【Daddy-type x 8-year age gap】Jing Ge's 20 years of life revolved around three things: skipping grades in school to avoid the girl who bullied her, working to earn money and escape her toxic fam...
Chapter 114 Extra-3
Jingge's cheeks ached from laughing so much during dinner.
Whenever I think of it, I hold the bowl high to hide the corners of my mouth that I can't help but smile.
Li Mushi remained expressionless, pressing his fingers on her wrist to make her lower the bowl, and then put food into it.
"What is Princess laughing at?" the old lady asked, her curiosity piqued. "Tell her to your nanny."
Li Mushi: "I was already excited last night because I was thinking about all the red envelopes she would receive later."
Jing Ge: "......"
When the topic of red envelopes came up, everyone said, "Absolutely, a big red envelope."
The entire dowry was converted into cash and deposited into Jingge's personal account. The remaining items and real estate were also registered in her personal name.
It's no exaggeration to say that, apart from Li Mushi, Jing Ge was the richest person present.
Everyone seemed to be thinking of using some external things to help Li Mushi offset some of his physical defects and to pray that the wife he had finally married wouldn't run away.
As a newlywed couple this year, during their family reunion dinner and casual conversation, no one even dared to ask them if they wanted to have a baby.
Everyone was afraid that Li Mushi wouldn't be able to have children, and that Jing Ge would then dislike him.
Li Zhan was sent to Africa, which upset Sheng Man. She knew it was for his own good, fearing that he might encounter major obstacles in the future and go astray again. But as a mother, she always felt sorry for her son and missed him.
Li Kaiji patted her hand under the table, then looked up at Li Mushi: "We cleaned the house before the New Year and found a lot of the princess's things. Do you want to take them back?"
Li Mushi's face darkened.
Li Kaiji deliberately poked at his heart: "Why don't you just leave it at my house? Your second sister-in-law and I are used to it."
It's okay to tease my own brother a bit, as long as my wife is happy.
"..." Li Mushi's sharp eyes swept over him, "My wife's things, of course I have to take them back."
Li Kaiji: "Oh? Does the princess want it?"
Jingge was baffled: "No, give Yingying what she likes, and throw away what she doesn't like."
“Oh,” Li Kaiji said, “then your second sister-in-law and I will listen to our third sister-in-law.”
Li Mushi: "..."
Seeing that her invincible third brother, whom no one dared to provoke, had actually suffered a setback, Sheng Man felt much better.
“Gege, why don’t you come sleep at our place again?” Sheng Man laughed. “You can sleep in your old room with Yingying.”
Li Mushi: "She got married."
Li Kaiji: "Does a dialectical relationship exist?"
Li Mushi: "She wants to sleep with her husband."
Li Kaiji: "Does she want it, or do you want it?"
Li Mushi: "Li Ying wants it."
Li Ying, who was secretly sipping fruit wine nearby, thought: "???"
The restaurant was quiet, and everyone was staring at the two brothers.
Sheng Man asked with a smile, "Yingying, do you want to sleep with your older sister... Auntie?"
Li Ying was about to nod when she suddenly met her uncle's murderous gaze. The words caught in her throat: "Can I... take it?"
Li Mushi smiled and said, "Okay."
Li Ying felt a chill run down her spine, not understanding how this had gotten involved with her.
She was so young and innocent.
"No, no," Li Ying said pragmatically, "Auntie belongs to Uncle. I'm all grown up now, I'll sleep by myself."
joke.
In reality, it was Li Mushi and Jing Ge who took care of her most of the time.
Li Mushi's chilling smile vanished, replaced by a kind smile: "Good boy."
Li Ying secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
well.
Life is tough.
It was as if she had only just discovered that she had been secretly drinking. Sheng Man was speechless: "You're still young, you can't drink too much."
Li Ying's face flushed: "It's delicious."
Sheng Man: "Let your older sister... auntie try this, it's rose-flavored liquor that your grandmother brewed herself."
