Chapter 379 Mu Yansen’s Teasing

No matter how much Bai Jingjing regretted it, it was of no use now. She sat on the steps and sulked for a while before going to the guard to get her luggage.

She opened the box and checked. Zhang Wanquan had only packed a few clothes for her when she moved in.

He didn't pack any of the things he bought for her, and he also bought cosmetics for her, but he didn't pack them either.

She cursed Zhang Wanquan's ancestors for eighteen generations in her heart again.

I pulled my suitcase and took a taxi to find a hotel to stay in.

I paid for a week's hotel stay, and was thinking about going to the plastic surgery hospital the next day to fix my crooked face, which would cost another lot of money.

Therefore, one hundred thousand yuan will not last long.

She had to find a way to make some money without revealing her identity.

The next morning, Wenxi opened his eyes and felt sore all over.

She indulged herself too much last night and her bones are about to fall apart.

He took away Mu Yansen's arm that was on him and lifted the quilt.

His eyes swept over the bruises on his body and he stroked his forehead.

The dress had been torn by Mu Yansen and could no longer be worn.

I walked into the cloakroom barefoot and found a set of pajamas to put on.

She came out, took a look at the mess on the floor, and bent down to clean it up.

We can't let the servants clean up this scene, it's too embarrassing.

I saw the champagne-colored dress lying on the ground in pieces.

It was a dress worth hundreds of thousands of dollars, and Mu Yansen tore it up without hesitation, like a primitive man, a violent maniac!

Wenxi was heartbroken.

He picked up the torn pieces of clothing and threw them into the trash can, then gathered up the other clothes scattered on the ground and threw them into the dirty clothes basket.

As soon as she looked up, she was met with Mu Yansen's nasty smile.

"Wife, you must be exhausted last night. Why don't you get some more sleep? Let the servants do all the work."

"I don't want them to see this, it's so embarrassing!"

"What are you afraid of? We are husband and wife, and we would do this kind of thing anyway. They know their limits and won't say anything."

"I know, but I can't accept it. I always feel like they'll talk about us behind our backs. Anyway, everything's packed up, so let's just leave it at that. You should get up soon too, because Sister Zhao will be coming up to call us for breakfast soon."

Mu Yansen supported his head with one hand and hooked his finger at her.

"Wife, come here."

Wenxi looked at him warily.

"do what?"

Mu Yansen blinked, "Come here!"

"No, I don't think you have good intentions."

Mu Yansen clicked his tongue twice.

"Wife, how can you think of your husband like this? I'm your husband, how could I have any bad intentions?"

Wenxi rolled her eyes at him.

"I'm going to wash up. You should get up quickly and stop thinking about those messy things."

Mu Yansen: ...

He just wanted to give his wife a sweet good morning kiss, what else could he be thinking about?

Wenxi turned and went into the bathroom. When he came out, Mu Yansen was still in bed.

It's rare that President Mu, who always gets up early and on time, actually stays in bed.

Mu Yansen sat up when he saw Wenxi coming out, threw back the quilt and got out of bed.

Forehead……

Wenxi's eyes widened.

That man has nothing on.

A sturdy figure, strong and beautiful chest muscles, narrow waist and long legs...

While she was stunned, Mu Yansen had already walked up to her.

He said with a half-smile, "Wife, does it look good?"

Wenxi nodded in her heart, beautiful! This figure is so tempting, she has to control herself so as not to get involved.

But his face was tense and he looked away with difficulty.

"Go wash up quickly. It's not good if word gets out that Tangtang, the president of the Mu Group, is staying in bed."

"What's wrong with that? The president is also a human being. It's normal for him to stay in bed after having sex with his wife occasionally. If possible, I want to stay in bed with you."

Wenxi looked at him speechlessly.

"You're not afraid of dying of exhaustion."

Mu Yansen chuckled.

"Honey, what are you thinking? I just said I want to stay in bed with you. I don't want to do that kind of thing with you all the time. I also need to rest."

Wenxi's face flushed. Was she overthinking this? Was she being nasty?

It was rare to see Wenxi looking so cute, Mu Yansen laughed and went into the bathroom.

His wife was so calm that he couldn't help but want to tease her.

At the breakfast table, Song Yuexin's eyes kept shifting between her son and daughter-in-law.

These two people didn't get up early to exercise today, so they must have done something last night.

My heart was filled with joy.

She just wants her son and daughter-in-law to love each other. She is not like those evil mothers-in-law who can't stand their love and sweetness, always get in the middle, and compete with their daughter-in-law for her favor, affecting their relationship and provoking family conflicts.

Thinking that her son and daughter-in-law were tired last night, she called Sister Zhao.

"Sister Zhao, make a pot of chicken soup for Yansen and Xiaoxi later."

When Wenxi heard what her mother-in-law said, her face turned red unnaturally.

Mu Yansen said generously: "Thank you, Mom!"

Song Yuexin put down her bowl and chopsticks happily.

"I'm done eating, you guys eat, I'm going to go see my precious grandchildren."

Mu Lianshan also stood up and said, "Wait for me, I'll go too."

The old man was unhappy because his legs were not in good condition and it was inconvenient for him to go upstairs.

He shouted to his son and daughter-in-law, "Don't just look at it by yourselves, bring it down and let me see it."

Mu Lianshan smiled and said, "I understand."

There were only three people left at the table, and Wenxi was eating quietly.

Suddenly a foot climbed up her leg, and she was sure it was a foot.

He looked at Mu Yansen in shock.

The man drank the porridge in his bowl calmly without looking at her.

If there were someone else at the table, she would have thought the foot wasn't his.

Of course, it was impossible for her to suspect the old man.

That foot went more and more excessive, moving up along the calf and up to the thigh...

She glared at the man next to her awkwardly.

Mu Yansen also raised his head and winked at her...

He smiled with a face that looked like he deserved a beating.

Wenxi's eyes warned him to restrain himself, and Mu Yansen just needed to listen to her.

He automatically ignored Wenxi's gaze and kept moving his feet upwards.

Wenxi really couldn't bear it anymore. The old man was sitting next to her. If he saw her, she, his granddaughter-in-law, would never have to see him again.

He reached under the tablecloth and pinched the instep hard.

"ah!"

Mu Yansen cried out in pain and retracted his foot.

Wenxi couldn't help laughing when she saw his frustrated look.

Mr. Mu asked with concern, "What happened to Yansen?"

Mu Yansen glared at Wen Xi and replied, "Grandpa, it's okay, my feet are numb."

"You're so young, how come your feet go numb after just sitting for a while? You're not even as good as me."

Mu Yansen didn't know how to answer.

Wenxi sat aside, overjoyed.

Just when she was happy, a big hand pinched her thigh.

She was stunned and almost spit out a mouthful of porridge.

The hand had a good grasp of strength, squeezing her so hard that it felt both sore and numb.

"Xiaoxi, what's wrong with you?"

The old man asked with concern.

Wenxi swallowed the porridge with great effort before replying, "Grandpa, I choked."

"Hey, eat slowly, no one is rushing you."

"I understand, Grandpa."

This time it was Mu Yansen's turn to laugh smugly.