Chapter 152 "Xie Siyan, you lied to me!"

Mu Jia, "..."

Seeing how he did it just now, she was really showing off. Who would have thought that cooking for five people would be so difficult? Zhou Xu quickly took over, "I'll help, Si Yan, you go stay outside."

Xie Siyan had already turned around and walked out.

When the last plate of steamed sea bass was served, Mu Jia felt his fingers trembling slightly.

The kitchen fumes made her temples throb.

The shirt on the back was soaked with sweat and stuck to the skin stickily.

She never expected that as soon as she landed in Beijing, she would see a huge table of dishes. Looking at the table full of delicious dishes, she didn't even have the strength to pick up the chopsticks. The only thing in her mind was -

He and Xie Siyan's entire circle of friends were incompatible.

Otherwise, why wouldn't the Zhou family villa have a chef? Perhaps Zhou Xu, as Xie Siyan's friend, was colluding with him to punish him.

"Miss Mu's craftsmanship is really good."

Ye Zhen sat next to Xie Siyan and picked up a piece of fish with chopsticks very reservedly. "She will definitely be a good wife and mother in the future."

When Ye Zhen said this, it was full of flattery and praise.

She probably felt a little bad for not going over to help Song Mingxi as a guest present when he pulled her over to chat. But before she could finish her words, the chopsticks in Xie Siyan's hand suddenly stopped in mid-air.

He slowly raised his eyelids and his eyes swept across Ye Zhen like a knife.

"A good wife and a good mother?" The tone was unclear. "How do you know?"

These four simple words instantly froze the air at the table. Mu Jia's polite smile froze on his face. Ye Zhen tried hard to control herself so that the fish on the chopsticks would not fall back onto the plate with a "click".

She turned her head in panic, looking at Xie Siyan's cold profile, unable to figure out where she had said something wrong. In order not to touch his reverse scale, she simply chose to remain silent.

Mu Jia stared at the rice in the bowl, his throat tightened, and he felt that Xie Siyan was deliberately trying to embarrass him.

Everyone has their own ulterior motives while eating a meal.

After finishing his meal, Mu Jia wanted to say goodbye immediately.

"Mingxi, it's getting late. I'm going back first." She forced herself to avoid Xie Siyan's direction, picked up the coat on the back of the chair, and told Song Mingxi.

"Okay, Jiajia, you must be tired from the journey."

Ye Zhen was also preparing to leave.

But just now Song Mingxi became interested in chatting with her and remembered that he also studied opera when he was in school.

"Miss Ye, why don't we go upstairs and have a sparring match with each other? I've been at home all day during my pregnancy and I'm almost bored to death."

Ye Zhen had no choice but to stay.

Mu Jia walked out of the villa, and before he started the car, he heard a cold voice next to him, "Go back."

This was what Xie Siyan told Zhou Xu.

"Then you...?" Zhou Xu hesitated and looked around.

When Xie Siyan came just now, he came with Ye Zhen. He drank some wine during the meal, so he couldn't drive now.

Xie Siyan walked to Mu Jia's car very naturally and said, "Give me a ride."

Mu Jia looked up at the condescending tone of command and felt that her self-control was approaching its limit. The next second, she opened the passenger door.

"Mr. Xie, please get in the car."

Mu Jia spoke to him with a forced smile.

There's no other way. When you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. After she said that, she looked helplessly at Zhou Xu who was standing beside her.

I swear that I will never come to Zhou’s house again within a month!

Zhou Xu stood at the door of the villa, watching Xie Siyan casually step into the car, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

A suffocating silence filled the carriage.

Mu Jia started the car resignedly.

Xie Siyan's stern profile flickered in the light, his thin lips pursed into a straight line, as if the person who had just been picky in the kitchen was not him.

Mu Jia's fingertips gripping the steering wheel tightened slightly, and he couldn't help but complain in his heart. It was clearly him who watched her cook a table full of dishes, but now it seemed as if he had suffered a great injustice.

"Where does Mr. Xie get off?"

She looked at the road ahead, was silent for a while, and finally broke the silence first.

"No. 1 Shenghai, Huaian East Road."

Xie Siyan's answer was equally businesslike.

Mu Jia's hands shook uncontrollably.

The tires slipped on the wet road, but she quickly managed to steady herself.

After adjusting the navigation, the car drove along the main road towards Huai'an Road.

Half an hour later, the car finally stopped in front of the villa.

Mu Jia felt a thin layer of sweat on her palms. This familiar building was no different from two years ago. She suppressed her emotions and said, "Mr. Xie, we're here."

Xie Siyan got out of the car and glanced at her before leaving.

Breaking the pretense of unfamiliarity, he asked, "Isn't the check Cheng Yu wrote you enough? Why do you still have to work so hard?"

Mu Jia's throat suddenly tightened.

It was like being choked by something invisible.

In fact, she only used the money given by Cheng Yu when she first arrived in the United States to buy furniture. After she found a job, she never touched the money again.

"I..." She opened her mouth, her fingers unconsciously stroking the steering wheel. She wanted to explain, but she didn't know where to start or how to say it.

Xie Siyan suddenly sneered, and placed his slender fingers on the car door handle, "Do you care so much about this job?" There was a hint of sarcasm in his tone, and it was a questioning tone.

Of course she cares about her work.

Work is the foundation of life for a child from an ordinary family like her. Mu Jia subconsciously wanted to nod, but the moment she raised her eyes, she saw the anger in his eyes.

Without waiting for her response, Xie Siyan opened the car door and left.

Mu Jia didn't sleep well that night.

Compared to his cold face before, his current sarcasm is not much better. She dreamed in the middle of the night that Xie Siyan was making things difficult for her at work. It was a nightmare...

As soon as I closed my eyes, I saw Xie Siyan's cold face.

Compared to the cold and distant attitude in the past, this prickly way of getting along with her now made her feel like a thorn in her throat.

At three o'clock in the morning, Mu Jia woke up from a nightmare again.

Cold sweat soaked through the silk nightgown.

In her dream, Xie Siyan slammed a stack of documents onto the conference table. Written in black and white were all the flaws in the projects she was in charge of.

His slender fingers tapped the seal of "Termination of Cooperation", and the eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses were frighteningly cold: "Director Mu, is this the only work ability you have? And you still have the nerve to say that you care about your work."

Mu Jia rubbed his temples, stood up and poured a glass of ice water.

The next day, report on time.

However, what delayed Mu Jia's arrival was that Xie Siyan did not show up at all in the project.

The project is progressing in an orderly manner.

None of the expected difficulties happened, and he seemed to have disappeared from the face of the earth.

Mu Jia was fully immersed in his work when something unexpected happened. After the dust settled on the Shen family's inheritance dispute, one afternoon, Shen Xingchu stumbled in in high heels.

"Xie Siyan, you lied to me!"

Mu Jia watched her disheveled figure and listened to Shen Xingchu's hysterical voice, which penetrated the entire floor and sent a chill down his spine.