Zuo Jinheng frowned slightly: "Mu Shicang, that's your wife, are you speaking human language?"
Yang Shushu had already clenched her fists and was about to jump up, but when she heard Zuo Jinheng's words, she was stunned for a moment. For a moment, she felt that she had no reason to punch anymore.
Mu Shicang glanced at Yang Shushu and asked, "What's the matter? You failed to elope last time, and now you want to do it again?"
The corner of Yang Shushu's mouth twitched, and her eyebrows trembled slightly: "Mu Shicang, are you feeling traumatized by me?"
Zuo Jinheng blinked his eyes, smiled, and gave Yang Shushu a thumbs up. If it wasn't the wrong timing, he really wanted to give her a thumbs up. He felt that Mrs. Xiaomu was not an ordinary person last time, and now he was even more certain that she was definitely a hero.
As for Wang Qiaoran, she felt that she should be laughing now. Yang Shushu dared to speak to President Mu like this, and even said something that President Mu least wanted others to know. She was probably really finished this time.
Even if President Mu had other purposes in marrying her, he would not let her go so easily this time.
The corridor is still very quiet. Perhaps the sound insulation here is too good, and there are not many guests on the fourth floor. Almost no one noticed what happened in the corridor outside. When Yang Shushu finished speaking, both Zuo Jinheng and Wang Qiaoran felt that Mu Shicang would be very angry.
Zuo Jinheng even moved his body towards Yang Shushu. Mu Shicang looked at his movements and couldn't help but smile. This smile was as if a demon rushed out of his body, and even Zuo Jinheng was startled. He and Mu Shicang had a good relationship when they were young, but since that incident, they had no extra interactions. All his understanding came from his own observations when he was in the same grade in junior high and high school.
But he was not familiar with this kind of Mu Shicang. This was the Mu Shicang he did not know, or rather, Mu Shicang had long since become the person he was not familiar with.
"Mu Shicang, I know you hate me because of what happened back then, but don't involve other people. She and I just met by chance. I was drunk just now. It has nothing to do with her."
Mu Shicang pursed his lips, then licked them gently, and then laughed. This laugh seemed to turn him back into the usual gentle and elegant little Mu Ye, but every ray of light released from his eyes was a thorn: "Zuo Jinheng, can you please not take yourself so seriously? This is a matter between us as husband and wife. What does it have to do with you? What does it have to do with what happened back then?"
Zuo Jinheng's eyelids drooped, and when he stopped smiling, all the lines on his face looked cold. But in a moment, he smiled again: "You can't say that. The misunderstanding was caused by me. I take responsibility for explaining it."
Yang Shushu stood between the two of them for a while, vaguely hearing that the two had some grudges in the past, but——
"Idol, what's there to explain? In Xiao Muye's eyes, I'm just a thing, a toy. Why should I explain? Xiao Muye doesn't need any. What Xiao Muye needs most is probably a green hat, and I don't mind giving him a few more."
Yang Shushu leaned against the wall, with her arms clasped across her chest, her head raised, the corners of her mouth slightly tilted, and she looked at Muye Cao provocatively. One could see the raging anger burning in her almond-shaped eyes.
In the eyes of others, the words she just said were heroic, but to her, it was just an appetizer before getting angry. Those who were familiar with the former orphan Yang Shushu knew that Sister Shushu was a small heater that could bring warmth to all the children in the orphanage, but once this heater was added with an abnormal fire, it would immediately become a big boiler that could explode at any time.
Now the small heater has been added with an abnormal fire!
Yang Shushu has been an orphan since childhood. Everything she ate and used was donated by people from all walks of life. She was grateful for everyone's help from the bottom of her heart, but it also made her understand a truth very early, that is, she must strive for self-improvement, not rely on others, and not become someone else's appendage, because no one will always give alone or as a group.
She hates being an accessory!
Mu Shicang's words had already nailed her to the shelf of accessories. He had said similar words before, but at that time it was just the two of them, and the atmosphere was completely different from now, so she could treat it as a joke.
But not now!
Mu Shicang looked down at the provocative eyes and the blazing flames in them. For some reason, his heart began to beat wildly. It was an unfamiliar melody that inexplicably excited him. He even began to look forward to what kind of picture would be burned out by the pair of eyes in front of him.
Looking forward to it! Inexplicable anticipation! I've never looked forward to anything like this before! Or anyone like this before!
"Yang Shushu, do you know what you are saying?" Youming's voice was very gentle, no different from usual, but his eyes were still abnormally red, making him look like a monster that had turned into a demon.
Yang Shushu was really traumatized by his red eyes, but she didn't want to show her weakness at this moment, so she could only bite the bullet and say, "I don't have Alzheimer's yet, I remember what I said clearly, and I've said this to you more than once, cuckold, there will be more in the future, so please look forward to it, Master Mu."
As she spoke, she arrogantly showed her small white teeth. Only then did Mu Shicang realize that she actually had two obvious canine teeth in the upper row of teeth. She looked like a little puppy showing its teeth, thinking it was very fierce, but actually looked very cute.
Plop! Something hit his chest, and he was dazed for a moment, but then he was filled with a burst of sour anger: "You dare."
"You dare to hug girls left and right outside, so why shouldn't I dare?" Yang Shushu glanced at Wang Qiaoran. Wang Qiaoran had been watching the show, but suddenly her heart skipped a beat. Thinking of her best friend's previous actions, she quickly stepped forward to smooth things over.
"Mrs. Mu, you misunderstood. Mr. Mu drank a little too much, and we were worried about him going back alone, so we wanted to send him to the hotel to rest after this. I'm letting you know because I'm afraid you'll worry."
She emphasized everyone.
Yang Shushu was too lazy to play word games with her. She was going to confront Mu Shicang today. Didn't he threaten her with her parents not to divorce her? Fine, if she didn't divorce him, she would see how many hats he could wear.
But who would have thought that Mu Shicang suddenly laughed at this time, the redness in his eyes faded, and his pupils flashed with a dark luster. Everyone was confused by his smile. Yang Shushu even moved a step towards Zuo Jinheng to prevent him from killing people on the spot. After all, the behavior of a mentally ill person cannot be predicted by normal people.
However, when her body moved towards Zuo Jinheng, his smile suddenly disappeared. She only felt one of her arms suddenly clamped, and the pain made her frown and grimace: "Mu Shicang, you..."
Mu Shicang pulled her hand back hard, and she bumped into his chest. He took the opportunity to put his arm around her shoulders from behind and lowered his head. She immediately felt a gust of hot air blowing past her ears, carrying the smell of alcohol: "Shushu, I don't blame you for being jealous and throwing a tantrum, but... if you look for a man, especially him, you will be punished."
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