Famous family's spoil: Morning, husband

Chapter 444

"Mr. Mo is back." Wang Ma is sitting in the living room chatting with Su Murong about her daily life. When she sees Mo Shibei coming into the room, she gets up to say hello.

Su Murong is not a fussy person, but he likes to eat Wang Ma's food. It's delicious, so when he comes back to Mo's home, Mo shiranbei brings her.

"Brother Shibei, you've been tired all day. Have a rest early. I'll go first." Mo Chuxin follows Mo Shibei, and tells him that as she said at the beginning, she only sends him to the door, and then turns to leave.

Wang Ma couldn't help looking at Su Murong worried: "Miss, I'll go first and pick up the rice for porridge tomorrow morning." With her permission, she went straight to the kitchen.

Mo Shibei regretted her proposal. He saw Su Murong's deep anger.

"Just now I met her outside the garage and said to send me back. That's it."

He didn't know why he wanted to explain. Was he afraid that Su Murong might misunderstand him? It's not the first time that I have been alone with Mo Chuxin. What can I explain.

But the words had already been spoken and could not be taken back, so he hung his head and felt a little depressed.

This is the first time since the cold war that the two men have spoken, and they are still active.

"You don't need to explain. The Mo family is young and romantic. The colored flag outside has already swayed through the market. Anyway, the red flag in the family is unstable. It's good to change it to a stable one."

Su Murong stood up and grinned with disdain.

"What's unstable? Does anyone say something in front of you? That's what they mean. You're my woman. You can only listen to me. " Mo Shi North two sword eyebrows inverted vertical, tentatively asked.

"No, I'm just tired of it. I don't want to be like this anymore. I don't want to be like this anymore."

Su Murong shook his head, eyes firmly meet him, light said.

"Did the young lady of the Mo family give in to you?" Mo Shi North bit steel teeth, close to her, sinister asked.

"Master Mo, please make it clear that now I'm not the eldest daughter-in-law of the Mo family. At most, I'm a woman who gives birth to children for you."

Su Murong said fiercely, with a disdainful smile on his face.

"In the past, you didn't want it. Now the situation is too complicated to rectify your name for the time being." Mo Shibei sighed and pinched her chin with tenderness in her eyes.

"Young master, you think too much. I don't want fame. I want to leave here with two children." Su Murong shook his head slightly, shook off his slender fingers and said in a slow voice.

"No, I don't agree." Mo Shibei didn't even think about it and immediately gave a negative answer.

"Shi Bei, don't be silly. It's too inconvenient for me to stay in the Mo family like this now. I will give you all kinds of advice." Su Murong has made up her mind that she must persuade him to let go and let her leave with her children.

"Who dares to point out, I let him not see tomorrow's sun." Mo Shibei was just close to her. When he heard these words, he turned angrily and left behind a cruel word and went upstairs.

He didn't want to argue with her on this issue any more. Her argument was a great temptation to him. Her open and close lips were extremely attractive.

If it wasn't for the doctor's saying that a woman undergoing cesarean section needs at least three months' rest, can't do strenuous exercise, can't have sex, should have a good rest, and should have a good recovery, I would have done it for her.

What a unreasonable man. He can't hear a word of argument when it's crucial.

Su Murong once again sat back in the sofa, slightly closed his eyes, two willow eyebrows slightly frowned.

Yang'er and yue'er have fallen asleep, and they are brought back to their respective bedrooms by their wet nurse, but now she has no sense of sleepiness.

Mo Shibei doesn't let them go. She should be happy. He doesn't want to let them go because he cares about them, but she is upset.

The more he insisted on protecting their mother and son, the more she couldn't bear it.

Mo Shibei, no one in Hong Kong City dares not to take care of a man. He can't delay his career because of his love.

She also knows that Mr. Mo has always attached great importance to him and is ready to hand over the Mo family's property to him. If the stalemate between himself and his business continues, it will certainly have an impact on his future career.

A man's career is the most important thing. It's the value of their survival in this world. If they can't help him, they can't hold him back.

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In the morning, Su Murong felt a little headache, so he didn't eat breakfast downstairs.

"Isn't your wife awake yet?" Mo Shibei went into the kitchen and didn't see Su Murong, so he looked at Wang Ma who was preparing breakfast.

"My wife is not feeling well today. She says she wants to sleep a little longer."

Wang Ma helplessly shook her head, thinking of Su Murong's pale face, a burst of heartache.

"Does she have a stomachache again?" Mo Shibei saw her appearance and couldn't help mentioning it.

I haven't heard Su Murong say that she has a stomachache for a long time. I almost forget her old problem.

"I don't know. She's just tired in the quilt. I advise her not to go to the hospital."

