Mo Jinsong was dragged all the way back, his arm was pinched so hard that it hurt, but he didn't dare to make a sound. At this moment, he absolutely did not dare to anger his wife again.

He prayed secretly that he would not run into any acquaintances. After all, he was a well-known person in the outside world. It would be embarrassing if someone saw him like this.

"Jinsong? Why don't you go home now that you're back?"

Lu Desheng's loud voice came from the opposite side, and Mo Jinsong's heart skipped a beat. Whatever he feared would come true.

“Jiaojiao…”

He cried out softly, and Xiong Jiaojiao gave him a cold look and loosened her grip on him a little, but still held it very tightly.

"Dad, Uncle Lu."

Xiong Jiaojiao greeted politely.

Mo Jinsong also called for help with a smile, and leaned forward a little to hide his wife's hand from pinching him. He didn't want to show his embarrassing side in front of his father at all.

After Lu Desheng and Mo Qiufeng had finished their meal, they took a walk in the courtyard to digest the food. Just as they were about to go home to rest, they saw the young couple from afar.

"When did you come back?" Mo Qiufeng asked calmly, glancing at the two people's connected arms.

"The day before yesterday, I came back to rest for a while."

Mo Jinsong's attitude was very respectful and polite, so much so that they didn't seem like father and son, but more like superiors and subordinates.

"It's not good for you to come home and sit down when you get back, kid." Lu Desheng lectured him unceremoniously.

Mo Jinsong is impeccable at work, but the relationship between father and son is too awkward. He and his eldest son used to quarrel every day, but they have never been so unfamiliar. The father and son neither quarrel nor fight. They are as calm and rational as strangers.

"Jinsong just came back and is not feeling well. I asked him to rest at home and plan to go see his dad tomorrow."

Xiong Jiaojiao took the blame on herself. In fact, when her husband just came back, she proposed to go see her father-in-law, but her husband was unwilling.

After so many years of marriage, her husband was willing to listen to her on everything else, except for two things she had no right to interfere in.

One is work.

The second is the indifference towards my father-in-law.

Her father also told her not to interfere, saying that matters between her husband and father-in-law were beyond the control of outsiders and could only be figured out between the two of them.

Mo Qiufeng smiled and said softly, "If you're not feeling well, just rest more. It's okay if you don't go home. You guys go home!"

"Well, Dad, Uncle Lu, goodbye!"

Xiong Jiaojiao said goodbye politely, and Mo Jinsong also said goodbye before being dragged away by her.

Lu Desheng looked at their backs and said with emotion: "The couple has such a good relationship. They even walk hand in hand."

Mo Qiufeng smiled. It was true that they had a good relationship, but he guessed that the boss would have to eat the first meal tonight.

The eldest daughter-in-law has always been gentle and considerate, but even clay figures have tempers. Once the little bear gets angry, the eldest son will be in big trouble.

Thinking that the boss was about to suffer, Mo Qiufeng felt inexplicably refreshed and the smile on his face deepened.

"What's going on between you and Jinsong? You two are more distant than outsiders. You need to take the initiative and stop being so arrogant. Put yourself down and care about the child. You are good at persuading me, but why can't you do it when it's your turn?"

Lu Desheng advised earnestly that it would not be good for the father and son to remain so estranged. After all, -

"You are not young anymore, and half of your body is buried in the earth. Your face is not that important. What's wrong with you being submissive and humble for your son? Look at me. Didn't I humble myself?"

"You are Xiaoye and Qiqi. We are generous and won't bother with you!"

Mo Qiufeng snorted coldly and rolled his eyes in disdain.

The problems between him and his eldest son are qualitatively different from those between Old Lu and his son, and he doesn't want to change. He thinks things are fine as they are now.

The boss has always regarded him as an imaginary enemy and wants to surpass him. This is good. I hope the boss can really surpass him!

"Whatever you want, I don't care!"

Lu Desheng walked in front with a snort, and Mo Qiufeng followed slowly behind. After a while, Lu Desheng in front slowed down, and when he caught up, the two walked side by side again.

Ruan Qiqi and Lu Ye arrived at Mo Jinsong's house early, lay on the tree outside the window, and waited for a long time but the couple did not come back.

"You won't never come back, will you?" Lu Ye asked in a low voice.

"Let me ask."

Ruan Qiqi asked the tree under her.

"I met your dad and Uncle Mo on the way and chatted for a while. Hidden quickly!"

The two of them hid again, and sure enough, not long after, Xiong Jiaojiao came back angrily, dragging someone with her. After opening the door, she pushed Mo Jinsong inside, and then slammed the door shut.

The couple on the tree were very excited, thinking that something good was about to happen.

But--

"brush!"

Xiong Jiaojiao actually pulled down the curtains because her mother said that when beating a man, the doors and windows should be closed so that outsiders cannot see.

Ruan Qiqi and Lu Ye on the tree looked at each other, then immediately slid down from the tree, quickly ran upstairs, and squatted under the window of the Xiong family to eavesdrop.

Fortunately, it was windy at night, everyone in the family building had their doors closed, and there was no one in the corridor, so no one would mistake them for thieves.

"Jiaojiao, Ruan Qiqi is really talking nonsense. Her words stink worse than farts. You must not believe her... Ouch... Be gentle!"

Mo Jinsong still wanted to quibble, but unfortunately Xiong Jiaojiao was furious at the moment and didn't want to listen to him at all. She pushed him down on the bed and slapped his butt several times.

Don't hit people in the face, especially men. This is what mother bear taught her, so Xiong Jiaojiao only spanks them on the buttocks.

The injury was in the dark and could not be seen by outsiders. Her anger subsided and the man did not lose face, killing two birds with one stone.

The curtains were drawn on the windows in the corridor, so Ruan Qiqi and the others could only hear sounds but could not see anything.

"Qiqi, he said bad things about you!" Lu Ye whispered.

“I heard it!”

Ruan Qiqi's face turned cold. Next time she went to Hong Kong, she would directly throw Mo Huli onto Mrs. Qian's bed.

Mrs. Qian is at least twice as thick as Mrs. Zhu, and she has no neck at all. She is drooling over Fox Mo. Humph, I will scare him to death when the time comes!

There was no sound of talking in the room, only the sound of slapping, which sounded like spanking.

Could it be that Xiong Jiaojiao has been spanking Mo Fox all the time?

The two exchanged puzzled looks. Is this just a little trick?

Isn't it just stripping, whipping and sprinkling salt on top?

Xiong Jiaojiao is really a hopeless person!

The slapping sound in the room continued for about ten minutes, and then Xiong Jiaojiao's voice came out: "You sleep on the floor, I don't know how many women you have touched outside, don't touch me, it's dirty!"

"Jiaojiao, if I have done anything to let you down, let me be struck by lightning and die a miserable death. We have been married for many years and have such a deep relationship. Do we have to become alienated because of a little provocation from an outsider? Jiaojiao, in my heart, you have always been a girl with your own opinions who can distinguish right from wrong. This has never changed."

Mo Jinsong's tone was particularly firm, and he even swore and swore, and then began to speak sweet words. It was obvious that his words were fake at first glance, but when they came out of this guy's mouth, they seemed particularly sincere.

"hypocritical!"

Lu Ye snorted coldly. He almost vomited after hearing that.

Ruan Qiqi also felt sick after hearing this. Such words sounded obviously fake and no woman would be fooled.

But--

"You really have nothing to do with those women?" Xiong Jiaojiao's tone softened.