Jingge had already smelled the fragrance of roses and quickly handed over a cup.
Li Ying was a little tipsy; she swayed as she poured the wine for her.
The liquor sloshed in the glass, as if it contained a cloud of evening.
For some reason, Jing Ge didn't drink immediately, but subconsciously looked at Li Mushi.
It's like the subconscious is seeking the approval of the patriarch.
It was brewed by Sheng Man's maternal grandmother herself; it would seem disrespectful not to drink it. Li Mushi glanced at it and said, "Try a sip."
Jingge took a small sip.
Li Mushi took her wine glass and looked at Sheng Man: "She's drunk and causing trouble. Thank you for your hospitality, Aunt Sheng."
After saying that, he drank the glass of rose wine himself.
The group of people stopped in their tracks.
Jing Ge said awkwardly, "Well, I might get drunk and act crazy..."
Sheng Man waved her hand meaningfully: "Second sister-in-law knows this better than your husband."
Li Mushi held back.
Sheng Man: "Third brother doesn't believe me?"
"..." Li Mushi laughed angrily, "I'll have Wu Jing send you the video later."
Wu Jing was the person in charge sent to Africa, and Li Zhan was directly under his command.
This is equivalent to Wu Jing giving them a severe warning.
Sheng Man was satisfied.
The old lady hesitated for a moment before finally finding an opportunity to interject: "Third son."
Li Mushi looked over.
“That,” the old lady tapped behind his ear, “is an allergic reaction.”
Jingge stopped, grabbed his collar, and looked behind his ear.
A few red dots did appear.
Li Mushi once said that he was allergic to alcohol, but at the time Jing Ge thought it was just an excuse for him not wanting to socialize.
"Are you really allergic?" she panicked.
“It’s not serious,” Li Mushi reassured her. “I know what I’m doing.”
Jingge was flustered and regretted that she shouldn't have given him the wine. She wasn't a fussy person. So what if she was prone to drunken outbursts? It was still better than his life-threatening allergies!
"How much more serious do you want it to be?" she said fiercely.
Everyone in the restaurant immediately held their breath and gathered around to watch.
Li Mushi's forehead twitched: "It's really not serious, you don't even need to take any medicine..."
Jing Ge: "Then continue!"
Li Mushi: "."
Surprisingly, no one dared to plead for him.
Li Mushi coughed lightly: "I was wrong..."
“Making mistakes stems from differences in understanding,” Jing Ge said quickly, “It’s not about knowingly running into a wall!”
The maid had already hurried off to fetch the medicine.
Everyone in the restaurant stared intently as their third son was scolded.
Jingge looked at the empty wine glass, feeling both sad and regretful.
He never jokes; he always means what he says. He even told her he was allergic to alcohol, but she didn't believe him.
She always said she loved him and liked him, but compared to him, her affection seemed too childish.
Li Mushi touched her hand, but she dodged it.
"I'm really fine..." he said in a low voice.
Jingge turned his head and looked at the old lady.
The old woman quickly covered her eyes: "You can scold him, scold him, but you can't scold me after you've scolded him."
"..." Jing Ge's breath suddenly dissipated. "Mom!"
“It’s not that I didn’t want to remind him,” the old lady said, as if she wanted to prove herself by dying, “it really was nothing, and when he wanted to drink, your father and I didn’t dare to stop him.”
Jing Ge: "You're his mother..."
The old man smoothed things over: "His father was the same..."
Jingge looked over.
The old man weakly shut up: "Shut up, shut up, we don't know him."
Jing Ge: "".
Whoever she looked at lowered their head, avoiding her gaze, as if afraid that the fire would spread to them.
Silence reigned.
Li Mushi cleared his throat.
Before he could say anything, everyone in the hall glared at him angrily: "Shut up and take the scolding!" Don't drag them into it.
This little girl can be terrifying when she gets angry.
Li Mushi: "..."