The more Mu Qing said, the more he felt that his young wife was full of merits, no one could compare her, and she hated Yun Che even more in her heart.
After Mo Lingyuan listened silently, the chill that permeated his body gradually disappeared.
After Mu Qing left, he sat in the study for a while before returning to the bedroom.
Chu Yunyao was still sleeping ignorantly. He lay sideways beside her, caressing her increasingly delicate and beautiful face, and murmured in a low voice: "Yunyao, is it true that your husband is the only one in your heart as Mu Qing said? ?”
After getting along these days, he became more and more sure of her attachment and intimacy with him, and knew that she actually had him in her heart, but he was not sure if there was another man in her heart.
He didn't dare to ask, afraid of getting an answer he didn't want to hear, but he couldn't restrain himself from thinking wildly.
Tossing and turning, Mo Lingyuan didn't close his eyes all night.
When Chu Yunyao got up, the sky was only getting dark, the yard was full of noise and joy, and Mo Lingyuan was no longer in the bedroom.
After grooming, Chu Yunyao opened the door, and saw that everyone was busy and beaming.
Renzhi built a ladder and pasted the Spring Festival couplets written by He Wenhao on each door.
Mo Lingwei and Li Bo were hanging lanterns, while Bao'er swept the yard clean.
Seeing Chu Yunyao come out, Bao'er happily ran over, "Miss, tonight is the last day of this year, and my master sent people to bring a lot of fireworks back, we are going to set off fireworks tonight."
Bao'er, who lives in the country, has never seen what fireworks in the city look like when they are in full bloom.
Seeing that Baoer was looking forward to it, Chu Yunyao said, "If you want to watch it, you can play it now."
Bao'er shook her head: "The fireworks display in broad daylight is not as good as at night, so it saves a lot of waste. What's more, Mr. Mu has been running around all night, and he only came back when it was almost dawn. He is catching up on sleep, so as not to wake him up. "
"What did he do last night?" Chu Yunyao looked around, but did not see Mo Lingyuan, and asked, "Where is Lingyuan? Did you go out again?"
Bao'er pointed to the location of the study room: "In the study room, I said to finish the business in the morning and take you out for a stroll at noon, Mr. Mu has been very busy these days..."
While chatting happily, an unexpected guest came.
Gong Su and An Haoyu drove in with various gifts.
The laughter in the yard stopped abruptly, and they all looked towards the door.
Gong Su didn't seem to notice those strange eyes, and walked straight towards Mo Lingwei.
Mo Lingwei was wearing a plain cheongsam with exquisite magnolia flowers embroidered on her hands. Her long black hair was coiled up, and a white jade hairpin was worn on her bun. She had no makeup on her face, and her skin was as snow-like as pearls and jade.
She stepped on the wooden ladder erected with both feet, stretched her neck, raised her head and hung a red lantern under the eaves.
Gong Su supported the wooden ladder with one hand, looked up at her, a smile inadvertently flowed from the bottom of his warm eyes, overflowing with tenderness, he said worriedly and concerned: "Be careful."
It doesn't matter if he doesn't say that, but his sudden sound startled Mo Lingwei so much that she almost lost her footing and fell off the wooden ladder...
Seeing this, Gong Su put his arms around her waist: "Be careful!"
Mo Lingwei grabbed his arm with her backhand, covered her heart in fear, and stood up again.
Before the two of them had time to withdraw their hands, they heard a siren sound, and another car suddenly broke in from outside.
Mo Lingwei raised her eyes, and met a pair of sharp and narrow eyes like sharp blades. Her whole body was like falling into an ice cellar, which made her freeze in place for an instant, and she was so dazed that she forgot to react...