A clingy husband
1503 Words
Master Liu had never seen such a young lord before. His smile on his face became even more kind and gentle. He had been working for the Mu family for over a decade and had regarded Mu Tinghuai as a close relative.
"Young Master, don't worry. You can call them and ask. The younger wife won't find you annoying when she knows it's your father asking." Liu Manager gave him this piece of advice.
"Well, you're right." Mu Tinghai took out his mobile phone and dialed the number.
"Dear," came the sweet voice of Jian Yimu.
"Dear, are you tired from shopping? Do you want me to go and pick you up?" Mu Tinghuai's gentle voice.
"Dear, I'm not tired at all. I've finished shopping. Now I'm getting ready to go back home." Jian Yimu replied.
"Alright, my dear, you can come home now. Your husband is waiting for you at home." Mu Tinghuai smiled on his face.
Jian Yimu hung up the phone. Su Yuping looked at her with a smile, "Oh, you two are so inseparable! You called just two hours after you got out."
"It's not like that at all. We're going to their home today to meet their parents." Jian Yimu said embarrassedly.
"By the way, what did Fu Yansheng mean by saying that he was a 'white-faced man' just now?" Su Yucheng asked curiously.
"He believed what Jian Yiming said and thought that Mu Tinghai was in that line of work." Jian Yiming explained.
"Mu Ting Hui... Hmm? Why do I feel so familiar with this name? Where on earth have I heard it before?" Su Yucheng frowned slightly, looking very troubled and unable to figure it out.
Seeing that Jin Yimo was so distressed and helpless, she smiled wryly and said, "Don't worry about it. He is the president of the Mu Group."
"Oh my god, I knew it! How come you're so familiar with him? Mo Mo, you don't get married and don't get married, once you do, you'll be a queen! I instantly understood why you don't like Fu Yan Sheng. He's not even qualified to shine a shoe for Mu Ting Hua." Su Yucheng was in a great mood and was happy for her sister.
"Hey, you're just so sharp-tongued. But I like it." Jian Yimuofei poked her little head with her finger.
"Alright, I'm truly happy for you." Su Yucheng rubbed her arm.
"I have to go now. I can't have dinner with you today." Jian Yimofu said apologetically.
"It's okay. I'll allow you to be too preoccupied with your work and neglect your friends. I've also made an appointment with Li Zeyu for dinner tonight. You don't need to worry about me. Alright, goodbye." Su Yucheng let her go and said, "I'm leaving now."
"OK." Jian Yimu agreed and the two of them got back into their cars respectively.
Mojian.
Mu Tinghai was like a stone statue waiting for his wife. He stood at the entrance of the villa, staring in the direction of the gate.
"Mr. Liu, what's wrong with the young master?" Lady Li came over and asked in puzzlement. "Is it something serious?"
"Waiting for the younger lady." Liu Guan said quietly.
" The young master cares a lot about the young mistress. Before, I thought that Maomeng would never have a female hostess. " The maidservant Li sighed, "From childhood to adulthood, I have never seen the young master give a second glance to any woman."
"But you don't get it. Don't you think the young lady is quite familiar to you? Back in childhood..." said Liu Guan, also guessing.
Miss Li thought for a moment and said, "Could it be so?"
The two looked at each other and smiled. They didn't continue the discussion any further.
Jian Yimu's car slowly pulled into Mo Yuan. Mu Tinghai's eyes lit up at the sight. As soon as her car came to a stop, he had already walked to the side of the car and helped her open the door.
"Hey, my dear husband." Jian Yimu got out of the car.
He held her close in his arms. It had been over two hours since he last saw his wife. He missed her very much.
"What's the matter?" said Jian Yimofu calmly, allowing him to hold her.
"I miss you." He expressed his feelings without any disguise.
Jian Yimu really cracked up at her husband. "Such a clingy husband!"
"Are you objecting?" Mu Tinghai tightened his hold on her.
