Chapter 13： I am poor

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Chapter 13 I'm Poor

Mu Nuan was stunned for a moment before he reacted. The master of this voice was "Mu Jiachen".

"Why haven't you left yet?"

The answer to her was the sound of the phone being hung up.

She looked at the hung-up phone and squatted, holding her head irritably.

Why should everyone come to embarrass her?

Xiao Chuhe and Mu Liyan gave birth to her, but never loved her.

She was forced to marry into the Mu family, but Mu Tingxiao hated to see her.

She didn't want to cause trouble, but "Mu Jiachen" had to bother her.

But, regardless of "Mu Jiachen", will he really tell Mu Tingxiao that she seduce him?

Thinking of this possibility, Mu Nuan Nuan took a deep breath and stood up.

Although she used such things to threaten Xiao Chuhe and Mu Wanqi, but if "Mu Jiachen" is really bullshit, regardless of the true and false Mu family, she will first sacrifice her to preserve the reputation of Mu family.

...

Mu Nuannuan did not pack the dishes mentioned by "Mu Jiachen", but went to the vegetable farm to buy the ingredients and go back.

She opened the door and saw the tall body of "Mu Jiachen" nested in her single sofa.

The handsome man leaned his head against the back of the sofa, his two long legs overlapped, and maintained a free and comfortable posture. If his face was too pale, the calm and calm look could hardly tell that he was a People who just got gunshot wounds.

Even so, he still looked out of place with her narrow, simple cubicle.

After all, it was the young master who was spoiled and grown up in the wealthy family. Even if the character is a little worse, the elegant elegance on his body cannot be hidden.

She set aside the vegetable in her hand and bent over to change her shoes.

The breathtaking breath suddenly approached.

She looked up sharply and saw the man who had been leaning on the sofa before. Somehow she had approached her and was looking down at the food she had brought back.

Mu Tingxiao saw the food she bought, and raised her eyebrows at her: "Is this your package?"

Mu Nuannuan has changed his shoes, turned to take the dishes, and the tone is faint: "Packing cooked vegetables is too expensive, I am poor."

Mu Tingxiao looked at the clothes on her, and it did look cheap and old.

His newly-wed is really...especially shabby.

Mu Nuan didn't mind his thoughts when he was warm, and went to the partitioned kitchenette with the dishes.

...

An hour later, Mu Nuan Nuan prepared the dishes.

Mu Tingxiao put down her cell phone and glanced at her, her eyes on the dishes she made.

The dishes are very good in appearance and look very light, very suitable for the patients' diet.

Mu Nuan Nuan Sheng put the meal in front of him, no longer care about him.

After a casual glance, she found that "Mu Jiachen" suddenly sagged after eating a few dishes, and her expression looked a little gloomy.

Mu Nuan warmed his heart.

What's wrong?

Can she offend the young master by making a dish?

Mu Tingxiao put down his chopsticks with a somber face, and got up and walked out.

The pace is steady, not weak at all.

Mu Nuan's movement of picking rice slightly paused, but still did not follow.

Outside the door.

Mu Tingxiao irritatedly took a cigarette in his pocket, and took a long time to think of no smoke.

The familiar taste just reminded him of his mother.

Although the gentle and elegant mother was born, she is gentle and virtuous, and she likes to cook soup.

Only, in the end...

He remembered the wet and dirty basement, clenched his fists and punched **** the wall, making a "bang" sound.

Even Mu Nuan Nuan, who was sitting in the house for dinner, heard this voice.

Mu Nuan Nuan hesitated for a while, still not assured, put down the tableware and opened the door: "What's wrong? What happened?"