Chapter 135: My Wife urges me Home.

Chapter 135

In the evening, Sheng Mumu returned to Xiyu Yuetin.

As she bent down to change her shoes, her phone vibrated.

She received a WeChat message from Qi Mo.

"I have a friend's dinner tonight, won't be back for dinner."

Sheng Mumu was stunned for a few seconds.

What is she doing?

Should she inform her?

With a smile, Sheng Mumu tapped the screen and replied, "One point for your gentlemanly behavior."

Just after she sent the message, her lips gently pursed.

Her long lashes concealed the faint flicker in her eyes as she added another message:

"One point for your likability."

On the other side,

Qi Mo was on her way to the dinner gathering.

When she saw Sheng Mumu's message, her chest trembled slightly, and her laughter became low.

Her slender fingertips hovered above the screen as she pressed the reply button:

"Are you so cautious with giving points? Should the referee consider it again?"

Sheng Mumu was still changing her shoes when she noticed her phone lighting up, so she sat on the shoe-changing stool.

Leaning against the soft cushion behind her, she opened the chat box and arched her eyebrows suddenly.

The man in the back seat of the luxury car had been staring at his phone.

After a short sound effect of "xu," the screen received her message:

"This contestant, if you say more, points will be deducted."

In the villa,

Zhang Housekeeper stood by with hands behind his back, wearing an expression that said, "I understand everything."

He handed over a warm towel and wiped his wife's hands properly.

Sheng Mumu was about to take the warm towel when a new message arrived.

Her hand, still in mid-air, paused and then retreated as she lit up her phone.

Qi Mo: "No, even one point is a point. I'll slowly accumulate them."

Unable to help herself, Sheng Mumu imagined how Qi Mo would sound saying this sentence in his deep voice.

Just the thought of it made her clear eyes curve, and her dimples deepen slightly.

It's a bit funny.

At this moment, footsteps came from behind.

Dragging and lazy.

Just by listening, she knew that Qi Shaobai had returned.

Sheng Mumu changed into her indoor slippers and turned her head to look.

"Xiao Qi, your dad has a business dinner tonight, and I have a big plan. I invite you to join."

Qi Shaobai, with a backpack slung over one shoulder, furrowed his brow in alertness upon hearing her words.

"What plan?"

The more serious Sheng Mumu appeared, the more he felt that something was amiss.

It wasn't because she found exercising alone too boring and wanted a workout partner.

Seeing that Qi Shaobai still had the expression of "I don't want to move," Sheng Mumu didn't force him like a stepmother would. Instead, she tried a different approach to persuade him.

"Classmate Xiaoqi, think about it. In a way, exercising regularly every week is a display of self-discipline. Once a person achieves self-discipline, what else in life can defeat them?"

"That's not it, from a certain perspective," Qi Shaobai remained unmoved and shrugged his shoulders.

With confidence, he said, "Not maintaining self-discipline is also a form of self-discipline."

Sheng Mumu: ...

Wow...

That...

Makes sense.

For a moment, she couldn't find a reasonable argument to refute him.

Qi Shaobai's eyebrows lifted confidently as he stared at her, conveying through his expression, "I told you I was right, didn't I?"

Sheng Mumu's temple throbbed, and she sighed helplessly.

She finally understood why Qi Shaobai always lost points in reading comprehension exams.

With this kind of thought process, it's a miracle to get it right.

Since reasoning and persuasion didn't work, Sheng Mumu had to resort to her last move.

"Well then, a forced melon doesn't taste sweet."

She casually shrugged her shoulders, took a step towards the dining room, and said casually, "It's okay, I'll talk to your dad and let him know that the plan to take you to the gym is off."

"Huh? Dad said he wants to take me to the gym?" Qi Shaobai was taken aback by her words and caught up with her steps.

"Yeah," Sheng Mumu didn't even turn her head, "I'm just the messenger. Since you don't want to, there's no need to force it."

With that, she nonchalantly turned her head and glanced at him, "Actually, I think your dad's proposal is quite boring. Who's as... dedicated as him?"

"Fine," Qi Shaobai interrupted Sheng Mumu, "I'll go."

Sheng Mumu stopped in her tracks and turned her body completely towards Qi Shaobai. "Hmm?"

Qi Shaobai averted his gaze, playfully and meekly casting his eyes upwards.

Raising his chin slightly, he said, "Now that I think about it, what you said makes sense. I have been looking a bit thin lately, like I'm not in human form."

Sheng Mumu suppressed a laugh, putting on a show with a serious expression. "Alright, I'll go along with it."

After finishing dinner and returning to the bedroom, Sheng Mumu remembered that she wanted to talk to Qi Mo about this matter.

She sent him a message.

"Guess what? Without your knowledge, I've arranged a task for you."

*Coyly biting a handkerchief.jpg*

At the dining table, the man was toasting and exchanging cups with his business partners.

From the corner of his eye, he noticed his phone light up.

After reading the message, Qi Mo didn't put the phone back on the table. Instead, he pocketed it and calmly set down his wine glass.

Those around him noticed his actions and turned their gazes towards him.

A faint smile appeared on Qi Mo's handsome face as he politely addressed his longtime friends in the business field, "Sorry, guys. You enjoy yourselves, I have to leave first..."

The people at the table had never seen Qi Mo, who was usually aloof and distant, show such an expression, one could even call it a "smug" expression.

They exchanged bewildered glances. They saw Qi Mo stand up and walk towards the private room.

A soft and airy voice drifted down.

"My wife is urging me to go home."