Mu Shao's Spicy Sweet Wife

"Yes, we did not know each other before." Lian Jing smiled calmly, "But since we decided to get married, no matter what the reason is, she is my wife. I have the responsibility to give her a wedding as perfect as possible. I hope Mr. Mu can help."

Mu Xingye's eyes were dark.When he and Shen Wei got married, there was no wedding ceremony, no ceremony, not even decent clothes and jewelry, so Shen Wei just carried the suitcase and happily went home with him.

Now, Lian Jing invited him to take Shen Wei to the wedding.

But he has already divorced Shen Wei.

Countless images of the past are overwhelmingly clear in my mind, and my thoughts are instantly chaotic.

"Ada." Mu Xingye lowered his eyelids slightly, suppressed his chaotic emotions, and shouted in a deep voice.

"Yes, President." Ada waited outside the door, and pushed the door open immediately upon hearing the sound.

"President Lian needs help with his wedding. You can arrange it for him." In a few seconds, Mu Xingye returned to his usual calm and capable manner. Ada, she will cooperate with you, goodbye."

At the end of the sentence, he twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, turned and left the meeting room.

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Mu." Lian Jing raised his brows as he watched Mu Xingye leave in a hurry.

When Mu Xingye returned to the office, the irritability he had suppressed surged all over his head. He tore off his tie sullenly, picked up the water on the table and took two sips.

The cold liquid slipped down the throat and into the chest cavity, but there was a bitter taste.

He frowned, put down the cup, and exhaled heavily.

He worked desperately, trying to fill up all the time and avoid thinking about her, but she was like air, lingering around him, lingering.

From the time she broke into his blank life with a strong posture, everything around her began to be closely related to her, pervasive.

Lian Jing's kindness to Su Yun, no matter because of family reasons or responsible people, is like a mirror, reflecting all the bad things he did to Shen Wei.

His heart was empty and uncomfortable, even in the past when he and Shen Wei quarreled every day, wishing to crush each other to death, his heart had never felt so uncomfortable like now.

Late at night, the master bedroom on the second floor of Heyuan.

Mu Xingye woke up again from a dream. He dreamed that he lost one of his hands. He was so anxious that his throat was so dry that it seemed to be on fire, but he couldn't make a sound.

As if feeling his uneasiness, under the dim light of the night lamp, Ze'an slightly twisted his small body and touched Mu Xingye's arm.

Mu Xingye felt the movement of the child, came back to his senses, and patted the child on the back to comfort him.

The harmonious light illuminates the child's fair face, long eyelashes, and lips that occasionally move when he is sleeping soundly. The vivid and vivid picture makes Mu Xingye's heart feel more at ease, as if his floating soul has finally come to an end. land.

He comforted the good child, got up and went downstairs to drink water.

It was already late at night, and Mu Xingye didn't turn on the lights in the kitchen. A few gleams of light fell from the night lights on the spiral staircase, illuminating the whole kitchen like a shadowy black hole. He didn't turn on the lights, and entered the kitchen by the light of the street lamp.

His throat seemed to be on fire. He opened the refrigerator to get a bottle of ice water, and when he looked up, he saw pickled green plums in a sealed jar in the refrigerator.
That was what he personally pickled for Shen Wei, to relieve her morning sickness and loss of appetite.

Later, Shen Wei gave birth prematurely, and the extra plums were kept in the refrigerator.
After being pickled for a long time, the plums have changed from crisp and plump green to shriveled dark brown, so ugly that even a glance makes one feel disgusted.

But Mu Xingye accidentally took it out, opened it, picked one up and put it in his mouth, the coolness spread in his mouth, with the sourness rushing to the top of his head, followed by a faint sweetness and fragrance, just like Shen Wei's body. smell.

Aunt Gui got up at night and heard rustling sounds from the kitchen, but she could only see a shadow of a person in the pitch black.She didn't turn on the light, but she was startled by the rustling sound. She boldly picked up the broom in the corner and fumbled over there, "Who, who's there?"

When she finished speaking, she fumbled to turn on the kitchen light.

When the bright light fell, Mu Xingye subconsciously turned his head to the side and closed his eyes, and waited until he got used to it before slowly opening them.

"Young master..."

Aunt Gui's hand holding the broom froze in mid-air, looking at the scarlet in Mu Xingye's eyes, she said anxiously after a long while: "Master, are you hungry? Let me cook you a bowl of noodles?"

In the past few days, Mu Xingye hardly ate anything. No matter how the kitchen changed its style, he always put down the bowl and chopsticks after a few mouthfuls.Although he didn't say anything, everyone could feel that Shen Wei's departure had a great impact on him.Only when facing the child, his expression softened a little.

The airtight jar was still open, and the sweet and sour smell of pickled green plums wafted into the air, stimulating one's taste buds, and Mu Xingye seemed to be really hungry.

His handsome eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his tone was light: "Are there any dumplings?"

He remembered that when he came back from the company one day, he saw Shen Wei and the servants busy in the kitchen, made a lot of dumplings, and said they would put them in the refrigerator, so they could cook them and eat them when they were hungry at night.

"Yes, I will cook for you right now." Hearing that he offered to eat, Mrs. Gui quickly put down the broom and started to boil water, "Master, please sit down for a while, it will be ready soon."

"Okay." Mu Xingye sat down in response, covered the sealed jar of pickled green plums, but instead of putting them back in the refrigerator, he hugged him in front of him, and when he finished eating the dumplings, he carried the sealed jar directly upstairs.

Aunt Gui opened her mouth looking at his back, but after all she just sighed and said nothing.

The next day, news of Mu Xingye's "sleepwalking" in the kitchen in the middle of the night reached Liu Cheng's ears, and he immediately reported the news to Mu Dengxun.

"In the past few days, everyone who has seen the young master is saying that he has lost weight and his mental state is not in a good state. Old man, it seems that the divorce has hit him hard. It seems that he treats young mistress I still have true feelings, but because of amnesia and lack of security in my heart, I acted so cruel and unreasonable."

Only when there is no substantive evidence, it is necessary to rely on these superficial judgments.

Mu Dengxun leaned back in the mahogany leather chair in the study, looked at the rain that had been raining intermittently for several days outside, and felt irritated for no reason, "Still can't get close?"

Liu Cheng shook his head helplessly, "Yes. Although the young master looked unhappy, he didn't anger the servant at all. I still didn't find a chance."

"If you don't find an opportunity, keep looking." Mu Dengxun's voice was dull, and the strength of holding the purple clay pot increased unconsciously, "There is no loophole, it only shows that he is not broken enough. The more cautious he is, the more it shows the problem Where. Since he is not broken enough, then you help him. Send someone to help Shen Wei find the child, but don't let Hoshino get any news, even Shen Wei's daily whereabouts, and let him know."

"Huh?" Liu Cheng was puzzled, and looked at Mu Dengxun with some doubts.

Since the divorce, Mu Xingye has never approached Shen Wei, and even the people in Heyuan consciously never mentioned the word Shen Wei.

"If he doesn't look for it, it doesn't mean he really doesn't want to look for it. He just hasn't seen his own heart clearly. When he finds out that this person has completely disappeared in his world, he will panic, be exposed, and show his flaws. Understand?"