"Well, go ahead and cook something for your stomach. I'll see her later."

Mo Shibei was drinking the porridge in front of him with a dignified look. He didn't immediately get up and go upstairs.

Now that he and Su Murong are alone, it's a little creepy. He doesn't say much. When he thinks of the dispute between them last night, she even says that she wants to leave her. He is afraid that her behavior today is disgusting and forcing her to submit.

"Mr. Mo, this is the millet porridge I've just cooked. With brown sugar, it's the best one to Nourish Qi and stomach."

Wang Ma saw that he had finished his breakfast, and then she brought a delicate tray. There was a beautiful small porcelain bowl in it. The whole body of enamel painting exuded attractive light. At a glance, she knew that it was valuable.

Yunyi is a person who pays great attention to the style of life, so in the villa where she lives, in addition to the high-end furniture and no second one in the world, even the dishes and chopsticks used in the kitchen have their own characteristics. Eating at home is like visiting a small exhibition. The tableware of various shapes and colors in different ages is dazzling.

"I see. You can do it."

Mo Shibei looked at the utensils in front of him, his eyes slightly frowned. After a while, he got up and took up the tray and went upstairs.

"Dong Dong Dong."

There were three regular and gentle knocks on the door. Mo Shibei pushed the door directly without waiting for the people inside to speak.

"Wang ma..." Su Murong is curled up in a daze in the quilt. He hears a knock on the door and is ready to speak, but he comes in with an enamel painted porcelain jar he likes very much.

"Mother Wang said you have a stomachache. Let me bring you this bowl of porridge to drink while it's hot." Mo Shi Bei put the tray in his hand on the bedside table and said faintly.

This reason is really predictable. How can a cook direct a young master to deliver food.

"I don't have a stomachache, but thank you all the same." Su Murong didn't expose him either, but with a slight hum, his head went deeper and deeper into the quilt.

"Why don't you go to the hospital? The private hospital is in the yard and it's not far from here." Mo Shibei saw her appearance, thought of her stomach spasm pain, can't help but worry about looking at her.

Stubborn man, said not stomachache, how to still say oneself mouth is hard? Who is hard?

"I just have a headache. Maybe I didn't sleep well last night. Just lie down for a while." However, she explained the reason why she was bedridden, so as not to be misinterpreted by him.

I'm not afraid of misinterpretation. I'm afraid that he will go his own way. I'll be in trouble when I call Aike later.

As for doctors, they all have occupational diseases. Even if they are not ill, they have to ask and check inside and outside.

She doesn't dislike Ike, but now she just wants to have a quiet rest and not be disturbed by anyone.

"Headache, how can it be like this."

Mo Shibei sat beside her and caressed her forehead with a warm hand.

"I'd better ask someone to call a doctor to come here. I don't dare to have a fever, but it's better to have a look just in case, so as not to let the two children get infected. They are too small to resist."

He got up and went out. Because the door was open, Mo Shibei said to the downstairs, "go to the hospital and ask AI kezai to come. He said that his wife has a bad headache and needs immediate treatment."

"Yes, young master." A servant downstairs took the order.

"Zhiya ~" the door was pushed open again, which was different from the force and brutality of the first time. This time, it was very light and soft, and even the door was closed without a sound.

Su Murong pretends to be asleep, and the slight sound stops his approaching steps.

"What a poor kitten." Mo Shibei helplessly looked at her long eyelashes, and sighed.

One second, two seconds, maybe half a minute later, when Su Murong felt that he was going to be unable to install it, he turned and walked out, and gently closed the door of the room.

Poor kitten, he used these five words to describe himself. It's really speechless.

Su Murong had made up her mind to break up with Mo Shibei, but she couldn't make up her mind to fight him.

"What should I do, dad?" Looking at the beautiful enamel can placed on the bedside table, her eyes were full of tears.

Su's mother also liked all kinds of tableware and ornaments when she was alive. In her impression, there were four people in the family eating. Even the rice bowls, chopsticks and spoons used by everyone were not the same. They were all one for each person, and there were only a few tableware in the world.

By the way, tableware, plates of different shapes or ornaments, this is the reason why they met each other. Later, they often came and went, and then they became close to each other.

Thinking of this, Su Murong immediately sat up.

She hasn't been to see her father for a long time, and she doesn't know how he is recovering now. Does she give him a massage every day?

Su Murong has heard a lot about young people abusing the elderly. The nurse she hired is a woman in her forties. She is honest and honest, and takes good care of the old man. Otherwise, she would not have been able to spend so long in Mo's home.

After washing and dressing, he found a goose yellow silk skirt and a casual Cape. Su Murong was going out when he ran into Ike, a doctor in Mo's private hospital.

"Granny, aren't you sick? Where are you going? "