Charming Wife: The Cold Young Man is Hard to Hold

I don't know how long the tears dried up. The tears left by the corners of her eyes made her eyes a little dry. The orange sunset had moved from the desk next to the bed to the head of the bed, and the temperature was disappearing bit by bit. Finally, only the cold temperature was left on the pillow.

"Madam, sir is here. Let's have dinner."

The nanny's formulaic voice awakened her consciousness a little. Her arms propped up her weak body, but there was a stabbing pain in her ankle.

Xu felt pain and made Mu Haitang completely awake. Now he can be regarded as a stranger, but he is no longer the eldest lady of the Mu family.

Today, I walked all the way from the beach, still wearing high-heeled shoes. My back feet are naked. They have been worn out with bright red blisters, and some have been broken and exuded a trace of scarlet.

But mu Haitang didn't care so much. He hurriedly changed his high heels, put on his slippers and hurried downstairs. Sure enough, he saw that Leng Shaoxuan had come back.

The coat of the suit had been discarded by him on the sofa at will, and the tie was pulled messy by him. He sat there, frowning and smoking, looking a little impatient.

Hearing the sound, he slowly raised his head, and his eagle eyes looked directly at Mu Haitang. The shadow and irritability inside were clearly seen by her, and the action of going downstairs stopped in an instant. He didn't dare to make any more action, but stood there blankly, hoping that he would shift his sight earlier.

But today Leng Shaoxuan didn't turn his head when he touched her line of sight as usual. He still looked at her smoking. His eyes stared at her scalp.

As a result, even when you speak, you bring a cry.

"Shaoxuan, what's the matter... Isn't it dinner..."

The trembling in the sound line was too severe. Somehow, Mu Haitang looked at his face and burst into tears.

When the tears came to her neck, she found out and hurriedly wiped the tears clean.

"What are you crying for!"

He looked at Mu Haitang and didn't mean anything else, just thinking about Lin Anyue.

"Come down quickly. When will you wait!"

After that, he didn't wait for mu Haitang any more. He wanted to start eating like that, but this is the familiar atmosphere of Mu Haitang.

Leng Shaoxuan looked at Mu Haitang with his head down. He looked a little strange. Isn't he a woman who plotted a little deep? Why are you afraid of him like this.

"I asked you to come today. Why did you come up and go again?"

This sentence can be described as careless, just an unintentional word, but it is a kind of ridicule and humiliation in Mu Haitang's ears.

His face was suddenly pale and unwilling. His eyes were just staring at the rice in front of him. He didn't mean to lift it up. There was a trace of scarlet in the place where his teeth bit his lips.

"I... I went up... But you were busy, and then you felt a little uncomfortable... I didn't call you..."

Leng Shaoxuan was not ready to listen to her explanation, but said a few words faintly. He didn't care much about her answer. Listening to her trembling tone, although he didn't know why, he didn't want to ask again.

A meal can be described as bleak. Even if the dishes on the table are rich, Leng Shaoxuan always has a kind of anxiety in his heart. He looks at the deserted home, or it is not a place of home at all.

When Leng Shaoxuan was distracted, Mu Haitang had quickly finished the meal in his bowl and was ready to go upstairs to take a bath. Her sticky body made her feel a little uncomfortable. In other words, such an environment made her a little depressed and out of breath.