After sleeping for four hours, major Mu woke up. Mudong has put the hot water in for him, and has prepared the clothes to be changed and the military uniform to be worn.
When he was ready to go downstairs, Meng Wenhui had someone ready for breakfast. Seeing that young Lord Mu was in a straight military uniform, Meng Wenhui was afraid to look at him directly because of his inherent dignity and noble spirit. Although young Lord Mu is her favorite son-in-law, Meng Wenhui also knows herself. With a background like Jila, she is really just serving tea to the Young Marshal in the Marshal's house
Water.
But such a figure appeared in her small yard, which made Meng Wenhui particularly excited.
"Shao, Shaoshuai woke up?" She tried not to be so humble and didn't want to humiliate Jila. Meng Wenhui tried her best to smile naturally.
Mu shaojue smiled with a kind attitude. "Don't be so outspoken, aunt Meng. Just call me shaojue."
"Well, young Lord." Meng Wenhui wanted to cry happily and hurriedly greeted the young master Mu: "sit down and hurry to work? Breakfast is coming soon. Niuniu has gone to the kitchen and asked someone to arrange dinner."
"Aunt Meng, sit down." Major Mu sat in his guest seat.
Meng Wenhui is really satisfied with the young man. Look at the style of the whole body and the face. Why is it so beautiful?
Meng Wenhui sat as like as two peas in the throne. "I heard you had a identical twin brother," he said.
"Yes." Major Mu replied politely, smiling all the time.
Although Meng Wenhui has many shortcomings, he is kind and simple. Also, if she was even a little more complicated, she would not have been bullied by Zhou Jingyi all the time. In the end, she would have to rely on her young daughter for support.
"Oh, your parents can really have children. I've seen them on TV. Your parents are also first-class and good-looking." Meng Wenhui said sincerely.
Mu shaojue smiled: "aunt Meng flattered me. I have a little sister. She looks good."
"I know, mu mu, our best friend." Meng Wenhui was amazed at the beauty of the family.
Jila took someone to set breakfast. Meng Huiwen made another pot of soup and said with a smile, "today's soup is good. It's fresh. Young Jue, you can drink more and moisten your lungs."
"Thank you, aunt Meng." Major Mu glanced at Jila, which meant - look at your mother, how nice to me?
Jila didn't dare to look at him. She ran away last night. She was still embarrassed.
"Niuniu, you should also eat quickly. After eating, go to work with the young Lord. Don't worry about moving. Just now this guy has told me that he will stay and help me." Meng Wenhui pointed to Mu Dong.
Ji La said to Mu Dong, "then I'll trouble Dong Ge."
"Say what trouble, half a day." Mu Dong said.
All the way, young master Mu left with Jila after breakfast, and no one came to the main courtyard.
Zhou Jingyi's women shouldn't dare. Ji Hongchang probably has no face.
Early in the morning, Jila heard the gossip. Ji Shao didn't come back until dawn. When he came back, he probably heard that something had happened at home, so he quarreled with Ding Ling and shouted for a divorce.
How could Zhou Jingyi dare to divorce Ding Ling and Ji Shao? Ding Ling is not a vegetarian. She will never be as good as major mu. She is expected to dare to say anything unless she is told to shut up forever. However, the Ji family is now in turmoil. It's better to have one more thing than one less thing. Besides, the Ji family is still waiting to have grandchildren. Ding Ling is no longer a thing. She is always married by the Ming media of the Ji family, and her children are always better than those of unknown origin outside. Even for their grandson, Ji Hongchang and Zhou Jingyi can't agree with Ji
Shao divorced.
It is said that the couple fought and were very lively. Jila thought it was funny. How long did Jilao stop and relapse again.
With Mu Dong's help, Meng Wenhui moved very quickly. She and Jila didn't have anything, just clothes, jewelry and other things. After a few boxes, they disappeared.
Probably afraid that Meng Wenhui packed the things of Ji's family, Zhou Jingyi also asked the housekeeper to "help". The old housekeeper stood aside with a red old face. When Meng Wenhui packed the box, the housekeeper couldn't hang his old face.
Mu Dong has been sneering at Ji's family. It's really an eye opener.
Before noon, Mu Dong sent Meng Wenhui back to the small villa where she used to live. The family had been cleaned in advance. Mu Dong didn't go back to reply to young Lord Mu until Meng Wenhui was settled.
Put a cup of coffee on the table of major mu, and Jila stopped talking.
As he thumbed through the documents, it was like looking for eyes on his head. After turning two more pages, seeing that Jila still had no intention to speak, major Mu sighed, looked up at her and smiled: "what's the matter, what do you want to say?"
Jila looked at him, with no expression on her cold and gorgeous little face, but her eyes looked closely at major mu. At this age, almost everything Jila encounters is on her own. There was no one to help her, no one to support her. She was badly beaten outside. When she came home, she had to comfort her mother as if nothing had happened. That's how she grew up. Girls like to laugh when she was a child
。 Only when she was a little sensible did she know that not everyone has the right to laugh. Meng Wenhui often feels guilty and blames herself for not giving Jila a healthy family environment and an omnipotent father like someone else's family; Blaming herself for her sake made Jila realize the hardships of life too early. She was like a seedling suddenly raised, almost overnight
, it's shocking to be sensible.
Because she was used to carrying everything by herself, now suddenly someone stood in front of her. Jila's mood was very complicated.
She felt that she should say thank you, but there seemed to be too many "thank you" to this person. These two words were so few that they could not summarize what she thought in her heart.
"You're like this..." major Mu smiled helplessly, "it affects my handling of military affairs."
Jila's expression froze. "I'm sorry, Young Marshal. I, I want to say..."
Major Mu looked at her and said, "what do you want to say?"
"I want to say that. I'm serious." Jila looked cold and serious. She raised her head, held her chest straight, her hands vertical, and her middle finger close to her trouser seam, just like what she was doing an important military report.
With that, she slapped a military salute before waiting for the reply of young master Mu: "my subordinates are busy."
Then... Ran away again
With his fist against his lips, young master Mu smiled in a low voice and his eyes were gentle.
At noon, mu shaoting suddenly came and said he was going to have dinner with his brother, but looking at his expression, it was hard to say.
The two brothers went to the restaurant. At noon, mu shaoting still wanted to drink. He was stopped by Mu Shao Jue with a look in his eyes.
"OK, if you don't drink, don't drink. Then let me stay with you for a while." Mu shaoting said. Mourinho did not have a good airway: "do you think I'm free?" He doesn't even have time to fall in love, okay? If it hadn't been for his foresight to transfer Jila to his side early, major Mu was really busy. It's estimated that he didn't even have time to see Jila.