Forced Marriage: Super Petite Wife

Cheng Yi is quietly peeling apples.

The wind blew in through the window and musfan shrank into the quilt.

He is rarely so weak. In front of Cheng Yi, he is particularly reluctant to show weakness.

Cheng Yi noticed his expression, put down the apple, walked over and closed the window.

She never put down her knife.

Just used to it.

When she sat down again, mu sifan thought secretly: one day, I will let you put down the knife. When you are safe and happy enough, you will forget how to take the knife.

Cheng Yi's knife technique was very exquisite. He soon cut the apple into small pieces.

Why are there apples in the ward all the time? Why do patients have to eat apples.

Cheng Yi feels that this is an unsolved mystery in the world.

However, the process of cutting apples is full of a sense of ceremony.

It seems that what is cut off is disease.

"Eat." she handed the apple to musfan.

"You feed me," musfan said.

"Come on, shall I feed it to you in my mouth?" Cheng Yi squints at him.

Mu sifan nodded: "good."

"You think so." Cheng Yi puts down the apple,

"Like to eat or not, you don't hurt your hand."

"Are you so ruthless to Yang Xiao?" Mu sifan said angrily, "I guess not."

Individuals have their own way of life. If you compare them with others, it's boring.

Cheng Yi has a black face and says nothing.

Are you as delicate and gentle as Yang Xiao?

You're very powerful. Just now, you scolded the doctor like a dog. It seems that you can go out to fight a bull right away.

"I won't eat if I don't feed it," musfan said with a straight face.

When he is angry, the pear vortex also looms.

No, it's not anger.

Cheng Yi feels that this is very much like a disguised coquetry.

"Here." Cheng Yi took a knife, inserted an apple and handed it to him.

"Isn't it mouth to mouth?"

Mu sifan protested against his treatment. What's this? He didn't even want to take a fruit sign, so he took a knife and cut my handsome face.

Are we grassland children?

"Eat?" Cheng Yi asked.

Musfan ate the apple with hatred.

"What is the content of the will?" he asked solemnly, "it has been published?"

In fact, he had his cell phone and saw the email of secretary Ning.

He knows everything.

This question is just to see Cheng Yi's reaction.

Cheng Yi said, "I don't know."

It hasn't been officially announced, and she hasn't seen the original will.

If something is groundless, treat it as if you don't know.

"Whoever marries you can get the inheritance right of the Mu family. It's a pity for my grandfather to do business." Mu sifan chuckled: "he should write romantic novels. They must sell well."

The official Tucao from the descendants, Mu Chang is underground, and make complaints about vomiting.

Cheng Yi chuckled.

From the beginning, she faced mu sifan with a cold face.

At this moment, I finally smiled, very vivid.

Mu sifan was elated.

"You said you wanted to choose Yang Xiao. Do you know the contents of the will?" he asked out of time.

In Mu nijun's ward not far away, there is also a dialogue about the will and Yang Xiao.

Mu nijun lay on the hospital bed and called. The man named ah Wan never answered the phone.

But when he turned around, he appeared in front of the ward door.

"Ah Wan." Mu nijun smiled, "are you coming?"

He thought that with ah Wan's character, he would not pay attention to him in his life.

Mu nijun's smile lasted only 30 seconds.

Aunt Wan didn't take a Thermos Pot and bring hot food as usual.

I didn't stamp my feet, rub my hands and say it's cold outside.

Her face was cold, like a frozen snow doll.

"Ah Wan, what's the matter with you?" Mu nijun asked.

Aunt Wan said, "let me ask you something."

Mu nijun sighed that those who should come must come.

"Just in time, I have something to ask you."

He sat up. The second chemotherapy made him tired, his hair fell off, and he was more than ten years old.

When I wake up every day, I feel that this day is picked up.

I don't know how long it will last.

"Come here and help me to the sofa." Mu nijun looked at the sky outside the window and said, "it's dinner time. Didn't you eat? I called someone to bring it. What would you like to eat? Would you like to eat your favorite mutton dry pot?"

Aunt Wan came and helped him to the sofa.

"I'm not here to eat with you," she said.

When I was at the airport yesterday, I could see it. Now I look so bad and wear a hat, like a little old man.

Did you dress up yesterday?

In order not to lose face in front of others.

Aunt Wan tried not to pay attention to the details for fear of being soft hearted.

She turned around, made two cups of hot tea, came to the sofa and sat down.

"You ask first," Mu nijun said.

"Why do you have to aim at Cheng Yi?" asked aunt Wan.

"I didn't aim at her." Mu nijun said, "do you remember Jianjun? She is Jianjun's daughter. She is destined to be unable to live a peaceful life. It's impossible."

"Nonsense, how could she be the daughter of brother Jianjun." aunt Wan didn't believe it, but said firmly: "even if it is, so what? Why can't she be with Yang Xiao?"

"I won't hide it from you." Mu nijun said, "it's boring to hide it."

He repeated the contents of his will.

"Ah Wan, can you understand me?"

After a long story, he was a little tired. He leaned his head and sighed.

"No." aunt Wan smiled contemptuously. "Do you think I should understand you? Just because of your selfish desires, you have to break up two loving children, mu nijun. You are still so greedy. When you were good with me and colluded with the little actor, you want everything. Finally, you don't know what's wrong with this retribution."

"It's totally different." Mu nijun said, "I didn't let you go, and I didn't want to marry her. The old man said, let her give birth to the child, and then only leave the child and let her go. How about you? You don't care about anything. If you took that breath, Mrs. Mu's name should have been yours!"

Aunt Wan couldn't say a word. She felt uncomfortable. She wanted to sneer and cry in despair.

Until now, he still felt that he couldn't bear that breath.

Men are always like this.

"OK," Mu nijun said calmly, "don't mention the past. I just ask you, ah Wan, this is a key word. You should answer me honestly."

Aunt Wan looked at him and waited for him.

When looking at Xiang Mu Ni army, aunt Wan's eyes passed through his face and reached the door.

I saw a figure passing by the door.

The little actor who robbed her fiance and ridiculed her in every way.

Her eyebrows and eyes are still so beautiful.

Without the cheap smell of that year, it looks like a expensive lady.

"You ask," said Aunt Wan.

"Yang Xiao, is it my child?" Mu nijun asked directly without hesitation.

He just wants a direct answer.

Yes or no.

If so, everything will be easy.