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

Chapter 215 Saying No (2)

Leaning against the door, Huo Yichen stared at the woman who had never turned to look at him since he came here.

She concentrated on cooking the noodles, as if that was her most important thing.

There was no movement behind him, so Mu Geunge knew he hadn't left.Especially the menacing gaze he cast on him, like a boulder pressing down on his heart.

Mu Ge was absent-minded, but at this moment she was even more restless. She didn't notice for a while, and the hand stirring the noodles in the pot slightly increased her strength, and the boiling water splashed on the back of her hand, causing her to withdraw her hand immediately. blurted out uncontrollably.

"what"

Huo Yichen stood up straight, walked over quickly, took her hand and went directly to the sink next to the sink to rinse with clean water, "Why are you so careless?"

This is both blame and worry.

Mu Geunge didn't move, letting him hold his hand and put it under the faucet.

The water is a little cold, but it seems that the heart will warm up.

"Why aren't you called Mama Zhang?" He transferred Mama Zhang here to take care of the two of them.

Mu Geunge remained silent.

Mama Zhang has already gotten up to do it with her once, how can she call Mama Zhang again.

Not to mention the trouble, she couldn't even talk about the bowl of noodles that she made earlier.And she didn't want to say it.

"If you don't like Mama Zhang, I can..."

"No, Mama Zhang is fine." Mu Geunge hurriedly denied, "I want to cook a bowl of noodles for you myself."

She cooked more than one bowl tonight.

"It's okay, the noodles are ready, I'll serve them out." After finishing speaking, Mu Zhenge pulled away and was about to turn around, but Huo Yichen held her shoulders and pushed her away.

"I come."

This is all scalded, how can I let her come again.

Mu Zhenge covered his hands that were a little cold from the water, stood behind him and watched him methodically put the noodles into the bowl prepared next to him, and then poured the soup on it.

"Bring another bowl here." After filling a bowl and putting it aside, Huo Yichen ordered.

Mu Geunge took out the bowl reflexively and handed it to him, watching him pick up the noodles before he realized: "Give it to me? I'm not hungry." Then he explained: "Just now when you were talking to grandpa Mama Dong made me something to eat."

Huo Yichen didn't pick up much, but it filled the bottom of a bowl, and filled a little bit more soup. He picked up a bowl with one hand, "Go, those two pairs of chopsticks and spoons."

The moment the words came to an end, Huo Yichen's eyes touched the trash can placed in the corner by the door, he paused, and then walked out calmly.

Looking at the bowl he brought out, Mu Geunge had no choice but to fetch chopsticks and spoons.

Go out, pass the chopsticks and spoon to him, Huo Yichen took it, "Eat some more with me."

Mu Geunge sat down opposite him, her brows and eyes were light, and her appearance was even more sudden.

The chopsticks were mixing the noodles in the bowl, but none of them were picked up.

Is to accompany him, but not to eat.

Huo Yichen seemed to be really hungry, and after taking the chopsticks, he lowered his head and ate quietly.

The man is pure and handsome, with an elegant figure, blending in the night and the light.

This man, no matter where he is or where he is, has no intention of being treated favorably.

Even though his brows and eyes are stained with fatigue at this moment, he is still like a still painting, with a long and profound background, which makes people stop and stare.

Soon, the bowl of noodles was drained, Huo Yichen put down his chopsticks, Mu Geunge handed over the paper towel, got up and went to the kitchen again.

When he came out again, he had an extra glass in his hand, which contained warm water.

Putting the water glass in front of him, Mu Zhenge said lightly, "Drink some water."

Before he let go of his hand, he had already held the cup in his palm.

Turning around, staring into her calm eyes, "Why don't you go up and call me?"

Mu Genge looked down at him with confusion.

"Since the noodles are ready, why don't you go up and call me?" Huo Yichen asked again, but this time there were a few more words than before.

And it was precisely because of these few words that Mu Geunge understood something.

He couldn't help turning his eyes to look in the direction of the kitchen.

In the corner covered by the wall, there is a light-colored trash can, and a bowl of battered noodles is lying in it.

Looking around, her voice was gentle and clean, "Aren't you busy?"

Mu Geunge waved her hand, and seeing that he was not letting go, she couldn't help but sighed and said, "Assistant Hao called you several times after you came out of the old house, isn't it business for you to go to the study when you come back?"

He didn't mention Mu Geunge's unintentional eavesdropping.

Not mentioning it is not because of mood, but because I don't want to put myself in a more embarrassing situation.

The beginning of marriage may not be because of love, so the continuation may not be because of love.

Putting love aside, if one is destined to choose someone to live with herself for the rest of her life, she is just one of those women who can choose.

However, the difference between them is that she was selected by the screen, and those who were unfortunate were not selected.

It is the fact that is already known, so why bother to say it to embarrass yourself.

She won't lose this face.

Huo Yichen didn't answer anymore, and slowly let go of her hand, his eyes gradually sinking with a gloomy light.

"Will you continue to work or rest?"

Mu Geunge clasped her hands behind her back, that kind of movement was a bit childish, but this childishness was very precious to her.

It's a pity that this preciousness is not now.

Clasping his hands behind his back was just to cover up his inner unrest. His hands were clasped tightly, and in a direction that no one noticed, his nails had sunk deep into his palms at some point.

The pain reminded her to stay calm.

Huo Yichen leaned against the back of the chair, closed his eyes, and before he could speak, the phone rang again.

Mu Geunge didn't look at the phone, but just stared at his perfect profile.Looking at the lines of his face that gradually tightened as he took out the phone and touched the number on it.

"You're busy, I'll go up and rest first." After the words fell, Mu Geunge had already turned around and walked upstairs with light steps.

Huo Yichen held the phone, but his eyes fell on her straight back, his thin lips were tightly pressed, and his eyes stirred up waves.

The telephone is not a thyme but a thyme.

When Mu Ge went up to the second floor and closed the door, she vaguely heard a steady voice "I'll be right over".

The door was slowly closed, and her clear eyes were also closed together.

Soon the sound of the engine came from downstairs, and then gradually drifted away until it could no longer be heard.

She never regrets the road she chose, so she will walk through it with a smile no matter how painful it is.

There was only a brief pause, she took her pajamas and took a shower, and she lay down under the quilt without drying her hair.

It wasn't difficult to fall asleep, but soon after his head touched the pillow, he fell asleep like this.

It's just that this night, he is destined to sleep restlessly.

She has a lot of dreams.

The dreams are all about childhood, there are mothers, there are Mo Youtian, there are also Lin Junlan and Mo Nianci...

There is still the present, but there is no future alone...

In the early morning, Baili's house was brightly lit, and beyond the wall, one could see servants in a hurry coming and going through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

If you get close, you can even hear the urgent cry of concern inside.

When Huo Yichen arrived, he saw and heard such a scene.

(End of this chapter)