Mu Junhao's eyes were fixed on Song Xiaoya's white face. His expression became a little serious. He asked coldly, "in your heart, am I such a person?"

Song Xiaoya feels that Mu Junhao is angry, but she doesn't quite understand. Isn't that the truth?

She dropped her eyes, her long eyelashes covered up the loneliness in her eyes, and asked, "isn't it?"

It's not a man's problem at all. She just thinks that most men are like this. It's a human problem.

"Song Xiaoya, you are really It's really... "

Mu Junhao was angry at her words.

He knew that she didn't trust marriage because of her family, but he didn't expect that in her heart, that's what she thought of him!

For a moment, I was so angry that I couldn't find anything to say about her.

Just then, the door of the bedroom was knocked, and they looked at the door.

The servant asked outside, "young master, may I come in?"

"What's the matter?" When the conversation was interrupted, Mu Junhao's tone was obviously not good.

The servant's heart jumped and said, "it's the lady who asked me to send you the soup."

“……” Mu Junhao frowned and said, "come in."

Seeing the servant coming in, song Xiaoya quickly pushes away Mu Junhao, gets up from the bed and stands aside, frantically arranging the folds on her clothes.

The servant takes a look at Song Xiaoya, and then comes to Mu Junhao with the wine soup.

I don't know how, the servant suddenly shook his hand, and the soup in the bowl spilled all over Mu Junhao.

Seeing this, the servant's eyes were wide open. He was afraid that he was about to cry, so he had to kneel down and beg for mercy.

"Little Young master, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to

Who doesn't know that young master is the one who loves to be clean and has a serious habit of cleanliness.

Mu Junhao's long and narrow eyebrows wrung fiercely, and reproached him unhappily: "get out!"

"Yes

The servant picked up the bowl and left the room.

At the door, Mrs. Mu saw the servant come out, quickly took her to one side and asked eagerly, "how are they? What are you doing? "

The maid was uneasy. "When I went in, they were holding me in bed."

"Hum!" Mrs. Mu gave a cold hum.

The woman is really shameless, and she can't wait to roll together here. If she didn't send her servant to investigate the situation just now, would the two men start rolling the sheets now?

Thinking of this, Mrs. Mu increasingly despises and despises song Xiaoya.

Mrs. Mu corrected herself and asked, "what do I tell you? What's the matter? "

The servant replied honestly, "I've spilled the sobering soup on the young master according to my wife's instructions."

"All right, you go!"

Mrs. Mu waved back the servant and stood outside the bedroom door for a while. Then she raised her hand and knocked on the door. She asked in a gentle voice, "Junhao, Xiaoya, are you in there? Is it convenient for mom to come in? "

Hearing Mrs. Mu's voice, song Xiaoya's delicate eyebrows tightened tightly.

She took a look in the direction of the bathroom.

Mu Junhao takes a bath in the bathroom. He has a serious habit of cleanliness. He can't stand the dirty things like sobering up soup.

Song Xiaoya doesn't want to face Mrs. Mu alone. When she hears the voice at the door, she thinks she hasn't heard anything.

But Mrs. Mu seems to be on the hook with her, and the knock on the door is getting louder and louder. It's hard for song Xiaoya to ignore it.

Song Xiaoya listened to the sound of water flowing from the bathroom and called to the bathroom, "Mu Junhao, your mother is looking for you."

Mu Junhao was standing under the current, and he didn't hear song Xiaoya's voice at all.

The door is still ringing, so song Xiaoya has to open the bedroom door.

Forced out a smile on his face, "Mrs. mu, Mu Junhao is taking a bath."

"He's taking a bath!" Mrs. Mu pretended to know nothing and kindly took song Xiaoya's hand, "Xiaoya, I actually want to talk to you."

"Me?" Song Xiaoya eyebrow suddenly, "what does madam want to say to me?"

Mrs. Mu sighed heavily, looking very sad.

"Xiaoya, I'm really sorry for you! I'm also bewildered to think of such a way to deal with you. I'm very sorry now! "

The expression on Mrs. Mu's face is sincere. For a moment, song Xiaoya can't understand what Mrs. Mu really means?

Does she really want to understand?

Mrs. Mu must have suffered a lot during her five years in prison. Besides, it's not easy for her to say such a thing.

Song Xiaoya admitted that her biggest shortcoming is that she is easy to be soft hearted. She sighed and said, "Mrs. mu, let her go of the past. We don't want to talk about it any more."Anyway, they have nothing to do with each other since then.

Mrs. Mu sneered in her heart, which made her stay in prison for five years. She thought it was beautiful.

Mrs. Mu was so tired of song Xiaoya that her face became more real.

"Xiaoya, I know you are a good boy! But as you can see, Junhao has a cold attitude towards me now. Even if he asks him to come back for a home-made meal tonight, he will try his best to ask me, a mother, to do my best to beg him, and then he will come back! "

Speaking of this, Mrs. Mu choked, raised her hand to wipe the tears from the corner of her eyes, and then said, "Xiaoya, I have an invitation. Of course, I won't force you."

Song Xiaoya frowned and did not answer, waiting for Mrs. Mu's following.

Seeing that song Xiaoya didn't answer herself, Mrs. Mu said to herself, "Xiaoya, please forgive me for being a mother. I really don't want to lose Junhao. I'm just such a son! I want to take this opportunity tonight to have a good talk with Junhao. Do you think you can leave here first? "

Song Xiaoya sneered in her heart.

So this is the purpose of Mrs. mu?

I'm afraid Mrs. Mu wanted to keep her just now. Is that what she wanted to say to her?

I don't welcome her to say that she didn't want to come to this place.

Song Xiaoya promised, "OK, when he comes out of the bathroom, I'll tell him and I'll leave!"

"Xiaoya..." Mrs. Mu was embarrassed. "Do you still refuse to forgive me? You know, if Junhao comes out of the bathroom, he won't let you go so easily! "

Song Xiaoya clenched her fingers on her side, her eyes flashed a little hesitation, and finally she gritted her teeth and nodded.

Mrs. Mu was happy. "Thank you, Xiaoya. When Junhao comes out of the bathroom, I'll tell her you have something urgent to leave."

“……” Song Xiaoya did not speak.

Mu Junhao will not be happy if she leaves so rashly.