Meeting You Is My Simple Happiness

Chapter 188 Don't cause my wife to misunderstand

Ye Mu looked at Mo Shen with a dazed expression. She didn't seem to expect that Mo Shen would say so directly to Sun Yaoqi.

There are some things that Sun Yaoqi doesn't want to say too thoroughly. She still wanted to maintain her apparent harmony, even though her words were indispensable to cynicism. At this moment, Mo Shen's words a little irritated her. She looked straight at Mo Shen, and said, "I think we need to have a good talk. I want to tell you something alone."

She must ask all the information clearly! Of course, Ye Mu cannot be present in this situation.

"No need." Mo Shen's thin lips only uttered these words, his expression was not indifferent, even with a polite smile: "I don't want to cause my wife's misunderstanding."

"A Shen..." Sun Yaoqi froze completely, and she stared at Mo Shen in a daze. Sometimes, she really hoped that Mo Shen could be indifferent to her. She would rather want his indifference than he would alienate her like this.

Ye Mu stood aside and did not speak, this was Sun Yaoqi and Mo Shen's business. She tried her best to respect and not interfere.

"If it's a work matter, Mo's still welcome Miss Sun. But between you and me, there is nothing to avoid others." Mo Shen spoke to Sun Yaoqi in a gentle manner, with a casual attitude towards any woman. It's all right.

Sun Yaoqi's eyelids twitched twice because of Mo Shen's words. She moved her gaze to Ye Mu and said, "It seems that it is really inconvenient today. I will come back in a few days."

Even though Ye Mu and Sun Yaoqi are separated by some distance, they can easily feel Sun Yaoqi's anger. Sun Yaoqi stepped away, and when she reached Ye Mu's side, she deliberately stopped her foot and stared at her deeply before leaving.

Ye Mu knew that Sun Yaoqi's eyes were not much better. Even if she knew that Sun Yaoqi was looking at her, she did not look at her, and was facing the front.

Mo Shen didn't look in Sun Yaoqi's direction, and grabbed Ye Mu's shoulder and said, "Let's go."

Ye Mu nodded at him and followed his footsteps into the car.

After getting in the car, the two of them had a tacit understanding about Sun Yaoqi and never mentioned it again, nor did it affect their moods.

The New Year is almost here, and all the purchasing markets are crowded with people. Mo Shen and Ye Mu went to the largest one far from the city. The traffic here was relatively small, but after Ye Mu got off the car, he still had sunglasses and hats. Cover your face in two ways. If recognized, it will always cause unnecessary trouble.

"The beef tendon looks pretty good, do you want to buy some?" Ye Mu didn't mind playing with the beef tendon on the stall, and asked Mo Shen casually.

After she asked, she took another beef: "Beef seems to be good too..."

Mo Shen saw her looking aimlessly on the side, and finally asked: "Little madam, what do you want to do?"

"Not yet." Ye Mu shook his head. That's the problem. She didn't know what to do, so she asked every one of them.

"First think about what you want to do, and then decide on the ingredients." Mo Shen took the things in her hand and put them back where they were.

Ye Mu put his hand on the shopping cart, lowered his head and thought, "I have seen the squirrel fish method, this can be considered. Also, meatballs should also be available."

"Otherwise, let's buy these two items today and go back and have a look?" Ye Mu retracted his hand and looked up to consult Mo Shen.

Mo Shen nodded to her, he was a little worried about Ye Mu's New Year's Eve dinner.

Ye Mu didn't forget the most important thing when she came here. After leaving the fresh food area, she went straight to the paper and pen area, pointed to brushes of different sizes and said to Mo Shen, "Mr. Mo, please choose a handy one. I don’t understand."

Pointing to the brush, she approached the red paper dedicated to writing couplets, carefully studying: "I can pick this one."

Mo Shen's gaze was placed on the rows of brushes, but he did not refuse. I took two from above and put them in the shopping cart. Ye Mu bought a bunch of red paper. She was afraid that the red paper would be crumpled. When buying other things, she always put the red paper on top.

Ye Mu wanted to buy a lot, and she and Mo Shen couldn't finish it at all, because she had so many, the seller was willing to send it to her, which made Ye Mu buy with confidence.

Not long after returning home, she asked Cui Ma to help her move out of the table, and all the paper, ink, pen and inkstone were laid out for Mo Shen, and then she asked Mo Shen to come over: "Ms. Mo, can you start?"

Mo Shen looked at Ye Mu helplessly, he hadn't touched the brush for a long time. If you change to someone else and let him touch it again, I am afraid that he will not even consider rejecting it. But not for Ye Mu. Ye Mu took this holiday very seriously, and Mo Shen didn't want to hurt her enthusiasm.

Mo Shen rolled up the gold button cuffs, and the arc of the snow-white shirt that was rolled twice was particularly beautiful. He has clear bones, and his slender hand holds a brush. He hasn't started the brush yet. Just such an action makes people feel good enough.

Seeing that Mo Shen was about to write, Ye Mu hurriedly raised his hand to flatten the paper again. With the brush falling on the paper, Ye Mu stared at it with extreme earnestness. Every time Mo Shen wrote a gesture, Ye Mu stood by his side, waiting for the next stroke.

The word ‘Spring’ appeared freely and naturally on the red paper. Mo Shen held the writing brush and stopped in mid-air. He turned his head and looked at Ye Mu with a serious face and said, “How do I feel that the little lady is very nervous.”

Ye Mu shook his head to deny, and then moved his eyes down to his words: "No, I just think it's pretty good, I'm afraid to disturb you."

Mo Shen laughed a little at her explanation, turning his face to continue writing. His pen is very fast, not serious, but the words fall on the paper but they fit perfectly, arranged in a row, neatly like a machine typed, but there are more people than the machine type taste.

It didn't take long for Mo Shen to complete the couplets. Ye Mu looked at them one by one, with envy in his eyes: "Mr. Mo's writing is so beautiful."

"It's just some boy skills." Mo Shen washed his hands, unbuttoned the gold buttons on his cuffs, and said faintly.

Ye Mu believed Mo Shen's words. Last time at Grandpa's place, she only saw his works when he was a child, and there was no one written when he grew up.

When the ink was almost dry, Ye Mu carefully blew them and gave them to the servant, not forgetting to say: "Be careful, you will hang them on the holiday."

After finishing the Spring Festival couplets, Ye Mu stretched out and turned out his mobile phone, ready to try her two new year dishes.

She was wearing an apron and staring at the phone. Suddenly a WeChat message popped up on the screen, which was sent by Ye Qiwen, and Ye Mu clicked on it.

Ye Qiwen didn't say anything, only that she wanted to meet Ye Mu.

Ye Mufa used to ask Ye Qiwen what was happening, but Ye Qiwen did not reply for a long time, so she concentrated on looking through the recipe to study the ingredients.

(End of this chapter)