C208 'A handout! Do you treat her like a little puppy? '

While walking upstairs, Mu Xichen held onto Lin Qing's small hand with one hand and her waist with the other. As she took a step forward, he unconsciously used a bit of strength and felt that he didn't need to waste any effort at all.

After entering the room, the man continued hugging her as he helped her undo her buttons, one by one, pulling her sleeves …

If the reason why they were at the corridor was to let the old man see how much he had protected her, then he had done it well enough, but after returning to his room, he still acted like this, causing Lin Qing to feel awkward.

Lin Qing felt very uncomfortable being looked after like this, so she pushed him away while pouting, "I'm not a three year old child … I'll do it myself. "

As he spoke, he rolled his eyes.

But before he could finish speaking, a big sneeze came out. Mu Xichen was caught off guard and puffed all over his face.

This time, it was Lin Qing's turn to twitch and reach out to wipe the man's face. The man frowned and pushed her hand to the side with disgust.

"One, you are the baby's mother, so I have the duty to take care of you. The reason I helped you take off your clothes was so that you can quickly take off your wet clothes to prevent you from getting cold; two, you have to learn to adapt. If your stomach gets bigger in the future, you won't be able to wear your underwear anymore, so don't beg me for help while crying."

The man raised his eyebrows and coldly said two words, before actually nodding and replying.

Lin Qing's face darkened at first, and then she had a bitter look.

She imagined how miserable it would be one day when she would have a big stomach and two hands that were so tired that they couldn't even buckle up.

When the man saw her disappointment, he immediately pulled her into his embrace and looked down at her. His gaze was blended, already feeling a different sort of gentleness. Lowering his head, he kissed her.

"Don't worry, I'm not already prepared. Believe me, I will be a qualified husband, and even more so, a qualified father."

The man's low and magnetic voice penetrated Lin Qing's ears, giving him a feeling that he couldn't describe in his heart.

She buried her face in the man's arms, feeling his heartbeat, reflecting on what he had said.

This little life had come in a hurry, and she wasn't prepared for it-- In fact, her love and protection of the baby in her womb had come from a maternal nature. In terms of psychology, it hadn't yet formed a proper transition.

The man was ready.

He wasn't just talking about it. He could understand it in detail.

"Well, I believe you. I'll be a good mother, too. "

Lin Qing murmured, as if she was talking to a man, and also talking to herself.

She knew that the man was worried that the old man's actions would affect her mood, so she showed him her attitude first.

This was Mu Xichen. No matter what happened, he would see through her feelings to the prophets, and put her feelings in first place.

After changing Lin Qing's clothes and turning the air conditioner to a suitable temperature, Mu Xichen made an excuse to go downstairs and prepare food. After instructing the servants, he pushed open her father's door.

Mu Yusheng didn't even need to turn his head to know that he had entered the room.

"Selecting an inferior person as your wife, even you have become rough? You don't even know that you're going to knock on the door before you enter? " He opened his mouth and spoke with an indescribable anger.

However, Mu Xichen slammed the door shut and used his actions to express his contempt for this sentence.

He could not suppress the anger in his eyes as they flocked upwards.

Knock on the door? It was already courteous of him to enter without kicking the door open.

"I told you she was pregnant. Are you going to let her stay out in the rain?!"

When the father and son were facing it alone and not in front of a woman, the edge of the sword could be seen.

"Which eye of yours saw me letting her take the rain? If she insisted on taking the rain, how could I stop her! Mu Xichen, this is how you speak to your father? What about your home tutor? "

Mu Yusheng suddenly turned from the chair, his face already flushed red from holding in his breath.

Mu Xichen glanced at his rapidly rising and falling chest, the anger in his eyes grew a little lighter, but in the end, his entire body grew cold. He looked coldly at his father's still flushed face, and stuffed both hands into his pockets: "I didn't come here to see you, so you don't have to think too much about it.

What sentence could be even more heartless and heartbreaking than this?

Mu Yusheng began to cough violently, the cough coming from the depths of his chest, causing his entire body to tremble.

When he was together with Qin Yue, he was still considered obedient, more or less the same as Xize. He had a well-behaved image of a boy, liked to challenge new things, and also liked to listen to his parents' teachings.

Ever since Qin Yue left, he became more and more silent and cold.

He thought that things would get better with time, but he never thought that after meeting Lin Qing, he would become even more unruly.

"Unfilial son, unfilial son …" Mu Yusheng pointed at him with trembling hands as he coughed.

Mu Xichen just looked at him indifferently, without saying a word, without expressing his stance.

In his eyes, this old man was indeed old.

And because he was old, his temper grew.

When he went out today, he found out more. At first, he wanted to reveal a bit of information to him, but now, it seemed that it was better not to tell him, in case he got more of a shock.

