MTL - Sir, Madam Went Back To Her Maternal Home Again-Chapter 131 I didn't do anything to apologize to you anyway

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  Chapter 131 Anyway, I didn’t do anything to apologize to you

   Before taking a few steps, the phone rang.

his.

"Hello?"

   "Where? Dinner."

   "In the garden, come."

   After hanging up the phone, she quickened her pace and went back, but slowed down again when she reached the door.

   I don't know if he is still angry.

  In the restaurant, the man was sitting upright, his hands holding the knife and fork were slender like bamboo joints, with particularly beautiful hands.

  Wen Hua spotted a vase of plum blossoms on the dining table with sharp eyes.

   She observed the man's expression, sat down, and found a topic to chat: "This vase of plum blossoms is very beautiful."

   "Make it whatever you want."

  Wen Hua paused, "You inserted it?"

   "Well, I just came back from Plum Garden."

   "...I also went to Meiyuan, why didn't I meet you?"

   "I came back this way from the lake."

"oh."

  The face is as usual, and there are questions and answers.

   Looks lifeless.

Wen Wei relaxed a little, and only mentioned what happened last night after half of the meal, "Yesterday was Zhou Silin's birthday, we met for a while, and he invited me again, I thought I would go to have fun when it happened to be on vacation, There were a lot of people there, not just him and me."

"Um."

"Those scandals are unfounded. Every time I'm with him... No, every time we meet, there are people around us. We don't meet alone. The photos are cut by paparazzi. The photo last night was also borrowed. I saw it at the time. There's dust in there."

  Xi Mo gently put down the fork, raised his eyelids, and stared at her with bottomless eyes, "Is that high-definition sofa photo also borrowed and cut?"

  Her eyes flickered, "That was when I went to their company to play, and wanted to experience the feeling of being a model and his casual shooting."

  What kind of eyes do you need to make when you shoot casually?

  She didn't know she was married? She also took those kind of ambiguous photos with the man who was interested in her.

   After drinking some drinks, he moved his lips, "When was a certain time?"

  Wen Hua reacted, and answered truthfully: "The weekend you were on a business trip, I even posted a Moments about dancing that day."

   It turned out to be that time.

   She has been in contact with Zhou Silin for so long.

   "I happened to meet, I went to play with my cousin, not him, we are just ordinary friends."

"I know."

  Wen Wei was stunned for a moment, seeing his unrevealed expression, he really couldn't tell anything.

  What's the matter, one day she actually had an affair with someone and it was on the top of the list, it almost hurt her.

  She pursed her lips, "Anyway, I didn't do anything to apologize to you."

"Um."

   After dinner, she watched TV in the living room.

   Don't be too excited about the long winter vacation, you can sleep in later.

  She was eating an apple while watching TV, thinking that the matter was over and Xi Mo had calmed down.

  Until seeing a picture on TV, she was slightly stunned when she bit the apple.

  A very ordinary picture of a dining table, nothing special.

   But she saw a plate of shrimp.

   Only then did he realize a detail. In the past, he would peel the prawns and hand them to her, but not today!

  Although he still has that introverted and steady face, the atmosphere on his body today is not as gentle as before. This subtle change can only be more keenly noticed by those who were favored by him in the past.

  Looking quietly at the person reading a book at one end of the sofa, the silver-framed glasses are on the bridge of the nose, and the contours of the face are perfect and stern, which is his usual seriousness in work.

   Taking an orange from the fruit basket, she shook it, "Do you want an orange?"

  The man's eyelids slightly raised, but quickly closed again, "No need, you eat."

  She silently peeled the orange and stuffed it into her mouth, it was so sour!

  How to mix sour oranges!

  Spitting out the orange meat silently, she held the pillow and stared at the TV, but her eyes were a little distracted.

   He also ate a sour orange once before, and he peeled it. After being so sour, she deliberately let him eat a piece.

  The eyes of the person being teased are full of helplessness and gentleness, which is not in the same dimension as the person who is currently indifferent.

  Thinking about it, she felt a little blocked.

   I went to the incubator to get milk. When I got up, I felt soreness in my legs, and I felt even more wronged.

  Last night, he took advantage of her while she was asleep. Now her waist is sore, but he has a cold face and no greetings.

  Because of a fake scandal, he didn't believe in himself so much.

   After sitting quietly for a while, pursing her lips, Xi Mo's phone rang.

  A few minutes after picking it up, he got up, "I have something to go out, you watch TV at home, if you want something to eat, let auntie make it, or ask someone to buy it, it's cold outside, don't run around."

"Um."

  She thought he would come back after only going out for an hour or two, but she watched TV for a long time and fell asleep, and no one came back when it was almost dinner time.

   It just so happened that Wen Yousui called her to ask about the most searched things last night. After thinking about it, she put on her coat and went to Wen's house.

   As a result, Xi Mo came back and saw that the house was empty, and only after asking did she find out that she had returned to her mother's house.

  Wen's family is very lively. Wen Yousui invited Mr. Gu over, and Brother Tingyue, who came back from the imperial capital, was also there.

   When Wen Hua passed by, the aunt was making the bottom of the pot, and she was going to eat hot-boiled lamb tonight.

   Seeing her, Mr. Gu was puzzled, "Why did you come here alone? Xi Mo wasn't with you?"

   "He was busy with work, and I was bored over there by myself, so I came here."

   "How does this kid know how to work? The whole family is here. He is so lonely by himself, and you don't know how to persuade him."

  Wen Wei curled her lips, "How can I persuade you? He really has something important to do, and work is important."

   When it was time to eat, Mr. Xi also came over.

  Wen's house is really lively now, like a festival, Wen Yousui specially asked the butler to get the good wine he hid in the wine cellar.

  Old man Xi looked at the bustling atmosphere, thought of his lonely grandson, and made a phone call.

   "Are you done with work?"

   "I'm home, but I have a video conference tonight."

"So busy?"

   “It’s approaching the end of the year, and there are many things to deal with.”

  Old Man Xi: "I also said that I called you to come to Wen's house to eat hot-boiled mutton. It's very lively tonight. I didn't expect you to be so busy."

   There was a pause, "Are you also at Wen's house?"

   "Yes, Lao Gu called me over to eat fresh mutton."

   "Brother Tingyue, do you want sesame sauce?"

  A clear voice came from the other end of the phone.

  Old Xi knew that he heard Wen Hua's voice, and asked him, "Are you coming?"

   After a moment of silence, Xi Mo said, "Have fun, I won't go if I can't get away."

   "Okay, then you have a good meal."

"Um."

  Hung up the phone, he finished his meal in the restaurant alone, took a break and went upstairs to hold a video conference silently.

  In the middle of the meeting, the power went out. In the huge study room, only the computer screen glowed with cold white light, illuminating the handsome face of the man clearly.

   An hour later, the meeting was over and he turned off the computer.

   Enter the bedroom, undress, take a shower, and go to bed.

  Lay on the bed for a long time, took out the phone, glanced at it, then threw it back on the bed, found the bottle of melatonin from memory, and finally fell asleep after a long time.

  (end of this chapter)

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