When Mu Shicang drove to Wanhua Community, he was still confused. He didn't know why he agreed to come. Was it just because he wanted to lock her up for a week? He knew it wasn't the case. In fact, it didn't matter whether she was locked up or not. She couldn't escape from his control anyway.
But he came anyway. The car had already stopped in the open space in the community, but he didn't go upstairs immediately. Instead, he sat in the car and thought about why he came, and why -
He looked back at the gift boxes in the back seat of the car, feeling indescribably conflicted.
At this moment, someone knocked on the door outside the car. He looked up and saw Yang Shushu leaning against the window looking at him, then pointed at the passenger door.
He glanced at her and unlocked the door. She walked around the car and got in: "Thank you."
She thanked him so frankly that Mu Shicang was stunned. What was she thanking him for?
"Yang Shushu, what are you thinking about?"
Yang Shushu thought he was asking why they asked him to come, so she gave an embarrassed smile. "You, you've never seen the gossipy spirit of the aunties. I'm famous in this neighborhood because I married you. People often ask mom and dad why your daughter doesn't come home, and why your son-in-law doesn't come to see you. I didn't know it before, but today I found out that my parents don't like to deal with these questions from time to time. Today, I just want to invite you, Xiao Muye, to show your face, to show that my parents' son-in-law is a real person, really, so that they can be less harassed by rumors. Of course, as a thank you, I will cooperate with you and promise not to run around again, but it will only be for one week."
She turned to face him, raised her right palm in mid-air and said, "Come on, let's high-five each other."
Mu Shicang: “…” They were filming a martial arts drama, and they were even high-fiving each other to show their alliance.
"Yang Shushu, you hired someone to pry open the door and lock it just to go home?"
"If you understand it that way, it's okay. I've been married to you for a year, and you told me to come back as little as possible. I used to listen to you because I wanted to maintain my image. Now that my image has collapsed, there's no need for me to be a good kid anymore, right? This is my home, why can't I come back?"
Yang Shushu looked at him with an unusually serious expression. Mu Shicang found himself unable to find words to refute her. Finally, he chose to ask her, "Do you know you are wrong now?"
"What did I do wrong?" Yang Shushu seemed puzzled. Did he mean that she had to admit her mistake before he would help her?
That--
"Okay, I admit I was wrong."
Yang Shushu thought about it and decided to apologize. Mu Shicang was surprised. Ever since Yang Shushu woke up and revealed her true colors, she had never given in to him. But just when he was surprised and wanted to make her behave in the future, he heard her continue, "It was indeed my fault to change your door lock password and fingerprint, but you were more wrong. If you hadn't placed me under house arrest for no apparent reason, I wouldn't have had to go to such great lengths. You don't know how expensive it is to open a lock like this. You'll have to pay me back when the time comes. I don't have much money left."
Mu Shicang's hands were gripping the steering wheel, veins bulging, and it looked like he could crush it at any moment. The gentle and refined Little Mu was about to go berserk and turn evil, but the instigator was still unaware and simply grabbed his hand and slapped it: "It's settled. I don't ask you to be sincere to my parents. Just put on the mask you show to outsiders and reassure them. Let's go."
Yang Shushu pushed the door and got out of the car. Turning around, she saw Mu Shicang still sitting in the car without moving. She frowned and was about to get angry again, but finally held it back. She walked to the other side of the driver's seat, reached out and knocked on the car window, and then, without caring whether Mu Shicang could hear it or not, she said, "Mu Shicang, I don't want to know the reason why you insisted on marrying me..."
In the car, Mu Shicang's hand suddenly tightened, and then he heard her vague voice outside again: "I didn't expect you to treat me well after marriage. Since I married you in the first place, I was mentally prepared, but... at least don't implicate my parents, okay? I... don't want them to worry."
Since waking up, Yang Shushu rarely spoke to him so calmly. There was a hint of awkward pleading in her calmness, which was a rare tenderness.
Mu Shicang's fingers gradually loosened, and his fingertips flicked the steering wheel twice. The corners of his mouth unconsciously rose slightly, then he opened the car window and smiled: "Shushu, if you beg me well, maybe I will be a more qualified son-in-law."
Yang Shushu opened her mouth, put her tongue against the left side of her upper teeth, nodded, and pointed at Mu Shicang, as if she wanted to bite someone but didn't dare to do it. Her expression was like a little gangster who was being controlled and helpless, but also a little cute. Mu Shicang was stunned and felt that his aesthetic taste seemed to be going astray.
"Okay, Master Mu, I beg you." Yang Shushu rested one hand on the roof of the car and looked down at the people inside. Her tone sounded a little reluctant, but her eyes were full of sincerity as she looked at Mu Shicang.
Mu Shicang was stunned as he stared at those eyes. At first, Yang Shushu made him feel like a puppet without thoughts of her own. Later, he felt that she was a stubborn rebel who wanted to go against him in everything.
But at this moment, he felt that she was a soft sponge. You can knead her into any shape, but when you let go, she will return to her original appearance, seemingly weak, but strong and stubborn.
The familiar melody in his chest hit him again. He lowered his head, looked at his chest, smiled silently, and finally said, "You said you would be obedient."
"Only for one week." Yang Shushu refused to give in.
Staring into those stubborn eyes, Xiao Muye, who never tolerated bargaining, actually nodded happily: "Okay, just one week."
Yang Shushu breathed a sigh of relief. She wasn't really sure if she could convince Mu Shicang. After all, she had been against him for a while, and today she even changed the door locks of his house. It was rare that he didn't come to settle the score with her. She was just doing this out of spite.
The two reached an agreement, and Mu Shicang got out of the car. Just then, Aunt Wang came over. When Yang Shushu saw her, she grabbed Mu Shicang who had just gotten out of the car and said, "Husband, why did you come just now?"
Mu Shicang didn't say anything, but took the opportunity to pinch her cheek with a smile: "Because I have to make money to support you. Oh, by the way, there are gifts for my parents in the back of the car. I'll go get them."
Yang Shushu was stunned for a moment: "He got into the role so quickly, calling his parents so well, and even bringing a gift? Doesn't that mean he was planning to go up there anyway?"
Suddenly, Yang Shushu felt that she had been fooled. At this time, Aunt Wang had already walked over. She couldn't change her expression, so she had to force a smile: "Aunt Wang, you are back."
Aunt Wang looked at her, then at Mu Shicang who was closing the car door with the gift. When he turned around, the old aunt's face showed an unconcealable surprise: "Shushu... this... is your husband?"
Yang Shushu took Mu Shicang's arm again: "Well, husband, this is Aunt Wang who lives downstairs from us."
"Hello, Auntie." Mu Shicang smiled, unfamiliar but polite.
Aunt Wang nodded and smiled: "Okay, the boy is even more handsome than he looks on TV. Shushu, you are so lucky." She said this with a sour taste in her voice.
Yang Shushu pretended not to understand, just smiled, and left with Mu Shicang.
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