Chapter 701： Still thinking about leaving him!

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Three days later.

Liang Yisheng got up in the morning and looked at the time, only to realize that he had lived in the ancestral house for so many days.

In the past few days, Mugane was not always with her. Many times, she was called by the old lady to train how to be a good wife.

Everything is pretty good and calm, but the servant named Bai Xiu'er is not pure.

On the surface, she helped her everywhere, but in fact, she deliberately showed the limelight when the old lady was staring at it to set off Liang Yisheng's shortcomings.

She didn't mind to care about these things with an outsider, ignored them, and went two times. Bai Xiu'er had no chance to take advantage of it.

The old lady assigned her many tasks, and she had no time to manage so many.

Last night, she still studied embroidery till late.

Fortunately, she had learned something from her master before filming, so she didn't disappoint the old lady too much.

She glanced at her sore fingers, planning to get tired of herself.

Turning to look at the man who is still sleeping next to her, she is her "secret weapon" for contact fatigue.

The old lady's vicious tongue is very powerful, and her ears have not suffered less these days.

Only when he is here can he give her a little comfort.

Of course, he will not take the initiative to comfort others.

She will have expectations and regrets, but she is not surprised.

When someone knocked on the door, she put away her smile and turned to get up.

The person who knocked on the door was sent by the old lady and asked her to get up for "morning class".

She is now more tired than filming.

Partially refused to admit defeat, bit the scalp to do it.

Not long after she got up, Mugane opened his eyes.

Seeing her standing in front of the mirror tying her hair, she felt tired.

"If you don't want to do it, don't do it, you don't need to force yourself." He said.

She turned her head, was silent for a while, and said, "Grandma didn't like me in the first place. I won't do more to be more serious."

"Forcing yourself to do things you don't like, you are not the real you presented. There is no need for this."

Liang Yisheng felt a little heavy.

She looked back at him, "I'm going to do it."

After speaking, she walked to the door.

"Your decision, don't cry with me then." He said lightly.

Liang Yisheng curled his eyebrows, opened the door depressed and went out.

Smelly man.

With a low snort, she went downstairs.

Maybe it was a relationship that was in a bad mood, and what she did was not going well on this day.

The old lady was not merciful when criticizing others, so she almost never poked her in the face.

Mujianai heard some sounds upstairs and opened the door and walked down.

However, when I got downstairs, some violent voices suddenly disappeared.

When I reached the top of the stairs, I saw my grandma looking at him with a smile, "Are you hungry? I'll let the kitchen make you something to eat."

Mujianai looked at Liang Yisheng, who was sitting there stubbornly, with a needle and thread in his hand, his face was not so good.

He looked at her silently, hoping she could speak out, saying no.

That way, he will speak for her.

After watching for a few seconds, she chose to lower her head to continue embroidering.

"What happened?"

The old lady squinted Liang Yisheng, "What can you do, I'm telling a story to this kid, don't you?"

Mu Jianai looked at Liang Yisheng.

She didn't look up, "Grandma said yes."

Mugane twisted his eyebrows, but said, "Grandma, just leave these things to professional people. We are here on vacation."

"It's okay, I can." Liang Yisheng interrupted.

She is very competitive.

As his boss for several years, he understands her.

In that case, he didn't need to stop it.

What you think in your mind and what you feel in your heart are two different things.

He started to annoy her to be stronger.

During the day, it was fairly calm.

At night, because of an accident in making glutinous rice balls, her feet were scalded by the soup just out of the pot.

Seeing the bubble's feet, the flames in his heart suddenly burst out, blaming her for a few words.

She was so angry that she drove him to sleep. She had injured her foot and insisted on sleeping on the first floor. In any case, she just didn't ask him, her face was stubborn.

He has a bad temper and lacks patience. After he says "Follow you", he goes upstairs.

When he reached the corner of the stairs, he stopped.

Putting his hands in his pockets at random, his shoulders against the wall, waiting quietly.

Two minutes later, she still didn't wait for a soft word from her, and refused to even call him.

At this moment, he heard the woman talking to herself.

Grief, laugh at yourself, sigh.

Every sentence denies her liking for him.

Every sentence reveals a thick regret.

It seems that falling in love with him is like being shrouded in disaster, life is better than death.

He lowered his head slightly, his eyes filled with strong emotions.

He continued upstairs and returned to the bedroom.

As soon as I walked in, I saw her scarf and clothes on the bed, and the makeup on the dressing table was a bit messy.

He put away all his clothes and walked to the vanity mirror to arrange the cosmetics. In less than a minute, the room returned to silence.

He stared at himself in the mirror with helplessness.

My ears could not help listening to the movement outside, but there was still no footsteps or shouts.

Feeling unhappy, even breathing becomes heavy.

Looking across the small bookcase next to him, he reached out for a book and strode out.

After going downstairs, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the woman still struggling on the sofa. He didn't take the initiative to pay attention to it. He walked to get some water, then walked to her and sat down, reading a book.

The densely packed words in the book are very clear.

He turned a page from time to time, but didn't even know what that page said.

Hearing and visual aftermath are all on the woman.

When she remembered, she wanted to go back to the room, but her feet were inconvenient.

It must be hugged.

He could feel her hesitation and helplessness, the quieter the atmosphere, the tighter the strings on his body.

He lost his patience, gave in first, and proactively said, "Just speak up."

"Don't worry about driving." Liang Yisheng replied.

He breathed harder, his brows furrowed.

After she fell twice, he was impatient and said lightly, "Those who have no brains will do their best."

This did not make her subdued, but aroused her stubborn temper. She actually slept with her back to him and ignored him.

His eyes moved from the book to her feet, sighed, and said, "Get up."

She still did not speak.

"Last chance." His patience has approached zero.

She was silent.

He said coldly, "In this case, there is no need to attend any events in the second half of the year."

He threatened her with work before, which worked.

This time, I just said it.

"The contract is about to expire. I will set up my own studio. Over the years, thank Mr. Mu for his care."

Mu Jianai's face immediately became gloomy.

At this time, what she thought in her heart was to leave him.

Perhaps this thought had been circling in her heart for a long time, only now she blurted it out.

People who keep saying that they like him must leave him for such a small thing.

If you really like him, would you have the idea of ​​leaving him so easily?

He couldn't find a reason to calm himself down, stopped talking, and stepped upstairs.

In the quiet bedroom, his eyes were gloomy and cold, and his body was cold.

Time passed in his silence, and the fire surrounding his heart showed no sign of going out.