"Never mind it, I won't mind it for a lifetime." Jian Yimu hugged his strong waist.
"All right, I've got everything I needed. Let's go back to our old house," said Jian Yimofu as she stepped out of his arms.
"Alright, let's just drive this car back directly." Mu Tinghuai didn't change the car. The gifts were all in the vehicle and he didn't want to move them either.
"Um." Jian Yimu took the initiative to sit in the passenger seat.
Mou Ting and the other person got into the car and set off for the old house.
The ancestral home of the Mu family.
The family members all returned home in advance to welcome Jiana Yimo's arrival. The whole family sat in the hall.
"Mom, do you think Auntie would be scared?" Mu Tingyi glanced over and gestured for his mother to take a look. The scene was truly intimidating enough to scare anyone.
Su Jingxin glanced over and saw that Mr. Mu was sitting solemnly in his proper position, with his expression exactly the same as that of her husband, Mu Yan Song.
She raised her hand to her forehead and said, "Oh, Dad, Yan Song, your faces look so solemn. Are you sure you're not scaring anyone?"
Mrs. Mu looked over. "You old fool! You dare scare away my granddaughter-in-law? I'll chop you up!" She glanced at Mu Yansong beside her. "And you too! You couldn't even pick up a thing. You ended up getting your father's facial paralysis."
Mr. Mu couldn't stand his wife's incessant nagging. A stiff smile appeared on his face. Mu Yan Song felt a sense of psychological shadow. He looked like this, wasn't he just like his wife?
"Grandma, Grandpa and Dad are just like this. You know how it is. Making them laugh is even harder than making them cry. I'm afraid my siblings have been frightened even more." Mu Tingting couldn't help laughing.
Lady Mu herself looked over and was also amused. "Forget it, forget it. It's really worse than crying."
After about an hour.
The car slowly drove into the Ma family's manor.
Jian Yimu was stunned by the magnificent and splendid buildings and the breathtaking scenery before her eyes.
Mo Yuan is already large and luxurious enough, but here there are simply no adjectives to describe it. It's so imposing and magnificent that it leaves a strong visual impact.
The spacious garden is surrounded by meticulously trimmed flower beds. In the center is an artificially constructed lake, on which several pairs of mandarin ducks are playing in the water.
A winding and twisting path paved with colorful pebbles meanders along. The most remarkable thing is that the Nordic-style building before us looks like a palace, and the exterior walls are decorated with artistic carvings.
The car had come to a complete stop. Jian Yimo was dumbfounded. It wasn't until Mu Tinghai's voice reached her ears that she regained her composure.
"Dear, we've arrived." Mu Tinghuai opened the car door and got out of the car.
Jian Yimu also got out of the car and said, "Old man, husband, this... this is just too inhumane!"
"What's so inhumane about this? What did the husband do wrong?" Mu Tinghuai didn't understand what was going on.
"It's the grandeur of the rich. I'm here in a palace? Could it be that the Queen and the Emperor are residing inside?" Jian Yimofa thought that anything was possible.
"No." Mu Tinghuai replied to her seriously.
Seeing him answering the questions so seriously, Jian Yimu felt less nervous at once. "I'll bring the gift."
She went to take out the gift and thought that it might not be enough to show off, given the rich family she was facing.
"What's wrong?" Mu Tinghai asked, noticing her staring blankly.
"Will this gift be too trivial to present?" Jian Yimofu pouted her little lips.
"I said that when they see you, it's the best gift. You don't need anything else." Mu Tinghai took out the gift and held her hand with the other hand. "Don't be nervous. I'm here for you."
When Jian Yimu heard this, the hand he held was warm and she felt less scared in her heart. She smiled sweetly at him and said, "OK."
"Let's go." He held her hand and walked forward.
The butler standing at the gate of the villa to guard saw the approaching figures from afar and shouted: "The young master and the young lady have arrived. Get ready!"
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