Warm marriage to the bone, the president's wife is ruthless

Chapter 873 Are you moving here?

"Mu Qingqing, what are you doing here?" Mo Liancheng raised his voice in astonishment.

The scene in front of him really made Mo Liancheng speechless. Mu Qingqing was rolling up her arms and sleeves and leading a few workers to discuss the construction plan in the backyard of the villa. The original beige fence had also been demolished.Mu Qingqing's nose picked up a lot of dust somewhere, and she looked like a messy cat.

Seeing Mo Liancheng coming out of the house, Mu Qingqing jumped up excitedly, and naturally grabbed Mo Liancheng's wrist, and dragged him into the courtyard.

"You came just in time. You said we should put a swing chair here, or on the other side of the pool?"

"you……"

Just when Mo Liancheng opened his mouth, Mu Qingqing interrupted him. Obviously, Mo Liancheng didn't really intend to answer Mu Qingqing's nonsensical question, but was just astonished at the inexplicable things in front of him. what's the situation.

"I think it should be placed here. The swing chair is very suitable for this big locust tree. There is shade here, and the natural parasol is also good!" Mu Qingqing looked very excited, just like the old days. Mu Qingqing in the movie is completely different.This change is like a rebirth.

If Mo Liancheng was not aware of Mu Qingqing's family background, I'm afraid he couldn't help but wonder if this Mu Qingqing in front of him is the Mu Qingqing he knew before.

While speaking, Mu Qingqing quickly pulled her hand out of Mo Liancheng's wrist, walked up to the worker in a blink of an eye, pointed to the big locust tree, and said, "I discussed with my husband, We're still going to put the swing chair here."

"Understood." The master worker concentrated on taking notes, writing down all of Mu Qingqing's requirements.

"However, I still plan to have a white swing chair. When the time comes, you can choose the one and send me the picture. It doesn't matter if it's Japanese or European. You can figure it out."

Mo Liancheng couldn't take it anymore, he always hated having a bunch of crowded decorations in the yard, but most men still like the minimalist style, especially Mo Liancheng, who bears the brunt of it.

"Stop it all, who will allow you to move my yard casually!" Mo Liancheng's tone was cold, coupled with the facial features that were frightening at first glance, it made several workers listen to him in no time. They all looked at each other and kept looking at Mu Qingqing.

"It's your wife... who asked us to come..." the foreman said timidly, with a look of embarrassment.

Mo Liancheng took two steps forward, stuffed his hands into his pockets indifferently, "Get out!"

"This..." After all, the foreman took Mu Qingqing's money, with a troubled look on his face.

Mu Qingqing gritted her teeth, but she put away her temper that was about to explode in an instant, and turned around to comfort the workers, "Everyone don't listen to him, keep working, and do everything as I say."

"Remember, I am the one who pays you. If you are not satisfied at all, I will definitely not pay you the balance!"

"But your husband doesn't seem to be very satisfied. Would you like to discuss the decision again?" The foreman was also a little worried that the whole thing would become more and more chaotic in the end, so he asked a few words to make sure.

Mu Qingqing pursed her lips with an evil smile, and deliberately raised her voice and said, "Don't pay attention to him, he has a temper tantrum during menopause, just tell me what's going on. I have the final say in this family, and it's useless for him to stop him."

With Mu Qingqing's reassurance, the foremen let go and started to work.

"Who are you talking about menopause? Mu Qingqing, are you tired of living?" Mo Liancheng grabbed Mu Qingqing and reprimanded him angrily.

"Who told you to meddle in your own business, just stay aside!"

"You stop for me!"

Mo Liancheng sternly called out to Mu Qingqing, who was about to sneak away, grabbed her forearm with his backhand, and pulled hard, Mu Qingqing was carried over like a kitten, "Mu Qingqing , shouldn't you give me an explanation, what is the trouble?"

"Why do you want to renovate my yard, have you got my consent!"

Mu Qingqing was waiting for Mo Liancheng's words, and she herself was really tired from standing on the "steps", her back was aching, the more she didn't know how to speak the most perfect words, the more difficult it was to speak.

"Your yard here is lifeless, and it makes people feel bad. You can bear it, but I can't. At least the place where I live must be pleasing to the eye and comfortable."

"Where do you live? Please, this is my house." Mo Liancheng's attitude seemed a little deliberate indifference, but the more intentional it was, the more the two of them were pulled together unconsciously.

Mu Qingqing blinked at Mo Liancheng, and said with a smile, "You're right, no one intends to rob you of the house, but I want to live in your house, there's nothing wrong with that!"

As she said that, Mu Qingqing deliberately pointed to a large suitcase in the living room, stretched out her hand as if she wanted to shake hands with Mo Liancheng, and smiled evilly, "We live under the same roof again, nice to meet you Nice to meet you..."

Mo Liancheng raised his hand, patted Mu Qingqing's palm, frowned and said, "You want to move here?"

Mu Qingqing nodded, with an innocent and lovely look on her face, which was quite different from her previous painting style.

"No, you are not welcome here!" After saying that, Mo Liancheng walked from the door of the courtyard to the living room, reached out to get Mu Qingqing's luggage, and pushed it towards the door.

But Mu Qingqing felt a burst of sarcasm, grabbed her luggage and shouted, "Uncle Tang, where are you, Uncle Tang!"

After a while, Tang Butler, who heard someone yelling, came out of the kitchen wearing an apron. When he saw that the young lady had returned, he was very excited.

"Uncle Tang, you are here, help me get my luggage up!"

Although Mo Liancheng was moved in his heart, his face was still tense, without even a smile, "Mu Qingqing, do you really have a heart! Are you insane!"

Taking advantage of Mo Liancheng's letting go, Mu Qingqing pushed the luggage to Uncle Tang. Butler Tang seemed to be deaf, and quickly took the luggage to the bedroom on the second floor regardless of Mo Liancheng's order.

"Whether you have a heart or not, you will know if you dig it out and have a look!"

Mu Qingqing deliberately made a face at Mo Liancheng, stretched her waist in a smug manner, and said lazily, "I'm so exhausted, I want to go up and take a shower!"

"I warn you, you are not allowed to interfere with the affairs in the yard, you have no part to speak!"

After finishing speaking, under Mo Liancheng's astonished and angry eyes, Mu Qingqing turned around and went upstairs as if nothing had happened.

(End of this chapter)