Famous family warm marriage: black-bellied husband can't afford to offend

Chapter 214 Saying No (1)

The moon and stars were sparse, and the magnificent Huo Family Manor was shrouded in a layer of mystery by the night.

backyard restaurant -

Mu Ge was propping the tabletop with one hand and holding noodles with chopsticks in the other. There were all kinds of delicious side dishes in front of her, but she didn't have much appetite, and she glanced towards the stairs from time to time.

After they were called by their grandfather, Huo Yichen was called upstairs to the study, while she was left in the living room.Grandpa even asked Mother Dong to make something for her to eat.

He was just ahead, so he didn't have time to eat, and things happened one after another, and it was almost ten o'clock.

Mama Dong was still with her in the living room. If it was the past, the people in the backyard would be going to rest at this time.

"Dong Ma, you go to rest now, and I'll clean up after dinner." Mu Geunge said to Dong Ma, who was opposite her, withdrew her gaze upstairs.

Mama Dong refused, "It's okay, Mama Dong is not tired now."

How can I not be tired, decades of biological clock is suddenly broken, the feeling is indescribable.

Mu Geange knew that if she kept her face, she would continue to keep it with her.

I had no choice but to put aside all my thoughts for the time being, and focus on solving the food in front of me first.

When Huo Yichen came down, she had just finished eating noodles and was walking around the living room to digest.

I was a little surprised to see him come down, but quickly calmed down, and stood there quietly waiting for him to come.

Seeing that the old man was not behind him, his eyes gradually darkened a little.

Huo Yichen went over, put his hands in his trouser pockets, said nothing, stood still in front of her, lowered his head slightly and asked, "Go back?"

Mu Geunge nodded, looked past him and looked at the empty stairs, and said to Mama Dong who had not gone to rest before leaving: "Mama Dong, we are going back first, please tell Grandpa."

Mama Dong nodded, she was already holding a small box in her hand, and handed the contents to Mu Geunge, "There are pastries that the third young master likes to eat here, let the third young master eat some when we go back."

"Okay." Taking the food box, Mu Zhenge looked at the man standing looking out of the window who seemed to be in a trance.

He seems to be in a trance today.

"Let's go." Coming in front of him, Mu Geunge tightened the food box in his hand.

The car was parked in the front yard, so the two had to go there.

Upstairs, Huo Zhenting stood in front of the window, looking at the unclear figure under the corridor lamp, holding a cane in both hands, with a deep expression on his face.

The main house was still brightly lit, and the servants were still busy, but Huo Weiming and Huo Weiqin's family were not seen, only the servants kept saying hello when they saw them.

The man in front of him just walked forward as if he didn't see anything, and Mu Geunge responded with a masked smile.

If they came from the backyard, the two of them would still say hello to Huo Zhenting when they left, but he didn't mean that at all to the main house.

Straight through the living room, came to the car, went to open the passenger door for her, waited for her to get in the car, then closed it and returned to the driver's seat.

He really didn't like it here, so he drove away from Huo's old house without stopping.

All the way in silence, his mood was far worse than before he came here, his lips were slightly pursed, as if he was holding back something.

Mu Geunge hugged the food box, as if all her sustenance existed in it.

She didn't ask what was the relationship between her and Bailimeng?She didn't ask her grandfather what he told him to go up and say?
As if everything had nothing to do with her.

It was past twelve o'clock when we returned to Furong Garden.

After returning to Furong Garden, Huo Yichen went directly to the study, while Mu Ge stayed downstairs.

The pastry was still hot, but he didn't eat much all day today, so he thought he could fill it up a little at night, but he didn't expect so many things to happen.

So that in the end he ate nothing again.

Mu Geunge put the pastries aside, and the sound of her coming back awakened Mama Zhang. Hearing movement in the kitchen, she went over and saw that she seemed to be doing something, so she went over immediately, "Young Madam, let me do it."

Zhang Ma put on her coat, rolled up her sleeves and went to the side to wash her hands before going to help, "What would you like to eat, Young Madam? Do you want to eat, Third Young Master?"

"Mother Zhang, I'll do it myself. You can go back and rest." Mu Jinge refused Mama Zhang's offer to help.She won't be able to sleep anyway, so she might as well cook him something to eat.

Mama Zhang saw that she was boiling water, making yardsticks, and cooking noodles in an orderly manner. There were only strips, not to mention the taste, but this posture alone had already come out.

Where can I really go to rest.

"Is this cooked for the young master?" Mama Zhang asked with the corners of her mouth curled up.

Mu Geunge turned his back to Zhang Ma, and nodded without seeing the narrow eyes in her eyes, "He didn't eat much at night, so I'll serve him a bowl of noodles."

Mama Zhang seemed to have expected that Huo Yichen went back to the old house for dinner on purpose, but didn't eat anything in the end, so it didn't sound strange.

Even if it was for the young master, she would not destroy this opportunity to enhance the relationship between husband and wife.

But he didn't leave. Instead, he came to the refrigerator, took a bunch of cucumbers and some other dishes, and started to do it, "Then I'll prepare some cold dishes."

The noodles are also good with cold dishes, but Mu Geunge does not refuse.

The two were busy in the kitchen for a while, and a bowl of noodles and several dishes of cold dishes had already come out.

After putting all the things in the tray, Mu Zhenge carried them directly upstairs.

The corridor was brightly lit, casting her long shadow. Mu Geunge stood still in front of the study. The study door was not closed tightly, and a brighter light could be seen.

Just as he raised his hand to knock on the door to signal her arrival, he suddenly heard a slightly raised voice from inside.

"Whether I love it or not doesn't seem to have anything to do with Miss Baili."

"My love ended when you left six years ago."

The hand holding the tray tightened suddenly, and Mu Geunge lowered her head, the light shone on top of her head, and the shadow cast down seemed to illuminate the bottom of her heart.

The breath seemed to be stagnant, and the corners of the raised mouth were indescribably ironic.

Some things are understood in the bottom of my heart, but understanding is far more unacceptable than hearing it with my own ears.

The phone call was still going on, Mu Geunge didn't want to continue eavesdropping, turned around and quietly went down with the tray.

Quietly, as if it had never been here.

Zhang Ma, who came out after tidying up the kitchen, saw that she came down with her things intact again, raised her eyes to look at the second floor, frowned slightly and asked, "Will the third young master not eat?"

Mu Geunge's somewhat tranced spirit regained consciousness a little because of Zhang Ma's words, she twitched the corner of her mouth and shook her head, "No, he's still busy."

"Mother Zhang, you go to rest first, I will call him down later."

Mama Zhang nodded without doubting him, "Then I'll go to rest first. The third young master put it away after eating, and I'll get up tomorrow morning to clean up."

"it is good."

Zhang Ma went in, and Mu Ge was sitting in the living room, her eyes were a little vacant, looking at the gradually blurred face in front of her, she didn't move for a long time.

Huo Yichen came down sooner, and went to have a look when he heard the commotion in the kitchen.

A slender figure with long hair rolled up, wearing a plain apron, standing in front of the stove, waving her fingers as if she was moving something.

"Are you making noodles for me?" The voice was a little weak.

The sudden sound made Mu Geunge's waving chopsticks pause, and he continued quickly, and at the same time replied: "Yeah. You'll be fine soon."

(End of this chapter)