Upon hearing this, Mu Shaohua's lips curled into a mocking smile.
He turned to look directly at Su Qingyao, his eyes flashing with a mixture of provocation and intimacy.
She slowly and deliberately unbuttoned the pearl buttons of her coat, revealing a well-tailored silk nightgown underneath, exuding charm with every gesture: "Qingyao, you're being too polite."
What's with all this talk about your family and mine? Why are you making such a big deal out of it? Aren't we all family? Or are you saying you want to separate the family?
Besides, do I have to put up with your attitude when I come to visit my own husband?
Su Qingyao crossed her arms tightly to her chest, looked at Mu Shaohua and snorted coldly: "Stop talking nonsense! Do you even know why Yueyue is in a bad mood?"
And you're secretly drinking alone behind my back? It's all because of your precious husband!
Lu Qingzhou had just settled Momo in and tiptoed out of the second bedroom when he immediately sensed the tense atmosphere in the living room.
He swallowed hard, his gaze falling on the bottle of wine in Mu Shaohua's hand. His throat tightened, and he coughed twice, his voice clearly tentative: "Sister Shaohua, are you going to drink?"
Mu Shaohua smiled sweetly and raised the wine bottle.
The light and shadow reflected off the bottle flickered on the floor.
Just like her somewhat unfathomable thoughts: "This is what Sister Lengyue drank by herself. Today is a good day for drinking, and I plan to have a drink with her."
Lu Qingzhou subconsciously looked at Leng Yue and saw her slightly red and swollen eyes, her hair disheveled and covering half of her face.
The faint smell of alcohol emanating from her seemed to silently tell of her grievances.
Lu Qingzhou cursed inwardly, 'Damn it, what sins have I committed?'
Looking at Mu Shaohua's composed demeanor, he inexplicably felt more confident.
My heart, which had been hanging in suspense, felt a little more at ease. With Shaohua's wife by my side, things shouldn't be too embarrassing.
But Su Qingyao's icy expression made him feel uneasy, wishing he could disappear from the place immediately and let the women handle it themselves.
He coughed lightly, trying to appear calm: "Then you guys chat for a while, I'll go to the kitchen and cook a couple of side dishes for you to have with your drinks."
Before he finished speaking, he rushed to the kitchen as if he were suffocating if he stayed there for even a second longer.
"You do have some sense; your sister didn't spoil you for nothing."
Mu Shaohua watched Lu Qingzhou's retreating figure with a smile.
He emphasized, "Remember to add spice, both Lengyue and I love it."
That "little sister" sounded like it was meant specifically for Su Qingyao to hear.
Su Qingyao chimed in, not to be outdone: "Yes, we must cook two delicious dishes to apologize to Yueyue!"
Leng Yue trembled all over, her nails digging deeply into her palms.
Mu Shaohua's arrival made her vaguely suspect that the other party might know everything.
But Su Qingyao was still in the dark, believing that Lu Qingzhou was the only one who had taken advantage of her, and had no idea that she liked Lu Qingzhou.
They were completely unaware that things were far more complicated than they appeared.
She stood there, caught in a dilemma, her fingers gripping the hem of her clothes, gradually losing their color.
Her eyes darted nervously between the two of them, and all she wanted to do was disappear into the ground.
After hesitating for a long time, she said in a trembling voice, "How about... how about I go back to my room and not disturb you anymore?"
Mu Shaohua pondered for a moment. She needed to talk to Su Qingyao alone and persuade the woman.
Otherwise, her precious husband would be depressed.
He then gave Leng Yue a meaningful look and smiled slightly: "Leng Yue, let me talk to her first. After Xiao Lu finishes cooking, we'll have a drink together."
Leng Yue sensed a strange sense of reassurance in Mu Shaohua's gaze.
Hearing Mu Shaohua's words, he felt as if he had been granted a pardon.
She could vaguely guess what Mu Shaohua wanted to say to Su Qingyao.
Standing there awkwardly, she nodded and said, "Okay, Sister Shaohua, let me pour you some water first."
Mu Shaohua smiled slightly, "Thank you, Sister Lengyue."
Mu Shaohua took the water glass from Leng Yue, tilted her head towards the balcony, and gestured for Su Qingyao to come over.
Despite her doubts and dissatisfaction, Su Qingyao followed after them.
She did want to hear what insightful opinions Mu Shaohua might have.
The two sat down on the lounge chairs on the balcony.
Mu Shaohua gently placed the cup on the small wooden table, her tone calm: "Xiao Lu just had a little to drink, which caused a misunderstanding. It's no big deal."
Su Qingyao originally wanted Mu Shaohua to play the villain.
Give Lu Qingzhou a good talking-to.
To her surprise, the woman downplayed the matter from the very beginning.
She felt a surge of anger rush to her head.
Her chest heaved violently with anger, and her voice trembled: "Mu Shaohua, stop pretending! Don't you know what Lu Qingzhou did to Leng Yue?"
Mu Shaohua remained calm and composed, her tone light and casual: "What did I do? It's just a misunderstanding."
Su Qingyao bit her lip.
Staring at Mu Shaohua's relaxed and carefree expression,
After a long silence, he finally exploded: "Misunderstanding? Is that even possible? He was hugging, kissing, and touching Yueyue, and that's a small matter. How can this be called a misunderstanding?"
As she finished speaking, her voice grew increasingly irritated.
Mu Shaohua paused, her fingers holding the teacup, a slight look of surprise on her face. "You saw it?"
"No." Su Qingyao slumped back into her chair. "He confessed this to me himself."
Upon hearing this, Mu Shaohua's face flashed with surprise, and then her eyes brightened.
She lowered her eyes, stroking the rim of her glass, thinking to herself: 'It seems my husband isn't as timid as he appears. He actually said that to Su Qingyao; he's trying to put himself in a do-or-die situation. Anyway, the control of the problem isn't in his hands; in the end, it depends on my and Su Qingyao's opinions.'
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