Although he said so, there was no displeasure on his face. Wang stood quietly behind him, biting his lip silently.
At this moment, she heard the voice of Mu Shicang who was walking in front of her. His voice was very soft, but it was filled with a chilling chill: "Go check the information of the owner of stall No. 189 on the first floor of that convenience store. Haha... I want to see if he is really sick or just pretending to be crazy... He dares to chop anyone down."
Wang followed quietly behind. Although he spoke the last sentence very softly, she could hear it clearly. The key point was not the content, but the message conveyed in the voice. She had been with him for many years. Although she dared not say that she understood him, she could at least tell whether he was angry or not.
At this moment, she clearly felt his rage, because of another woman——
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Originally, Yang Shushu wanted Mu Shicang to treat her to dinner, but seeing that he was taking so much information back, she felt embarrassed and just asked him to stop the car halfway, then got out and ran to the roadside stuffed pancake stall to buy three stuffed pancakes.
During this period, Yu Xinggui felt stressed being alone in the car with Mu Shicang, so he followed her directly to the stall. Yu Xinggui was very curious about these roadside stalls. Stalls were not allowed at the school gate of the school he attended, but when he passed by other schools, he saw small stalls at the school gate. There was always a group of students in front of almost every stall, especially at noon and in the afternoon when school was over.
When he was young, he was curious and wanted to buy it, but his mother scolded and punished him, and he never dared to mention it again.
But that's how people are. The more they are stopped, the more curious they become. He yearns for those snacks that are said to be unhygienic but liked by most people. However, when he is alone, he dare not try them, for fear of being seen by his mother, and then being mentally tortured again.
Seeing Yang Shushu turn around with three hot stuffed pancakes, she handed him one directly: "Here, your mouth is watering."
Yu Xinggui blushed, lowered his head, and spoke for the first time since leaving the supermarket: "I... didn't."
"Okay, if you don't have any, try it. It smells delicious."
As he said that, he put the cake directly into his hand, then used his arm, which was tied up like a plaster cast, to hold the other two and ran towards the direction where Mu Shicang parked the car.
Mu Shicang just happened to look up from the information at this time, and saw her figure jogging towards him at a glance. She was not tall, probably less than 1.6 meters without shoes, and was thin. From a distance, she looked like a child running towards him.
The night wind lifted her hair, and the street lights illuminated her face with a faint smile of expectation. Mu Shicang stared at her in a daze, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously, but suddenly the hand that was pinching the corner of the document slowly tightened, and the corners of his mouth suddenly froze halfway up, as if he was controlling something, and he slowly withdrew his gaze.
Yang Shushu returned to the car and handed him a stuffed pancake while she was chewing on another one: "This is for you."
Mu Shicang stared at the thing that was still steaming and emitting a rich aroma for a while, and finally turned away and said, "I don't eat this kind of thing."
Yang Shushu smacked her teeth with her tongue, but didn't force it. Just then, Yu Xinggui took the front passenger seat. She said directly, "Then Xiaoyu and I can split the meal. We don't have to eat dinner anymore."
Mu Shicang didn't expect her to give up so easily. Shouldn't she persuade him to eat something first? After all, it was so late and he hadn't eaten yet.
Feeling Mu Shicang's gaze, Yang Shushu raised an eyebrow and asked, "What are you looking at? Master Mu dislikes the roadside stalls and doesn't eat them, so does that mean he doesn't allow others to eat them?"
Mu Shicang closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then smiled: "I am your husband, shouldn't you care about me?"
Yang Shushu munched on a pancake and blinked innocently, "I care, but she doesn't appreciate it. Uh...the stuffed pancakes here are delicious, right, Xiaoyu? Are they tasty?"
Yu Xinggui was sitting in the front, eating in small bites. When his name was suddenly called, he just nodded without saying a word.
Yang Shushu didn't mind, and smiled at Mu Shicang: "Little Master Mu, you'd better wait a little longer. When we get back, let Uncle Liang prepare bird's nest, shark fin, and abalone soup for you. Don't pollute your mouth with these common snacks."
Mu Shicang realized that this girl's weird temper could make people angry to death, so he stopped talking and reached out to grab the cake from her hand: "Since it's mine, don't even think about giving it to anyone else."
After saying that, he put it in his mouth and took a bite. No one noticed that Yu Xinggui's body in front of him suddenly stiffened, and the hand holding the pancake unknowingly peeled off the outer paper.
Mu Shicang took a bite out of anger and a desire to give it a try. He didn't know if it was because he was really hungry or because it was so delicious, but he took another bite, then three, four, and finally finished the whole pancake.
Yang Shushu tilted her head and watched him eat, with a sly smile on her face, as if ready to mock him at any time, but in the end she didn't say a word. After he finished eating, she even asked, "Is it delicious?"
Mu Shicang looked down at the oil on his hands, silently took out a few tissues from the car, and wiped them while saying, "It would be better if there wasn't so much oil."
"Tsk, you have so many things to do." Yang Shushu curled her lips and took a few pieces of paper to wipe her hands.
Yu Xinggui ate slower than the other two and was still nibbling his food in small bites. The car had already reached the suburbs. Although there were street lights outside, there were very few pedestrians and it was very quiet. The car also became quiet for a while. Mu Shicang began to look down at the information, while Yang Shushu was playing with her mobile phone. Halfway through, she suddenly thought of something and looked up to ask Mu Shicang.
"By the way, didn't that so-and-so last time say he'd compensate me for my phone? Where did that go?"
Mu Shicang didn't look up and said, "He sent it to me and asked me to throw it away."
Yang Shushu nodded, but remained silent. Out of boredom and curiosity, she asked another question: "By the way, that Gong guy seems particularly afraid of you. Why?"
Mu Shicang raised his head to look at her, reached out to push up his glasses, and glanced at Yu Xinggui in front of him: "There are many people who are afraid of me. You should ask those who are afraid of me, right?"
Yang Shushu also glanced at Yu Xinggui, and suddenly sat closer to Mu Shicang. With one hand, she turned his face towards hers, and whispered, "He's afraid of you, so scare him less. It's not like you don't know his situation. He's your brother after all, so can't you act more like one?"
Mu Shicang lowered his head to look at her face. Although her tone sounded like she was lecturing and her brows were furrowed, as if she was very unhappy, inexplicably, that tone revealed an indescribable intimacy, as if - as if he was hers and was being warned to be polite to guests.
Mu Shicang felt even more uneasy. What was going on? Why did he feel a little bit happy after being taught a lesson?
Don't forget, she is...
He reminded himself this in his heart, but he couldn't suppress the joy!
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