Yang Shushu looked at Mu Shicang as he took the ticket in his hand and raised it above his head. It was impossible for her to reach it with her height. She couldn't help but feel angry: "Don't you have a grudge against Zuo Jinheng? Then why do you still want the ticket even if he gives it to you?"
Mu Shicang was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "How do you know I have a grudge against him?"
"I'm not stupid. When you saw him just now, you were so murderous that you almost tangible it. But he, although he seems quite arrogant, doesn't really have any hostility. When he left just now, he seemed to be hesitant to speak, as if he had something to say to you but didn't know how to start. Tsk, what's your story?"
Mu Shicang was quite surprised by her sharpness, but he just flicked her head and said, "I won't tell you the story even if I have one. You better behave yourself. Remember what I warned you before. If something like this happens again, your parents and your calm brother will be dead."
"What's wrong with me? I just wanted to attend a movie premiere. Do you think you're a good husband if you keep threatening your wife with your parents-in-law?"
Mu Shicang: "Then if other men flirt with other men in front of your husband all the time, do you think you act like a wife?"
Yang Shushushu was stunned for a moment and shook her head: "It's indeed not very similar."
Mu Shicang was relieved. It was rare that she knew she was not decent. Just when he was about to say that she still had self-awareness, he heard her say, "Fortunately, you are not my husband, and I am not your wife."
"..." Mu Shicang's hands suddenly clenched, trying to control his urge to strangle someone to death. The premiere ticket was crumpled into a ball in his hand. Yang Shushu jumped up in fright and tried to reach for it: "Hey, if you're not going, give it to me, don't tear it up."
Mu Shicang pursed his lips, and suddenly raised both hands with a half-smile. Then, under her contentious gaze, he tore the ticket in half, and then the corners of his mouth slowly raised: "Yang Shushu, don't forget your identity."
Yang Shushu, who had been about to jump up anxiously, suddenly stopped and watched him stuff the piece of paper in his hand into the hands of the driver who had been standing aside as if he were air. The driver took it, but did not dare to say anything and continued to act as if he were air.
Yang Shushu stopped, said nothing, turned around and got into the car.
Her reaction surprised Mu Shicang a little. He thought she would jump up and go crazy with him. After all, Yang Shushu was capable of doing such a thing during this period.
He had even thought of how to deal with her when she threw a tantrum, but now he had no idea how to do it. For some reason, he felt an indescribable feeling of loss or regret in his heart. He felt inexplicably blocked in his heart, his face darkened, and he got into the car.
The driver outside was a little angry, and you can imagine what the atmosphere in the car would be like in a while.
But there was no other way, he had to get on the bus. He took two steps, threw the ticket into a nearby trash can, and then got on the bus. At this time, the two people in the bus were sitting in the back seat, one on the left and one on the right, leaning against the door. Yang Shushu turned her head to the window, while Mu Shicang was on the phone, apparently handling official business.
The driver wanted to ask where they were going back to, the company or Mu's house, but he didn't dare to say anything. He could only start the car. When the car drove onto the main road, Mu Shicang's voice came from behind: "To the hospital."
After he finished speaking, Yang Shushu finally moved. She turned her head and glanced at Mu Shicang, seeming a little surprised that he still remembered that he was injured.
Mu Shicang also turned to look at her at this time, smiled and said: "Forget it, let's go home."
"..." Yang Shushu's mouth twitched, and she turned her face away angrily.
At this time, Mu Shicang made a phone call: "Uncle Liang, call Dr. Yin and ask him to go to the Mu residence. I will be back soon."
Yang Shushu faintly heard Uncle Liang's voice getting louder, as if he was worried. Then she heard Mu Shicang say, "It's not me. Anyway, let Doctor Yin go first."
When he hung up the phone, he looked up and saw Yang Shushu turned around again, looking at him suspiciously. He smiled and hooked his finger: "Come here."
Yang Shushu didn't move. Mu Shicang raised the corners of his mouth again and narrowed his eyes. However, because the direction of the car suddenly changed, sunlight shone in and the reflection of the lens directly blocked his sight. Yang Shushu just felt that the atmosphere in the car suddenly froze.
Just now in front of outsiders, she didn't want to make a big deal out of it and would give in, but now there is only one driver, and it is a joke to expect her to be afraid of his threats.
"I thought you were calling the dog. If you asked me to come over, I would have. Why don't you come over?" She hooked her finger at him again.
Mu Shicang had seen her rebellious nature a long time ago, so he didn't expect her to be obedient at this time. So, he moved a little and reached out to pull the person over. But when he grabbed the person and wanted to pull her towards him, he suddenly heard a low cry. Although it was very low and sounded like a low cry of resistance at first, he could still hear the pain in the voice.
He didn't touch her back? Mu Shicang looked at her in confusion, and saw Yang Shushu with a red face and one hand under her buttocks.
He stared at her movements in a daze. Could it be—
My eyes involuntarily followed her and saw behind her.
"What are you looking at?" Yang Shushu's face turned even redder and she immediately got angry.
She has a tough personality, but she is essentially a single person who has never even been in a relationship. She would still feel embarrassed if a man she is not familiar with knew that she was injured here.
Mu Shicang's beautiful eyeliner looked like a swallow with its wings spread out, and his long, fine eyelashes danced like two fluttering butterflies. He smiled very happily: "Shushu, don't be shy. We are husband and wife, what can't we say?"
Yang Shushu was so angry that she wanted to bite someone. She gritted her teeth and said, "How many lifetimes have you and your wife been unlucky?"
"No, it should be said that you have accumulated blessings in your previous life. After all, there are so many women who want to catch my eye, but I chose you, right?" Mu Shicang couldn't help but smile as he looked at her sitting with her hands under her feet and her waist slightly bent.
"Haha, who knows what your dark motives are? Back when my dad's factory had problems, I seriously suspected you were behind it. The timing of your appearance was too coincidental. First you appeared in front of me, and then my dad's factory had problems. And then you appeared in front of me like a savior, and even said you liked me. Even melodramatic TV series wouldn't dare to play it that way. And the results after we got married proved that you didn't really like me. Was it that claw of yours that loved to strangle me?"
Yang Shushu stared at Mu Shicang, and saw with her own eyes that the smile on his face seemed to have changed his appearance, making him look like a completely different person.
Although his smile was not sincere just now, Yu Shao still had some masculinity. But now, his smile was more gentle and polite, but she seemed to have seen an evil ghost.
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