Mu Shicang looked at her with the corners of his mouth curled up, then sat down again, touched her face, and then said to the phone: "Okay, I understand."
After that, he hung up the phone, looked at Yang Shushu and said, "Grandpa asked us to go back. He said that Uncle Liang was watching Chunxiao under your instructions, and he found out some interesting things."
At this moment, Yang Shushu remembered that she had asked Uncle Liang to watch Chunxiao. She pulled the quilt down a little and said, "Then go borrow a wheelchair or crutches for me."
Mu Shicang stood up, but did not go to the door. He suddenly bent down and picked her up horizontally. She was startled and reflexively grabbed his collar. Then she heard his laughter above her head: "Why use that thing when you have such a smart and comfortable mobile tool like your husband?"
The voice was low and gentle, indescribably tender and affectionate. Yang Shushu felt her heart skip a beat following the sound. She stayed still for a few seconds before saying, "Thank you very much, tool man?"
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Seeing Yang Shushu being carried out by Mu Shicang, Yang's parents were a little surprised, but obviously less surprised than when Mu Shicang called them "Mom, Dad" and "Brother".
Mu Shicang hugged Yang Shushu and called mom and dad very naturally: "I'll take Shushu home first. If you miss Shushu, just call me directly and I'll ask someone to pick you up."
Mu Shicang had never invited the Yang family to the Mu family before. The three members of the Mu family were stunned again. It was not until everyone left that Yang Li slowly came to his senses. He slapped himself and asked, "Dad, Mom, did I hear correctly? Master Mu said that we should go to the big manor of the Mu family as guests?"
Yang's parents also slowly came to their senses, but the reason for their surprise and joy was completely different from Yang Li's. Their daughter had never returned home for more than a year after her marriage. They missed her terribly, but they didn't even know which way the door of the Mu family faced, and Mu Shicang had never asked them to go to the Mu family to see their daughter.
And now, Mu Shicang personally said that whenever they missed their daughter, they could go directly to see her. This was undoubtedly the greatest joy for the old couple.
The old couple was a little dizzy from the sudden blessing that fell from the sky. They left the hospital hand in hand in a daze.
When Yang Shushu said goodbye to her parents when she left, they were ignored. But it was undeniable that Mu Shicang succeeded in pleasing her. However, it was impossible to get her to say thank you, so she could just regard it as compensation for her original body.
"By the way, Xiao Yu..." When Mu Shicang pinched him just now, it was like turning off the memory switch, and for a moment he forgot about the melancholy and vulnerable little boy.
"Don't worry, ever since he had an argument with his mom and ran away that night, someone has been following him. Nothing will happen to him."
Yang Shushu felt relieved, and the two were about to leave. At this time, someone knocked on the window in the back seat of the car. Yang Shushu looked out, was stunned for a moment, and then saw Mu Shicang's face turned gloomy.
Anyone who is not a fool can feel that Mu Shicang hates the person outside the car very much, but that person was knocking on the car window as if he was asking for his life, with an anxious face, looking back from time to time, and it felt like there were a bunch of monsters chasing him from behind.
But Mu Shicang had no intention of asking the driver to open the window, and even said to the driver: "Drive."
The driver obeyed the order and heard the sound of the engine. The people outside the car became anxious and shouted at the window: "Mu Shicang, if you don't open the door, I will do to you what your physical education teacher did to you in elementary school..."
Before the person outside could finish speaking, the car window suddenly opened. Mu Shicang looked at the person outside the car, smiling with a knife in his eyes: "Zuo Jinheng, are you tired of living?"
Zuo Jinheng didn't look at him, but just smiled at Yang Shushu: "Mrs. Xiaomu, do you want to know what happened to Mu Shicang when he was in elementary school?"
Originally, Yang Shushu wanted to say that she had no interest, but when she saw Mu Shicang's face, which was so dark that it looked like black water could drip out of it, she changed the subject and said, "Okay."
Mu Shicang turned to look at Yang Shushu helplessly, then glanced at the driver. At this moment, a "click" sounded in the car. Zuo Jinheng stepped back, walked around the other side of the car, and sat directly on the passenger seat. He then said, "I'll tell you when I have the chance."
Yang Shushu curled her lips. No wonder people say that you should stay away from your idols, because if you get too close, your dreams will be shattered. They actually broke their promise.
"Idol, what have you done? What illegal or disorderly conduct? It's like you're being chased by someone?"
Zuo Jinheng chuckled, "As a public figure, I need to establish a positive image and lead my fans towards a bright and enlightened path. I came here today to see a seriously ill fan who wrote me many letters. I kept my company a secret, fearing accusations of hype, but I was eventually discovered. There were a bunch of reporters and fans following me."
As he spoke, he pointed outside the car, and sure enough, he saw a group of people running towards this side, but they stopped in confusion halfway because their target had disappeared.
Yang Shushu turned around and looked at him and smiled: "Since we want to establish a glorious and upright image, wouldn't it be better if people can see it?"
Zuo Jinheng smiled: "I can only establish myself in the hearts of my fans. For example, do you feel that there is a Buddha's light behind your idol now?"
Mu Shicang sneered at the side: "Buddha's light is not necessarily, if you smile at my wife like this, the light of God will cover you."
Mu Shicang's reaction surprised Zuo Jinheng. As far as he knew, Mu Shicang had been around many women since he was a child, but he had never caught the eye of a woman or even been willing to argue for her.
Facing Zuo Jinheng's inquiring gaze, Mu Shicang pretended not to see it. He simply bent down, lifted both of Yang Shushu's legs onto the bench, and then placed them on his own legs: "This way you won't bump into them."
Yang Shushu moved awkwardly, but his hands were holding her legs tightly, preventing her from moving. Feeling Zuo Jinheng's interesting gaze, she looked over and he winked at her. She shrugged indifferently.
No matter how you look at it, it feels like they are deliberately declaring ownership to others. It's a pity that I was a little embarrassed just now.
"Mu Shicang, I know a piece of news about Ye Mingmei. Do you want to hear it?" Zuo Jinheng sat back in the front seat and said.
Ye Mingmei is the little star who died.
Mu Shicang sneered: "I don't want to."
Yang Shushu said in unison with him: "Think about it, tell me."
Zuo Jinheng turned around again and said, "You two are quite interesting. Do you want it or not? Should I tell you?"
"If I want to know something, I will naturally look it up myself, without the trouble of Young Master Zuo." Mu Shicang smiled indifferently, but with a coldness that kept people at a distance.
Yang Shushu glanced at him. She had always felt that Mu Shicang seemed to have an indescribable hostility towards Zuo Jinheng, or would hatred be more accurate?
So she turned to look at Zuo Jinheng again, but the latter just smiled.
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