There was an urgent knock on the door. Lisa anxiously asked from outside, "Are you alright? "Young Master, are you inside? Can you open the door?"

Mu Yusheng's cough was not as hurried as before, and his complexion had slowly relaxed, but it was still pale.

"Your mother might not be back so soon. You can give her a call." His tone softened, as if he was a normal parent communicating with his son.

Mu Xichen acknowledged his but did not say anything. He opened the door and walked out.

The moment he opened the door, Lisa rushed in with the medicine box. Seeing that the old man was safe and sound, he fearfully patted his chest and muttered some incantations.

Lin Qing lied down on the bed and slept soundly. After she woke up, it was inevitable that it was time for him to eat.

She thought that she might as well eat in her room while the man brought her to the dining room without any objections.

This time, before the man could even speak, the servant had already arranged their plates and chopsticks. The old man didn't look too good, but he wasn't as resolute as he was the last two times.

While he was hesitating in his heart, Lin Qing took a sip of the porridge with the small spoon in his hand and glanced at the old man.

"What are you looking at? Go back upstairs after eating your fill!"

The old tutor was still as rude as before, glaring fiercely at Jiang Chen.

Lin Qing shrunk her neck back and consciously kept quiet, not saying a single word as she continued to eat her porridge.

Unknowingly, she had already eaten half of the bowl. The man just watched her eat with an indifferent gaze, and seeing that she liked it, he stirred his bowl that night, placed it next to his lips to test the temperature, and then placed it in front of the woman to wait for her to eat.

This caring and intimate action was too inconvenient in the lordmaster's eyes. He'd never thought that his son was such a considerate and considerate person. In his opinion, his behavior was definitely not a show, but an earnest concern for this woman.

The old tutor's heart immediately felt sour.

It turned out that men were also jealous. Especially in the face of a daughter-in-law who he did not like, any son's concern for his daughter-in-law would serve as a contrast to the son's indifference towards himself, thus making him feel even more guilty.

"There's a lot in the pot, you don't have to save your rations. It's just a mouthful of congee, I can even afford to be merciful. "

Mu Yusheng's words were so sharp that Lin Qing almost couldn't swallow her shock.

Do you treat her like a little dog?

She wrinkled her brow and pouted her lips like a puppy that had not eaten its fill. She became a bit angry.

But before she could say anything, the old man was so infuriated that he threw the spoon away.

Instantly, the porridge splattered everywhere, and a round piece of cinnamon ball rolled out. The originally bright and clean table was now extremely ugly.

"What is this? Why is there such a small round one?" I said to pick the better ones, is this what you're using to fool me with? " Mu Yusheng smashed the table and bellowed at Lisa.

Lisa didn't even dare to let out a breath, her two hands tightly gripped at her waist, her head lowered, not daring to speak.

"Fall down!" All of you, fall! "

Mu Yusheng did not soften just because she did not dare to refute him, his tone becoming a bit louder.

If the shop assistant had not told her before, Lin Qing would have felt that this scene was definitely aimed at her. She was clearly plump and plump, how could it be considered small?

The old man was picky with his habits and always picked the best, but he had no idea how difficult it was to choose the best.

It was obvious that the Hawaii Region also had the production of Dragon Eye, but the Old Master did not like those produced in the United States. This increased the difficulty of choosing the servants' ingredients.

In this way, Lin Qing truly felt that she had done a good deed. At least, tomorrow, Lisa would have received the latest Chinese medicine and other ingredients and wouldn't be scolded like today.

"Yes, master. Because the new goods have yet to arrive today, I can only use the old ones. Just now, the supermarket called and the new ones have arrived, so, master … … Can you make it a bit easier? "

Lisa said while trembling in fear.

It wasn't that she didn't want to part with the porridge, but if the lordmaster really didn't eat, then it would be bad for his health.

This was a critical period for recovery. The doctor had instructed that they must eat on time and not miss a single meal.

Mu Xichen's gaze was indifferent, only looking at the limited area in front of him, and did not pay attention to Lisa.

Lin Qing had a sudden inspiration, and slowly answered: "Where's Gui Yuan, no matter how big or small it is, the effects are all the same. If it's too big, it's not necessarily full of fruits, nor their appearance, nor the thickness of the fruits, it's just like this. The core inside is especially small, so this is the best Gui Yuan. "

She said it in Chinese and actually used a small fork to peel off a round cinnamon meat, revealing the core inside.

Lisa did not understand, but she heard that she was helping her, and looked towards her with a grateful expression.

The old man only used his peripheral vision to look at Lin Qing, and conveniently swept a glance at the fruit and flesh, and coldly snorted: "It seems like you understand it quite a bit, hmph."