Unforgiving Years

52

The fight in the house ended within a short period of time, and Mu Guocheng obviously didn't want to yell that all the servants knew about it.

When he walked out of the villa suffocated, Shen Huaixing was pushing Mu Xueyi to look at the flowers in the corner of the yard. When Mu Xueyi saw him, she bowed her head and greeted him obediently: "Dad."

Mu Guocheng looked at Mu Xueyi and sighed heavily.

He raised these two daughters, one was blinded by a woman, and the other looked half-dead and weak. This made him feel bored again.

But Mu Xueyi can still be a little better, at least her wings are not as hard as Mu Ruqing, and if she threatens with a little means, she can wagging her tail obediently on her side.

"Dad," Mu Xueyi smiled softly, and took out the purple clay pot bought at the auction from the paper bag in his arms, and raised her thin arms tremblingly, "This is for you."

Shen Huaixing echoed: "Uncle Mu, Xueyi told me a few days ago that she wanted to give you this gift. She had been at home for so many days, but today she begged me to take her out, just to buy this teapot and give it to you. you."

Reach out your hand not to hit a smiling person, let alone someone who smiles at you when you are angry. Mu Guocheng's breath stretched a little bit, walked over, and took the teapot from Mu Xueyi's hand.

Things that are not worth much, but they count as much.

Mu Guocheng: "You have a heart."

Mu Ruqing didn't know when she walked out, leaning against the door, and sneered at Mu Xueyi: "Yes, sister, I didn't see it, your tea atmosphere can be so heavy."

Mu Xueyi looked at Mu Ruqing, her eyes turned red all of a sudden, "Sister...I'm sorry, I don't know what happened. If I say something inappropriate, you can teach me something, it has nothing to do with Dad..."

Mu Ruqing gritted her teeth: "You--"

"Enough!" Mu Guocheng shouted, "What is the quarrel between the two sisters?" He hates iron and steel and looks at Mu Ruqing, "She is your sister. If you don't treat her well, you can do everything you want. Choke?"

Mu Ruqing laughed.

"Oh, Dad, this person has grown to twenty-nine years old, you are partial to her now, do you think she is willing to accept this affection?"

Mu Guocheng can't hear women talking about this kind of jealousy. The more you listen, the more annoying.

When Mu Ruqing was young, he coaxed the cute little girl. Now Mu Ruqing is about the same age as his mistress who is out of bread. As soon as Mu Ruqing speaks, he thinks of the women's tone of voice, and feels even more annoyed.

"You talk less, no one will take you as a dumb."

Mu Guocheng lowered his voice and scolded. After speaking, he shook his hand and left with a stomachache, and forbeared his temper to go to the company to deal with the dangerous hole made by Mu Ruqing.

Mu Ruqing's complexion was very ugly, and she wanted to get angry at Mu Xueyi, but Mu Xueyi gave him a teapot. Today's matter really has nothing to do with Mu Xueyi, she can't let out the fire.

Watching Mu Ruqing leave with a gloomy face, Mu Xueyi squeezed the teapot bag in her hand and smiled lightly.

Why hadn't she noticed that being a green tea is so cool?

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At dinner in the evening, Mu Guocheng did not go home, and Mu Ruqing did not go downstairs. The chef made a large table of dishes, and only Mu Xueyi came over to eat.