Chapter 95

Simuccio pinched his eyebrows and felt helpless about his wife's thinking mode. He thought he was very handsome and decent. Why did his wife always think he was not a good man?

Lin Yi opened the black iron carved door with a wink. Ximuqiao took her hand and took her to the yard.

"Don't worry, your husband earns more money than your face. Don't talk nonsense all day."

Joe Mu nodded. It's good to be clean, otherwise she won't be at ease.

The front courtyard of the villa is very large. The road leading to the villa is paved with pebbles. There are all kinds of flowers and trees on both sides. In winter, all the trees are bare, but Qiao Mu recognized the cherry tree at a glance.

She immediately screamed excitedly and pointed to the bare trees, "uncle, look, it's all cherry trees, my mother, so many."

Ximuqiao looked at Qiaomu's cheerful and disorderly jumping, and recalled the corners of his lips, "do you like it?"

Her big eyes flashed, heavily nodded her head, "I like it, I like it best. My birthday is when the cherry blossoms are in full bloom. At that time, the sky and the ground were pink, but it was beautiful."

Ximuqiao raised her hand and smoothed down a strand of hair blown by the cold wind. Her eyes were full of spoil, little fool. How could I not know that you like cherry blossoms? In order to let you see today, all the workers were transplanted overnight.

Qiao Mu clasped his hands and leaned against his pretty chin. He was so excited that he couldn't find the north, "I really want it to blossom now."

Simuccio patted her little head and said with a smile, "your husband can't do it. Wait slowly."

Qiao Mu followed him and pointed to a two-story villa not far away. "Why is there a house over there?"

He looked along Qiao Mu's fingers and said half true and half false, "that's a side house. If you don't obey me in the future, I'll lock you up in the small black room there and let you think about it quietly."

"Is there anyone living there?"

"No."

Qiao Mu trembled for a moment, and her face showed a frightened expression. She didn't want to be locked up in a small black room. She was afraid of being alone, and she was even more afraid of the dark.

Qiao Mu raised his small face and looked at Xi Muqiao seriously. "Uncle, I'm very good."

Simuccio glanced at her faintly and was not confused by her. He knew that this little thing always talked to people, talked nonsense and played scoundrels. It was common for him to hum coldly, "look at your performance in the future."

She was so obedient that she didn't doubt what simuccio said, because he always kept his word.

"Who else lives here?"

"Sister Wang and Uncle Li, your driver Xiao Zhao, there are some managers on the back mountain. However, the back mountain is far from the villa."

Joe Mu swallowed his saliva. My God, it's too luxurious. These people live in such a big place. Won't they be afraid at night?

Wait, and her driver Xiao Zhao?

"I still have the driver?"

"Yes, if you want to go there in the future, let Xiao Zhao send you."

Aunt Wang heard a voice in the yard and hurried out. Her husband told her this morning that she would bring her wife back today.

She smiled and nodded at them. "Sir, madam."

Xi Muqiao nodded. Qiao Mu didn't recognize anyone at all. It was more natural. She smiled and raised her little claw to greet sister-in-law Wang, "Hello, Aunt Wang. I'm Qiao mu."

Aunt Wang was brought by Xi Muqiao from Xi's old house. She stayed at Xi's house for more than 30 years. Xi Muqiao was watched and grew up by Aunt Wang. Aunt Wang was responsible for food and clothing from small to large.

She was a little fat, smiled and narrowed her eyes. She was very kind. Because of her health, she and Uncle Li had no children and had long regarded ximuqiao as their own son.

When she was a child, she called him Muqiao. When she was a teenager, she changed to a young master, and later to a gentleman. Ximuqiao asked her to call him by his name, but Aunt Wang refused. Even if the gentleman was kind to her, she couldn't forget the rules.

She looked at Qiao Mu carefully. She was very excited. Her eyes were gradually filled with tears. She looked at the growing child from her swaddling clothes and finally brought her wife back.

Xi Muqiao smiled and came forward to hold her shoulder. The kind expression and tone Qiao Mu had never seen, "what are you crying about? Muqiao brought his wife back. Are you unhappy?"

Aunt Wang gathered his coat for him and looked up at the tall simuqiao. "What nonsense? Aunt Wang is happy. My husband is not single at last."

Aunt Wang held a man in one hand, "hurry into the house. It's cold outside."

After entering the villa, Qiao Mu was shocked again. The whole living room has 300 square meters. The decoration of European court style is high-end and high-grade. The ground is covered with thick wool carpets, expensive and elegant, European style crystal chandeliers, elegant and romantic, as well as countless hanging decorations and ornaments.

What Tang tricolor blue and white porcelain celebrity calligraphy and paintings and all kinds of oil paintings, she knows that Xi Muqiao certainly disdains to put out counterfeits. These must be true!

The intersection of Chinese and Western culture and art will not make people feel very incompatible. On the contrary, there is a strong sense of visual impact in the thick European style.

Shit, it's so extravagant. Everything here will sell for a lot of money, won't it? This man can enjoy it too. I'm sick!

Qiao Mu is a little dizzy. God, what kind of man did she marry? She has money, face, power and money.

He has more money than he thought!

After ten years of poverty, she suddenly let her live here. After her short joy, she was deeply uneasy, which was much better than before her family went bankrupt.

"What's the matter? Look silly? "

Simuccio took her to the sofa and sat down. Looking at her little face, she was still smiling. How could she be expressionless?

Qiao Mu pulled her fingers. She turned her head and looked at Xi Muqiao with a thin voice, "uncle, we'd better go back and live here. It's too luxurious and luxurious. I'm not used to it. I always feel uneasy."

Ximuqiao took her hand, and her palm was red. He gently pinched her fingers. His voice was gentle. "This is our home. Let's live and try it first."

Qiao Mu stared at his dark and deep eyes. She seemed to see flattery from inside. She felt that she must be dazzled and blinked. She nodded, "OK."

Simukio's lips burst into a smile. "Let's go and take you to see your gift."

Joe Mu's eyes suddenly widened and was pulled up from the sofa by Xi Muqiao, "ah?"

She suddenly remembered what simuccio said in the car that she would dismantle it slowly when she got home. It's not very good. No matter what, she has to wait until after dark!

She glanced at their two smiling aunts Wang, blushed and approached him and whispered, "uncle, wait a minute, it's still bright this day. We're doing it at night. Can we do it at night?"