Mu Shao, your wife is abusive

Chapter 1154 Don't you dance very willingly every time?

For Mu Feichi, everything about Yunxi is not trivial.

In order to cancel Yunxi's marriage contract that should be ignored, he went to great lengths, saying that he was asking Mr. Mu to come forward, but he really dragged Yunxi back to Mu's mansion early in the morning.

"Young Master Mu, it's fine if you go back. Why did you drag me? Besides, if you disturb the old man because of the marriage contract, they will definitely think that I am a beauty!"

"What's wrong with the beauty? I'm only discussing it with them carefully! If I'm impulsive, do I need to report to them?"

"But now you are not only going to slap the Jiang family in the face, but also bring the old man with you. Are you sure it's really okay?"

"You don't have to worry about it, I will take care of it properly. Go back to Mu's house, you just need to show grandma her legs, and leave the rest to me."

"Why do I have the feeling of jumping into a trap?"

"Baby, don't you dance very willingly every time I dig the hole?"

"That's because I'm stupid, I get caught every time!"

The longest road traveled is Mu Feichi's routine!

Mu Feichi squinted his eyes and smiled, rubbing her head with one free hand, eyes full of pampering.

He knew in his heart that with her ingenuity, if she wasn't really willing, she wouldn't be so easily hooked.

His little heart is a person with principles and bottom lines, and he will never compromise on things he doesn't want to.

When Mu Feichi returned to Mu's house, the butler received a call from the guard at the door early in the morning and waited at the door early.

"Young Master is back!" The butler stepped forward, took the gift box from Mu Feichi, turned his head to look at the figure who got off the passenger seat, and was so happy that he could barely close his mouth from ear to ear.

"The old lady is in the living room, the old man is in the study, young master, Miss Yun please!"

Mu Feichi nodded, and pulled Yun Xi into the room.

I have been to Mu's mansion a few times to treat the old lady's rheumatism in her legs. It has been more than half a year, and she has been studying with Yan Shuo and left the capital for more than three months. How is the old lady's leg recovering?

Stepping into the living room, Yun Xi immediately saw the old lady sitting on the sofa, Mu Chongli was not there, and Mu Chongli's second wife was sitting beside her.

Seeing Yun Xi coming, the old lady was very happy, so she beckoned to Yun Xi from afar to let her pass.

Mu Feichi stepped forward and said straight away: "Yunxi, you are here to chat with grandma, I have something to talk to grandpa about."

"Okay!" Yun Xi nodded, then turned to look at the loving old lady, and watched him go upstairs while checking the old lady's pulse.

In the study room on the second floor, the huge study room was filled with a faint fragrance of sandalwood. Mu Feichi stood at the door and knocked on the door. He didn't hear any response from the people inside, but only heard the Beijing Opera accent coming from the inside.

He raised his hand and opened the door to go in, glanced at the old man who was sitting on the rocking chair on the balcony with his eyes closed and listening to the music, then he pursed his lips and walked forward.

The table next to the rocking chair was admiring a Chinese chess game that was not yet finished. He pulled the chair beside him and sat down. He looked down at the chessboard, picked up the jade chess and moved it on the board. position, the originally deadlocked situation suddenly became clear.

Hearing the sound, the old man slowly opened his eyes, the paper fan in his hand stopped, and his awe-inspiring eyes fell on his precious grandson.

Even though he is old and has withdrawn from the arena of intrigue and deceit, Feng Shuang can still vaguely see the majesty once unique to those in power belonging to the aristocratic family.

"Grandpa." Mu Feichi sat upright, and called him lightly.

The old man snorted softly, sat up straight and looked at the glued chessboard on the table, and the turbulent situation rushed towards him.

As always, it was still the style of his precious grandson who acted vigorously and resolutely.

(End of this chapter)