her indiscriminately.

Mo Sihan roared: "Zhu Wuyou, you are pregnant!"

Zhu Wuyou smiled indifferently: "You know I'm pregnant, so your girlfriend deliberately bumped into my stomach just now."

Mo Sihan's eyes glanced at Su Lan coldly, Su Lan hastily explained to him wronged: "Si Han, she was the one who bullied me, so she hit me first."

Zhu Wuyou reminded her: "Miss Su, there is surveillance in the room, if you bite someone, you will be slapped in the face."

Su Lan remained silent for a while.

Mo Sihan made a rough guess, and quickly changed the subject: "What happened?"

Zhu Wuyou stared at Mo Sihan with a sudden poison in his pupils, and asked him: "Mo Sihan, you stole my design manuscript. In order to make your girlfriend a design star, you are dignified Mo Sihan. You don’t even want your face anymore, do you?”

Mo Sihan frowned, and a dispensable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Zhu Wuyou, what can you do to me if I took it away? I just want you to accomplish nothing and let you be trampled under my feet for the rest of your life." .”

Zhu Wuyou slapped him hard with all his strength: "Bastard!"

One side of Mo Sihan's face was numb, and he raised his hand and slapped her back: "If I hadn't taken care of the child in your belly, Zhu Wuyou would have died by my hands today."

Mo Sihan's slap just now wasn't too heavy, it was a bit harder than before.

But Zhu Wuyou still felt the pain, the pain made her face turn pale, her limbs go weak, and tears kept pouring out.

"ask for it."

"Ah..." Su Lan was crying and fussing with a ball of hair in her hand: "Si Han, look!"

Bai Lianhua is showing off her acting skills again, dare her hair is hair, and Zhu Wuyou's hair is a wig?

There was a chill in Mo Sihan's eyes, he turned around and took a pair of scissors and rushed over angrily.

Immediately afterwards, he held Zhu Wuyou down with brute force, pulled her hair and cut it randomly, and the broken hair on the ground was scattered all over the floor.

"Let me go!" Zhu Wuyou cursed heartbreakingly, "Mo Sihan, I won't let you go!"

Seeing Mo Sihan help her vent her anger, Su Lan finally felt at ease.

When Zhu Wuyou looked away, he happened to meet Su Lan's gloating face and Mo Sihan's cannibalistic face.

After a long time, the anger in Mo Sihan's eyes faded, and he let go of Zhu Wuyou, and asked her condescendingly, "Would you dare next time?"

Zhu Wuyou, with disheveled hair, sat on the ground in embarrassment, tears falling like raindrops.She bit her lips tightly to prevent herself from crying. At this moment, her hatred reached the extreme.

Seeing her like this, Mo Sihan inexplicably felt a little self-blame: just now he was impulsive and completely lost his mind.

The room fell silent instantly, and the atmosphere became awkward for a while.

Su Lan pretended to persuade: "Si Han, let's just forget about it this time."

Forget it?

"Go to hell, Mo Sihan!"

Zhu Wuyou picked up the scissors on the ground, and stabbed fiercely at Mo Sihan's chest.

Seeing the scissors reach his chest, Mo Sihan's eyes panicked, and he subconsciously stretched out his palm to block it. The sharp scissors pierced into his hand, and immediately blood was dripping, which was shocking.

Everyone present was stunned by this scene, and Zhu Wuyou was also frightened by his actions, and sat on the ground in a daze.

Su Lan was so frightened that she was at a loss and kept screaming around Mo Sihan, "Ah! What should I do? Sihan, are you alright?"

Mo Sihan frowned, and said with a pale face, "Su Lan, keep calm! Call 120."

"Oh, oh." Su Lan took out her phone, her hands trembling all the time.

Until Mo Sihan was sent to the hospital, Zhu Wuyou was still sitting on the ground, curled up into a ball.