C13

Chapter 13 - Brain Cell Massacre Complete

"Miss Mu, the weather is too hot. Let's go in."

Zhuo Ran walked over with an umbrella to cover her eyes with the sunlight: "Last night, I went to a new box of jujube juice imported from Xinjiang, do you want to try it?"

Zhuo Xi also said: "It is said that they are all made from Xinjiang and Tian Yu jujube. I wanted to try some last night, but Four Young Masters did not touch them."

Just as Mu Tianxing was about to agree, her clear eyes inadvertently glanced at the man in the wheelchair who was expressionless: "Is it for me?"

She liked jujube juice, but that didn't mean everyone liked it.

And it was flown from China over a thousand miles away, which was too serious.

Ling Chuang glanced at her but did not say anything.

Zhuo Xi pushed him into the house, and Zhuo Ran also put away the parasol after Mu Tianxing entered.

Only then did Mu Tianxing realise that the huge villa was actually empty. Other than the four of them, she did not see anyone else!

However, the unique Mediterranean style of decoration soon diverted her attention to the interior design, which was her favorite white and blue style. She was dressed in a long, aqua blue dress, and she was running around and around like a fairy who had been born to paint the house.

"Wow, the color of this wallpaper is too good!"

"This is the first time I've seen a mosaic in the bathroom, a mixture of royal blue and pink blue. It's so beautiful!"

"What a big makeup mirror! It's even two-sided, and here's the magnifying glass! "

"Eh, this string of wind chimes is exactly the same as the one I saw in a hotel in Osaka. Uncle, have you ever been to Osaka?"

"Ah, there's even a sunflower on the balcony! What a beautiful opening! Is it a real flower? "

As she ran back and forth, she kept on exclaiming in astonishment. The originally lifeless house became lively because of her arrival.

Ling Feng stood motionlessly on the spot, his gaze following her fleeting figure as it drifted back and forth.

In the end, with flushed cheeks, she ran back to him, panting, and half-squatted down in front of him, saying: "You, you are too corrupt, too wasteful, too extravagant! "Such a beautiful house, yet you want to redecorate it. Ah, yes, I saw a chimney just now, why didn't I find a fireplace?"

Ling Feng looked at her deeply without saying a word.

Zhuo Xi laughed and said: "Miss Mu, the fireplace is in the living room on the second floor, but I have never used it."

Tap, tap, tap!

Hearing this, the little girl quickly turned around and ran upstairs.

"Hahahaha, Miss Mu is really cute."

Zhuo Xi released Ling Huang's wheelchair, walked to the side and took out a pair of slippers, "Four Young Masters."

Ling Feng did not move.

He kept his deep gaze fixed in the direction of the stairs. After a while, he said, "No need."

Surprise appeared in Zhuo Xi's eyes, "But, Miss Mu is not your future wife ?"

In Zhuo Xi's opinion, the reason the Four Young Masters had been looking for Mu Tianxing for half a year was probably because he couldn't let go of the girl who had saved him.

Or could it be that his guess was wrong, that the Four Young Masters did not have any feelings for the Miss Mu at all?

"Don't try to guess my intentions!"

Ling Huang's unfathomable pair of eyes, carried a sharpness that allowed him to see through everything, and looked at Zhuo Xi sternly.

Zhuo Xi immediately kept his slippers, and stood back behind Ling Feng.

After a while, the aquamarine figure scuttled down the ivory steps, and once again she crouched in front of Ling Chuang and took his hand. Her eyes were excited, half coquettish, half pleading as she said, "No! That's good! Don't redecorate! "How about it?"

Ling Feng did not reply.

She took his big hand and shook it. "Please, okay? I like living in this kind of house. I like blue the most, sunflowers and big fireplace the most, sapphire blue mosaic, and white revolving stairs the most! "

Ling Chen shot a cold glance at the white hand that was tightly holding hers, and nodded, "Ok."

Mu Tianxing laughed in pleasant surprise, and the moment she released his big hands, she stood up and said: "You're so good!"

Ling Feng was a little uncomfortable as he looked away, not looking at her.

Smiling, she continued to ask, "Oh right, when I move over, which room will I be staying in?"

The originally happy atmosphere instantly froze!

Zhuo Xi raised his eyebrows in surprise, but facing Mu Tianxing's innocent and childish face, the grumbling thoughts were completely suppressed.

She was only eighteen years old, and making her sleep in the same room as Four Young Masters might just be because she was too young.

Zhuo Ran said in an extremely calm manner, "Miss Mu, I thought your mother had definitely taught you before what the responsibilities and duties a woman has to fulfill after marriage are. You have already looked around. I believe you have found the bedroom that you and the Four Young Masters are about to share. "

Zhuo Ran was four years older than Zhuo Xi, and had already gotten married with a daughter.

His wife was his childhood sweetheart, and she had followed him since childhood. Not only that, she had a very deep understanding of medicinal cuisine, Japanese style, Italian style, French style, and so on. Her extraordinary culinary skills had also conquered Ling Chuang's always picky taste buds, making her his personal chef.

A trace of pale awkwardness surfaced on Mu Tianxing's face.

Perhaps in the eyes of her family she was still a child who knew nothing of the world, but in the eyes of her in-laws, she was already a woman who did her duty.

The difference

She looked at the man in the wheelchair with perplexed and anxious eyes, and was alarmed to see that he was staring at her with extremely deep, penetrating eyes.

Tightening her delicate little fists, she felt the need to clarify with him on the matter of principles. "Let's talk alone!"

"No need." His voice was cold and indifferent, but his voice was very crisp and clear. "The people who live in this house are one another. There is no secret between them."

With Mu Tianxing's intelligence, she had already understood the deep meaning behind his single sentence: If she wanted to live here, then there would be no secrets between them!

Furthermore, he had made this point clear before she had married into his family, which meant that he was giving her a chance to go back on her words and make her choices!

Tightening her delicate fists, she took a deep breath and said, "Then let's sit down and talk!"

Ling Feng: "I've been sitting here all this time."

Mu Tianxing, "..."

Zhuo Ran and Zhuo Xi separated, closing all the curtains in the house. The moment when darkness was about to cover the entire land, all the crystal lights in the house lit up. The blue room that looked like the color of the Mediterranean was swaying with the light, and at first glance, looked like the crystal palace in a fairy tale.

A cup of jujube juice was placed in front of Mu Tianxing.

She sat awkwardly on the sofa and picked up a large pillow and hugged it to her chest, not daring to raise her head. "I believe that the reason you agreed to this marriage was because we have some sort of tacit agreement."

Ling Feng propped his chin up with one hand and pursed his lips with the other. It was obvious that he was very serious as he asked, "What do you mean by tacit understanding?"