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Mu Yexiao narrowed his eyes as he looked at Su Weiyi, his dark gaze becoming somewhat frightening and dangerous.

He then stood up and walked towards the staircase with both hands in his pockets. His countenance was so sinister that it was terrifying. He didn't say a single word.

Looking at his leaving figure, Su Weiyi hurriedly stood up, raised his voice and said: "Mu Yexiao, didn't you hear it? I said I was going out! "

Abruptly, Mu Yexiao stopped in his tracks as he had just stepped onto the first step of the stairs. With a stiff back, a low and ice-cold voice sounded out, "Whatever you want, I'll get someone to prepare for you!" After saying that, Mu Yexiao began to walk up the stairs.

Su Weiyi's gaze focused on his back as he ran up the stairs. He circled around Mu Yexiao and stood in front of him to block her.

"I said I want to get out!"

Mu Yexiao stopped in his tracks and stood at the foot of the stairs below Su Weiyi. He raised his eyes to look at her currently ice-cold eyes that did not have the slightest trace of emotion, and did not reply.

However, the servants in the living room were still looking at Su Weiyi in disbelief. This was a scene they had never dared to imagine, there was actually someone who dared to question Young Master.

Mu Yexiao just looked at her, his figure reflected in his eyes, hidden so deeply that it was impossible to see through them, and Su Weiyi didn't speak either. Her ice-cold eyes didn't flinch at all when she looked at him, and his gaze looked completely different from before.

After a long while, Mu Yexiao lifted his lips and asked: "The only one, what do you want to do outside?"

"Why do you care?" It was a voice without any emotions.

As he said that, a look of gloom flashed across his eyes. With an unfathomable deep meaning, he raised his voice and said, "Okay! The only thing I can do is let you out, but if you make me happy, I'll let you out! "

As he said that, he walked past Su Weiyi and headed upstairs, not giving Su Weiyi any chance to speak.

"Mu Yexiao!" Su Weiyi raised his voice, but Mu Yexiao didn't have any intention to stop.

Su Weiyi bit his lips, frowned, and looked in the direction that Mu Yexiao disappeared in with narrowed eyes, spitting out anger.

Make him happy? Right now, she was itching to pull his tendons out, yet she wanted to make him happy?

Su Weiyi sat on the sofa, his expression solemn, his eyes frighteningly cold. At the moment, no servant dared to go up and ask Su Weiyi anything, they could only stand respectfully by the side.

At the moment, she was extremely agitated, she could not even calm down to think about the situation, she only wanted to hate Mu Yexiao.

After an unknown amount of time, a servant walked over with a bowl of medicinal juice. This was because whenever this happened, Young Master would instruct Su Weiyi to drink it.

The servant trembled as he brought the tray over. He squatted and placed the porcelain bowl in front of Su Weiyi, respectfully but fearfully saying, "Miss Su! You should drink the medicine now! "

Abruptly, Su Weiyi's gaze fell upon the medicinal juice, and the trembling of the medicinal juice caused her bright eyes to sway slightly. She subconsciously placed his hand on his abdomen, and his originally dark and cold gaze instantly softened, as his agitated heart gradually calmed down.

In the past few days, she had clearly felt her body turning better. She was very clear that the medicine Mu Yexiao gave her had an effect, but suddenly, she thought of something and her gaze darkened. The Shaojue must also have a way to save her and their baby! She had to find him! She had to find him!

She really couldn't stand this kind of life without him around. She was about to go crazy.

Su Weiyi reached out to pick up the medicinal juice, raised his head and gulped it down, then casually threw the exquisite porcelain bowl on the table. He suddenly stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

Very quickly, Su Weiyi made a bowl of noodles and brought it to the study room, then personally brought it in front of him and placed the tray in front of him.

Mu Yexiao, who was writing with a pen in his hand, looked at the bowl in front of him. With a flick of his fingers, he put down the pen, removed his gold-framed eyes and leaned on the soft leather spinning chair.

Raising his eyes to look at Su Weiyi, he saw a dim yellow light shining in front of his eyes, revolving into an unfathomable halo.

Su Weiyi said coldly: "You're hungry! Eat it! "

When he finished speaking, he saw Mu Yexiao smiling, and that smile on his face. It was as if he had surpassed all the beautiful flowers and moons of this time, beautiful to the point that it captivated one's heart.

"I still remember back in New York. The food you made for me was indeed very delicious!" The tone was meaningful.

But when Su Weiyi heard how ear-piercing it was, he tightly clenched his fists. It showed that he was trying his best to endure, and really wanted to directly place the bowl of food on his head.

But not now.

Mu Yexiao raised his eyebrows and looked at her, as if he had seen through her. After a while, he lowered his eyes and looked at the bowl and the ordinary beef noodles, raised his hand, and brought the porcelain bowl in front of him with his slender fingers. He said: "This bowl of noodles also looks very delicious!" He seemed to enjoy himself as he spoke, but her eyes flashed with a strange light.

Su Weiyi looked at him with furrowed brows, his ice-cold eyes seemed to be hiding something, as he did not speak.

Mu Yexiao smiled and glanced at her, then reached out to pick up the silver chopsticks from the tray, gracefully stirring the bowl of beef noodles. Even with such a simple action, it was still extremely charming, but his stirring movements were extremely slow, as though he was waiting for something.

Su Weiyi stared fixedly at the face that he was stirring up, his eyes trembling, as though he was struggling with himself over something.

When Mu Yexiao slowly lifted the noodles and placed them in his mouth, all of a sudden, Su Weiyi's eyes darkened. He suddenly stretched his hand out and snatched the noodles back.

Su Weiyi carried the noodles and directly walked over to the trash can beside the tea table, and directly threw it inside. He stopped walking for a moment, his fingers were tightly clenched, his lips were tightly clenched, and his head was drooping and his breathing was ragged.

Mu Yexiao turned to look at her, put down his chopsticks, and pulled a wet tissue from the side. He elegantly wiped off the grease on his fingers, then stood up and pulled out another wet towel from his mouth as he walked towards Su Weiyi. Seeing her painful back, the smile on his face became even deeper, as if he was very happy.

He walked over to Su Weiyi and stood at his side. Lowering his head, he reached out and lifted Su Weiyi's hand that was covered in grease. He gently lifted up his hand.

He gently wiped away Su Weiyi's slender fingers, his movements gracefully and noble, and his soft and mellow pleasant voice overflowing, "The only one I seem to be a little happy now!"

"…"

"At least you still can't bear for me to die!" The moment Su Weiyi entered, a strange look flashed past her eyes, and he immediately understood what was going on.

Hearing his joyful voice, Su Weiyi became inexplicably angry. She should have watched him eat it, but he gritted his teeth and retracted his hand, turning around and running out of the study room.