050. It’s Not About Drumsticks
"Why are you so dazed!" Mu Zechuan looked at the flattered look on the woman next to him and couldn't help but feel funny: "Eat it quickly!"
Mrs. Mu was very happy when she saw her grandson picking up food for her granddaughter-in-law for the first time, and said to He Jiayin: "Yes, you eat more. You look so thin, your husband feels distressed!"
Does Mu Zechuan feel sorry for her? He Jiayin looked at the man next to her with suspicion.
Feng Rui looked at his son sitting opposite and felt an ominous premonition in his heart.
After dinner, Feng Rui called Mu Zechuan to his study.
Mu Zechuan sat in the sofa chair like Master Mu Zechuan: "Mom, what's your purpose?"
"What's going on between you and He Jiayin recently?" Feng Rui sat across from Mu Zechuan and asked seriously.
Mu Zebing stopped eating and sat next to Feng Rui.
Mu Zechuan frowned and crossed his legs: "What's going on?"
"Are you fascinated by He Jiayin?" Feng Rui looked at his son and asked, "During the meal, you gave her your chicken legs!"
"Mom, isn't it just a chicken leg?" Mu Zechuan thought to himself, his mother is really as considerate as her hair.
"It's not about the chicken legs, it's about your feelings for He Jiayin! Are you in love with her?" This is what Feng Rui is most worried about!
"..." Are you in love? Is this love? Mu Zechuan has never thought that he has always followed his own feelings.
Mu Zechuan's silence made Feng Rui even more uneasy: "Have you forgotten how your father died? You said you wanted revenge, so I agreed to you marrying the daughter of the He family. Otherwise, even if your grandma supports it,
You, I won’t let you marry He Jiayin either!”
Mu Zechuan's brows furrowed even more tightly: "I don't want you to worry about my affairs!"
Before Feng Rui could say anything else, Mu Zechuan slammed the door and walked out.
Feng Rui snorted coldly and said, "I will never allow my son to fall in love with the daughter of the He family!"
Mu Zechuan returned to the living room and did not see He Jiayin.
Dead woman, where did she go?
After walking around Mu Mansion twice, I finally found her in the backyard greenhouse.
He Jiayin was squatting on the ground, playing with flowers and plants, both hands covered with black flower soil.
Hearing the footsteps, he raised his head.
Mu Zechuan saw that her face was accidentally stained with soil, like a little beggar, and he couldn't help but ridicule her: "He Jiayin, you are really planting flowers, your face is covered with flowers!"
Hearing what he said, she quickly touched her face with her hands, but forgot that her hands were also covered in dirt, making her face even dirtier now.
"You are so stupid!" Mu Zechuan said, squatting down opposite her and extending his hand.
He Jiayin thought he was going to hit her, so she subconsciously closed her eyes and shrank back.
Mu Zechuan grabbed her: "Don't move!"
He Jiayin felt his fingers accidentally and gently brushing across her face, and then she realized that he was wiping her face. She couldn't help but blush.
"Stupid!" Mu Zechuan saw that she was still playing with those flowers and plants, so he laughed at her: "You know how to please grandma, and you stay up at noon to play with these things!"
He Jiayin said without raising his head: "I like it."
"Come on, why haven't I seen you growing flowers at home?" Mu Zechuan said he didn't believe her.
"I don't have time now. When I get old, I will build a flower house like my grandma and play with flowers and plants every day. When I have a granddaughter-in-law, I will also ask her to help..." At this point, the good news couldn't help but stop.
Chapter completed!