Chapter 312

When the two brothers returned to Mu Chen's villa, the gate of the villa was opened immediately. Zhang Xiao hugged Mu Ya and called Yang Xi's mother and son to come in.

Seeing the pair of brothers in the distance, Yang Xi hesitated a bit, it seemed that she came at an inopportune time.

The young master of the Mu family is here.

After Yang Xi heard that the young master of the Mu family had a car accident and became disabled, his temperament changed drastically, and he didn't like strangers appearing in front of him. To Mu Yi, her mother and son are both strangers.

"There are guests." When Yang Xi hesitated a little, Mu Yi raised his voice to ask Zhang Xiao gently, and Mu Chen pushed his elder brother forward.

When he saw Zhang Xiao, Mu Chen's gaze was like glue, glued to Zhang Xiao's body, the affection was so obvious that even Yang Xi could see it, no, even Mu Ya felt something was wrong. She struggled and slipped from Zhang Xiao's arms to the ground, and ran over at a trot.

"Mu Ya." Seeing his little niece trotting over, Mu Yi thought that he was happy to see his uncle, and smiled more gently. He leaned forward while sitting, trying to hug the little niece who ran over, Mu Yi But Ya avoided his outstretched hands and ran around to stop in front of Mu Chen who was behind the wheelchair, her little hands were pulling at the hem of Mu Chen's clothes.

Mu Chen stopped, thinking that his daughter wanted to hug him, and sighing in his heart, his daughter finally realized that he was her father. The next moment, he was speechless by his daughter's immature childish voice, "Daddy, my mother!"

The daughter of a certain young man was talking domineeringly, and at the same time wanted to climb on top of a certain young man. The young master picked up his own daughter tactfully, and the young girl covered the two eyes of the young master with her white and tender hands, and repeated Remember the sentence just now: "Daddy, my mother!"

Mu Chen: ...

He forgot that his own daughter was always on guard against him, preventing him from snatching Zhang Xiao away.

The sight just now was glued to Zhang Xiao's body like glue, and then this little rival found out, and the little rival immediately ran over to remind him that it was her mother!

"Mu Ya, what is this?" Mu Yi turned his head and smiled at his younger brother who was holding his daughter, but his face was like a kaleidoscope, and teased his younger brother in a low voice: "Chen, it seems that you have quite a lot of rivals in love."

There were black lines on Mu Chen's face.

Zhang Xiao walked over with Yang Xi's mother and son. She was used to Mu Ya's little overbearing.

Mu Chen must have said something to Mu Ya, otherwise Mu Ya would not be so guarded against her father.

Thinking with her toes, Zhang Xiao also knew that it was related to her.

"Brother, this is Mrs. Zhong, my friend. I met her on the road, so I invited her to sit down." Zhang Xiao introduced Yang Xi to Mu Yi, and Mu Yi nodded gently to Yang Xi, "Hi, Mrs. Zhong."

"Master Mu, I'm bothering you." Yang Xi was a little surprised by Mu Yi's attitude towards her, which was gentle and polite, not at all like the outside rumors. She taught Zhong Yang again, "Say hello to uncle." Mu Yi is older than Mr. Zhong, so Zhong Yang should call Mu Yi uncle.

Zhong Yang called Mu Yi sensiblely.

Mu Chen sneezed a few more times.

With a swipe, everyone's eyes turned to him.

Mu Ya blinked, tilted her head, and looked at her handsome daddy curiously. Mu Chen said coldly: "It's raining a little, maybe I've caught a cold." After saying that, he looked at Zhang Xiao.

Zhang Xiao looked natural, "Mr. Mu, Aunt Lan made ginger soup, did you drink it?"

"Ginger soup is very spicy. I don't like spicy food." A certain young man replied very naturally, and he answered very reasonably.

Zhang Xiao had dark lines on his face.

Yang Xi wanted to laugh a little, but he was too embarrassed to do so because of being polite.

"Chen, since we have guests, let's all go back to the room." Mu Yi looked at Yang Xi again, and asked politely: "Mrs. Zhong, please sit inside."

Yang Xi quickly smiled back at him.

A group of people returned to the house.

Zhang Xiao feeds Mu Ya porridge first.

But Mu Ya anxiously wanted to move her toys to Zhong Yang to play with, Zhang Xiao asked her to finish eating the porridge before she could play, the little guy had to finish eating the porridge obediently.

"Brother Yang." After eating and drinking, Mu Ya walked over and pulled up Zhong Yang who was sitting quietly beside his mother. Zhong Yang glanced at his mother, and only after getting her mother's permission did he follow Mu Ya. Mu Ya brought him to her toy shelf, reached out and took a toy and handed it to Zhong Yang.

Just when Zhao Ziru came over, she chatted with Yang Xi in the hall, while Mu Yi quietly accompanied her, occasionally returning a warm smile.

Taking advantage of everyone's inattention, Zhang Xiao brought the young man who was afraid of spicy food back to the restaurant.

Aunt Lan was very discerning, and immediately reheated the ginger soup that was disliked by a certain young lady, and placed it on the dining table.

"Mr. Mu, drink up the ginger soup." Zhang Xiao pushed the bowl of ginger soup in front of Mu Chen, staring at him with beautiful eyes.

Mu Chen's eyes were looking left and right, but he didn't dare to meet Zhang Xiao's eyes, and whispered: "Zhang Xiao, Aunt Lan wants to burn me to death, she put a lot of ginger, I can tell when I smell it It's very spicy, I, you, you should know that I don't eat spicy food."

"I don't tell you to eat spicy food, but to drink ginger soup."

Eating is not the same as drinking.

"hot."

Mu Chen made up his mind not to drink.

Glancing at Zhang Xiao, he said flatteredly, "You care about me."

Zhang Xiao just gave him a blank stare, and said seriously: "Mr. Mu, I said we don't talk about feelings now. If you don't want to catch a cold, please drink this bowl of ginger soup." He kept sneezing, Already suffering from wind and cold, I refuse to drink ginger soup, just waiting to catch a cold.

Mu Chen curled his lips, "You didn't cook it, I won't drink it."

Zhang Xiao was almost pissed off by him.

"You mean, you just drink what I cook?" Zhang Xiao asked sinisterly, Mu Chen's scalp tingled when he heard it, and realized that he had dug a hole and jumped himself. Under Zhang Xiao's scorching gaze, what he said It's like pouring water, it's hard to get it back, so I have to be very careful, very careful.

Zhang Xiao turned around and left, cooking ginger soup for him himself.

Mu Chen hurriedly followed her into the kitchen, and saw that she had found a bag containing ginger, and there was still half a bag of ginger, she took it all out and washed it...

The more Mu Chen looked, the greener his face became, and the more numb his scalp became.

Swallowing, he tried to plead for himself, "That, that, Zhang Xiao, do you want to go to the hospital to see Ye Qing, I'll take you there, ginger soup, um, no need to cook, there is already a big bowl outside .”

Aunt Lan's ginger soup is spicy, definitely not as spicy as Zhang Xiao's.

"It only takes a few minutes to cook a bowl of ginger soup." Zhang Xiao cut the washed ginger into pieces, not giving Mu Chen a chance to get rid of it.

He wants to drink the ginger soup she cooked herself, she cooks it for him, it won't kill him if it's spicy!

Mu Chen was speechless.

Seeing Zhang Xiao cutting ginger continuously, his face turned pale, and he swallowed desperately, "Zhang Xiao, ginger is quite expensive, so save it."

"Mr. Mu doesn't even have the money to buy ginger?"

"...Yes." He just felt that she used half a bag of ginger to make ginger soup, which he thought was too wasteful.