President, my wife has returned to her mother's house

Chapter 33 Sleepover
Wen Hua looked at him, "What did you promise me on the phone just two weeks ago? Are you worthy of my mother now that something like this happens?"

There was determination in Wen Yousui's dark eyes. He said to her calmly without a trace of panic: "Dad, no, you believe me."

"Your taste is really bad." Wen Hua sneered lightly, "You can deal with it yourself. There is absolutely no way that any woman in the Wen family can live in this house. I will never agree to it."

Unexpectedly, she would encounter the bloody plot that only appeared on TV, so she flew back to Lucheng in a fit of anger, dragging her luggage.

At 08:30 in the evening, the window was already black.

Her stomach growled unsatisfactorily before she remembered that she hadn't eaten dinner yet. Wen Hua stroked her stomach and endured it, took out a compressed biscuit from her bag and ate it.

There seemed to be no sign that anyone else had lived in his house, and there definitely wasn't anything to eat.

And she was too embarrassed to bother him.

Thinking about his inexplicable indifference during the final period, she felt even worse. She might as well endure it and go out to buy food tomorrow.

After eating the compressed biscuits, her hunger was not so strong. She lay on the soft bed for a while and looked sideways at the clock on the wall, which read nine o'clock.

Take a shower and go to sleep. You won't feel hungry when you fall asleep.

She got out of bed and opened her suitcase. She took out her bathrobe and was about to go to the bathroom when there was a knock on the door.

When he opened the door, Xi Mo was dressed in home clothes, with cotton slippers on his feet and a lazy expression on his face.

"Didn't you look at your phone?" he said.

Wen Hua: "Huh?"

"have you eaten?"

"not yet……"

"There are ingredients in the refrigerator in the kitchen downstairs."

After that he left again.

She paused for two seconds and looked at her phone, only to find that he had sent a message on WeChat 10 minutes ago.

【Have you got a meal yet? 】

Since there were ingredients in the kitchen, she decided to support herself. Although she didn't know how to cook many dishes, she could still cook simple noodles.

After dinner, she restored the kitchen to its original state and quietly returned to her room.

Because the villa was too deserted and she didn't know where he lived, Wen Hua was afraid of breaking the silence and acted cautiously.

After returning to the room, she opened the small lock.

The next day, she went downstairs to make breakfast, sent a message to him to remember to eat, and then went out.

Looking at the bowl of noodles and two golden fried eggs in the kitchen, Xi Mo's eyes paused slightly. During the surveillance, she left the house without her luggage. She must be looking for a part-time job.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, when she came back, Xi Mo was watching TV in the hall. The temperature in the villa was constant. He only wore a loose, thin gray sweater, which was of good quality, because the frigid style of the villa made him look elegant and elegant.

She gave him a slight greeting and went upstairs.

The distant atmosphere between the two was not a one-sided problem. Wen Hua was still angry at his previous two rude indifferences. He didn't like her, and she didn't want to care about him.

If she had no other choice yesterday, she wouldn't want to borrow money from him in such a humble manner, but he did help her anyway, so she is very conflicted now.

After having dinner outside, she never went downstairs again.

Today she was running around looking for a part-time job. Her calves hurt from walking but she still couldn't find a suitable one. She fell asleep quickly after a tiring day.

The next morning I went out as usual.

She lived a carefree life before. She didn't know that it was so difficult to find a part-time job. Others would not use her because she was an underage girl.

Unable to find a part-time job, she returned to the villa a little discouraged.

Xi Mo was not in the hall today, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

When I was about to go upstairs, I heard a faint sound from the innermost part of the first floor.

She was slightly suspicious and listened for a while. It seemed to be the voice of a kitten.

The cry was weak and pitiful.

Following the sound, she found that there were many rooms in the corridor on the first floor. The cat's meowing stopped, and she couldn't find its location for a while.

Continuing to move forward, the kitten meowed again.

Wen Hua opened a white door and found a small orange cat under the blinds in the house, looking up at the window with its little head open.

It seems that he accidentally broke in and was trapped in the room.

Holding it in her arms, Wen Hua gently smoothed its fur.

It is so small, like a one-month-old baby. It weighs nothing when held. It has bright eyes and is very well-behaved.

"Little guy, where is your mother? Are you lost?"

"Meow--" the little milk cat meowed softly, as if in response.

Wen Hua felt her heart melt.

However, there are no neighbors around Xi Mo's house, so where did it come from?
It seems that if you want to help it find its owner, you have to ask him for help.

As soon as I left the room with the little cat in my arms, I met Xi Mo.

He lowered his eyes and glanced at the person coming out of the chess and card room.

A trace of uneasiness flashed across Wen Hua's face, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to break into your room... I heard some noises here, a kitten's meowing, and I just thought... "..." She swallowed and said softly: "I didn't move anything."

Looking at the caution on her face, Xi Mo thought of the last time he ridiculed her in the office and moved his thin lips, "Why are you nervous?"

She put the milk cat into his arms and said, "Please help it find its owner."

After saying that, he left and was stopped by him.

"The cat you picked up doesn't care about anything?"

Wen Hua looked at him in a daze, her dark eyebrows clear and clear, less soft than before.

He shoved the kitten to her, "Feed it something."

"Oh."

In the hall, Wen Hua fed the kitten spoonfuls, while Xi Mo sat on the other side of the sofa and watched TV.

Except for the sound of the television, the room was silent.

Ten minutes later, the kitten was full. When she was about to go to the kitchen to wash the dishes, the person on the sofa asked nonchalantly, "Have you had dinner?"

She stopped in her tracks, "Eat."

Looking at the person leaning on the sofa, she responded slowly and said, "Have you not eaten yet?"

Xi Mo didn't respond.

That is not eaten.

Thinking of being under someone else's care, Wen Hua bit her lip and said, "I'm not good at cooking. If you don't mind, I'll cook you a bowl of noodles?"

He most likely wouldn't answer, and without waiting for his reply, she walked into the kitchen.

Ten minutes later, a bowl of golden egg noodles was placed in front of him.

Xi Mo tasted it and it tasted good.

I don't know how good her cooking skills are, but she is good at cooking noodles.

After cooking noodles for him, Wen Hua didn't want to stay here in embarrassment anymore. She was thinking about what to say and wanted to go upstairs. Before she could speak, Wen Hua spoke again.

"Have you found a part-time job?"

"No." She lowered her eyes, "They don't want to be underage. I'll look for them tomorrow."

Xi Mo asked nonchalantly: "Running away from home?"

Wen Hua lowered her head and stroked the kitten. Her voice was low, as if she was mocking herself, but also a little lonely, "Maybe I won't even have a home in the future."

Gathering her emotions, she stood up with the kitten in her arms, "It's getting dark today. Let's find an owner for it tomorrow. Can I take it to sleep with it?"

Xi Mo nodded, silently agreeing.

(End of this chapter)