Chapter 530: A Wedding for the Disabled Boss (5)

After Shu Shihuan was completely speechless, Mo Shichu asked Xiao Li to push him down to the garden downstairs.

The sunshine that day was indeed very good. Because it was morning, it was not too strong, which was perfect for patients to get more sun exposure.

Shu Shihuan hadn't been out of the house for a long time, let alone seen the sun. His face was as pale as a vampire. He had a good bone structure and a handsome face, and his expression was cold and cruel when he was angry. He was just like a vampire in the Western world, except that this vampire was a little miserable and had to sit in a wheelchair.

Shu Shihuan felt very uncomfortable under the sun. After all, after living in a dark and depressing environment for a long time, he would not be used to being in a bright and spacious environment. So he didn't bother to stare at Mo Shichu at this moment, but couldn't help but raise his hands to cover his eyes.

"Xiao Li, bring out some snacks and drinks." Mo Shichu also moved out a comfortable sofa and placed it next to Shu Shihuan's wheelchair.

"You seem to be at ease here, are you taking it as a picnic?" Shu Shihuan said sarcastically. He just couldn't stand the sight of Mo Shichu being so at ease, and couldn't help but find fault with him.

"Yeah, what's wrong with treating it as an outing? Why not enjoy it if you can? Do I have to hide at home all day like you and be a shameful and shady creature?" Mo Shichu didn't tolerate him at all and immediately stabbed back.

Shu Shihuan was choked by her and his face turned ugly again. He had never had the upper hand against Mo Shichu, but he always wanted to provoke her. He really hadn't learned any lesson at all.

Xiao Li quickly brought out the food and drinks. Mo Shichu picked up the coffee, breathed a sigh of relief, and then lay down on the sofa.

"I want to drink too!" Seeing Mo Shichu's comfortable look, Shu Shihuan didn't want to be at a disadvantage, so he also said to Xiao Li.

This was the first time he asked for a drink. Xiao Li was very surprised: "Master, what would you like to drink? We have coffee, tea, juice and milk."

"Coffee, please." Shu Shihuan took a look at the juice, then suppressed the strongest desire in his heart and ordered coffee instead. After taking a sip of the strong and bitter coffee, he frowned and put it on the small table.

He actually didn't like this bitter drink at all, but there was nothing he could do. As the Shu family's much-anticipated heir, he had to worry about his image and didn't want people to know that he liked sweet things. So he had to choose coffee, a classic drink that only "mature elites" would drink. After all, this was in line with his image.

Even though he has lost his image now, he has to continue this habit. God knows how much he wants to drink a glass of sweet juice!

"You're just trying to save face!" Mo Shichu suddenly sneered, and then ordered Xiao Li, "Take his coffee away. His legs are not suitable for coffee. Give him milk or juice."

Xiao Li looked at the two of them, and finally listened to Mo Shichu and really took the coffee away.

When Shu Shihuan heard what Mo Shichu said, he was happy at first, but after a while, he realized that Mo Shichu had seen through his "love of face and suffering in life", so he became angry and said: "I don't want you to mind my business!"

Mo Shichu laughed and said, "Then I'll ask Xiao Li to bring you some coffee? And then make some more bitter melon for lunch to help you cool down?"

Shu Shihuan immediately shut up tactfully.

He didn't realize that when he was with Mo Shichu, he forgot about his incurable leg injury, forgot to resent the injustice of fate towards him, and forgot to give up on himself.

Xiao Li changed the juice for him. The long-lost fragrant and sweet orange slid into his throat, like the spring breeze awakening the hibernating grass. His dead body was suddenly injected with full vitality, and his internal organs seemed to wake up from a deep sleep.

Shu Shihuan couldn't help but drink a few more sips. Every sip made his taste buds jump with excitement. His throat, esophagus and stomach were all cheering for the sweet juice.

He hadn't felt this kind of excitement in his body for a long time. Ever since he injured his leg, his body had often felt pain and suffering. Coupled with his lack of fighting spirit, he became listless and looked like a walking corpse.

It turns out that as long as you experience some beauty, your body will come alive. Shu Shihuan not only felt the long-lost physical vitality, he also felt the warmth of the sun on his body and the gentle breeze on his face... He couldn't help but close his eyes and carefully experience these beautiful feelings that he had never noticed before.

Mo Shichu glanced at Shu Shihuan and saw his process from avoiding the sunlight to accepting it. He chuckled in his heart. Humph, it turns out that some people are just like pieces of wood. They need someone to push them from behind before they can move.

"Xiao Li, I remember there is a durian in the kitchen, right? Take it out and let's eat it." Mo Shichu said to Xiao Li. She had bought the durian online before and had not had time to eat it yet.

Xiao Li immediately went back to get the durian.

"Mo Shichu, don't take out those messy things of yours to eat, they stink!" Shu Shihuan started to find fault again after hearing what Mo Shichu said.

Will Mo Shichu pay attention to him? No way!

Xiao Li quickly brought out the opened durian and Mo Shichu asked her to eat it together. The durian was just ripe, and tasted sweet and sticky. Mo Shichu enjoyed it very much.

Shu Shihuan couldn't bear to see her happy, so he looked at her with disdain and said, "Are you eating shit? It stinks, stay away from me."

"I'm eating here. If you think it stinks, why don't you move away? It's not like you don't have hands." Mo Shichu rolled his eyes.

Shu Shihuan was furious: "This is my home, you are the one who should leave! Why should I give up my place to you?"

"If you don't give in, just bear with it. I didn't ask you to give in." Mo Shichu said.

Shu Shihuan put his hand on the plate of durian. Mo Shichu saw at a glance that he was about to "relapse" and overturned the plate. Then he reminded him in a sinister tone: "Shu Shihuan, if you dare to throw away my durian, I will pick it up and stuff it into your mouth. Do you want to try it?"

Shu Shihuan paused, slowly withdrew his hand, and said bitterly: "Mo Shichu, you crazy woman."

"Thank you very much. I'm not as crazy as you." Mo Shichu said angrily.

The man who was scolded finally stopped and pushed his wheelchair to the other side. Xiao Li saw his movements and wanted to help, but Mo Shichu stopped her, "Don't worry about it. Let him move on his own. If you do everything for him, he will almost degenerate into a pig."

"Mo Shichu! You will die if you don't speak in a sarcastic tone, right?" Shu Shihuan turned around and yelled at Mo Shichu in frustration.

"Haha, if you didn't have so many problems, I wouldn't be able to find any fault with you even if I wanted to!" Mo Shichu was sarcastic again.

(End of this chapter)