My Wife is an Aloof Beauty

"You've recovered well, why are you running out in such a hurry?" As soon as Mu Jiyun stepped into the living room, a cold voice sounded unhurriedly, and Mu Shijie was seen alone, slowly pouring freshly brewed water into a teacup. Good tea, the cold Toshiyan couldn't tell whether his words were out of concern or ridicule, but no matter what he really meant, it would never sound like caring to Mu Jiyun's ears.

"Don't you always care? So what difference does it make to you whether it's good or bad?" Mu Jiyun's tone was as cold as ever, because no one had mentioned to him his condition during the operation, so Until now, he didn't know that Mu Shijie had donated blood to him, so he had no way of knowing that he actually had feelings for him, but he was just not very good at expressing them.

"It makes no difference. I'm just afraid that Fengxing International will be destroyed in your hands. After all, without a healthy body, it's impossible to run such a large company." Mu Shijie said calmly, Not impatient or angry, just lazily sitting on the soft sofa, drinking the tea in his hand with great pleasure.

"You don't have to worry about this, because even if your body collapses, I will still be strong, so Fengxing International will never end with me." Mu Jiyun frowned. He had never allowed himself to provoke him. Authoritative? Why are there suddenly no signs of anger today?

"I don't have the time to worry about this. Anyway, even if Fengxing International really declines, I won't have to worry about food and drink, unless you are so embarrassed that you can't even support your parents." Mu Shijie raised his eyebrows. Looking at him, his face, which had always been calm, finally had a hint of narrowness.

"Why, have you realized what kind of role you are playing until now? But don't you think it's a little late?" Mu Jiyun had a sarcastic smile on his face, and changed his pace when he wanted to go upstairs. After losing his bearings, he walked to the sofa and sat down, because his father never cared about talking to him, let alone teasing each other like this.

"Is it late? I don't think so. Do you want to have a cup too?" Mu Shijie raised the teapot he was pouring water into. Although he still had a cold expression on his face, his tone was much softer and no longer sounded like a cup. It's as cold as ever.

"Do you think the tea you made is okay to drink?" Mu Jiyun has never been fond of drinking tea, of course, except for the one made by Ouyang Ruixi last time. I just don't know if this arrogant man has the skills of his wife. .

"How will you know if you don't drink and see?" Mu Shijie was particularly easy to talk to today. No matter how provocative Mu Jiyun was, he would talk it over without hesitation, and he would not mind picking up a cup and pouring it for him. Had a cup of tea.

"Do you still need to drink? It's a big problem depending on your steps." The idiom duplicity should be used to describe a person like Mu Jiyun. Every word that comes out of his mouth is so noncommittal. But his hands were already controlled by the sense of urgency in his heart, so even though he was picky, he still picked up the cup of tea in front of him and took a sip. Then he frowned tightly, and he knew It would be like this. How could a man who, like me, never liked drinking tea, suddenly know how to make tea?

"Is it so bad to drink?" In fact, Mu Shijie himself didn't think it was that good, but no matter how he brewed it, he just couldn't get the tangy aroma of Ouyang Ruixi's tea. Obviously, the technique and the tea leaves were different. It’s the same, and the utensils are almost the same. Why is the brew made by myself so bitter?

"Aren't you always drinking it yourself? By the way, when did you like to drink tea?" Although Mu Jiyun said it didn't taste good, he still kept it to his mouth and drank it, because in his In my impression, this is the first time that he and his father have lived in such harmony. Although the smell of gunpowder is still very strong, there is no sense of alienation. Moreover, this is the tea that he poured for himself, so no matter how hard it is to drink, He will also drink it willingly.

"When you were in the hospital, Ruixi brewed it once or twice and thought it tasted pretty good, so she tried to brew it by herself, but I don't know why. I couldn't get the taste out of it." As Mu Shijie spoke, he looked at the tea leaves in his hand and all the tea-making utensils, but he didn't feel anything was wrong.

"Of course, it doesn't matter who the other party's wife is." When it came to Ouyang Ruixi, Mu Jiyun was proud. Although he said he was still angry with her, there were people who praised his wife. You're indirectly praising yourself, aren't you? So I have to be very proud of myself.

"You are very proud, why don't you come and make a cup." Mu Shijie said, pushing the tea set in front of him in front of him, leaning back, and raised his eyebrows at him with interest.

"Do you think I can make a good tea for you?" Mu Jiyun raised his eyebrows unconvinced. He said it in a relaxed manner, but in his heart he had no idea at all. After all, he was just drinking tea at the beginning. That's all, I didn't see how Ouyang Ruixi was soaked at all, so I was at a loss.

"Speak with the facts! I never attack others." Mu Shijie smiled gently. It turns out that it is not very difficult to be a good father. It just depends on whether you have the courage to lower your head first.

"Forget it, my injury is not healed yet. Qin Shihuang said that it is not suitable to drink anything too exciting." Every child always hopes that he is the best in front of his father. Such a small thought is consistent with Age has nothing to do with it, but has something to do with the eager desire for expression, so Mu Jiyun doesn't want to show his clumsy side in front of his father. Although this father never necessarily talks to him, he subconsciously avoids it. Such a situation occurs.

"Is tea a stimulating thing? Or are you looking for an excuse?" Mu Shijie drank the remaining tea in his cup slowly. Even if it was really hard to drink, he showed a calm face, without any trace of emotion. Changes, very calm, worthy of being a powerful figure.

"What excuse are you making? If you don't believe me, just call him and ask him." Mu Jiyun was sure that he would not call Qin Shuhan personally, so he was not worried at all about his lie being exposed.

"You are all wearing the same pants, I'm going to find out if it will work." Are you really old? That's why I feel that such a mutual loss between father and son is so touching.

"Then there's nothing you can do. You can continue to toss on your own! I'll go upstairs and take a shower." Mu Jiyun didn't fuss with him like he used to. After smiling, he got up and left his seat and went upstairs to do his daily routine. The first priority after returning home was.

Mu Shijie looked at his back and was distracted for a moment. Such an atmosphere was so harmonious. Could it be that as long as he took a small step, he would take a big step to cater to him?

"Look! As long as you are nice to him, he will respond with your bright sunshine. In fact, what our son wants is very simple. We don't ask you to care about him all the time. He only needs to give him warmth occasionally. The ice that melts everything.”

Fu Bingdie had been hiding around the corner, silently watching the first peaceful coexistence between them. Was she originally worried that Mu Shijie would be as ruthless as before? What I didn't expect was that he could also be witty and humorous. Although his handsome face was still so cold, the words he used in his words had obviously changed a lot.

"Didn't you say that? Let me be nice to him." Mu Shijie frowned. Everyone is like that. Only after experiencing the horror of loss can they understand the happiness of possession, and he is no exception, so he You will begin to cherish this kind of father-son relationship.

"Then should I thank you?" Fu Bingdie rolled her eyes at him. Isn't this just for them? Who has ever seen father and son so tense every time they meet? Looking around, they are the only two who behave so strangely!

"That's not necessary, but I don't mind if there's another way." Mu Shijie smiled evilly, and his eyes were full of naked calculations. Fu Bingdie knew at a glance that he was hitting What idea did he have, so his face turned bright red instantly.

"I'm too lazy to talk to you. Let's continue making tea! I'll go up and see him." Fu Bingdie felt that the man in front of her was a terrorist with a dual personality. He was obviously very cold and ruthless in front of outsiders. , but whenever he is alone with himself, he behaves so evilly and enchantingly, making himself embarrassed every time.

Mu Shijie smiled noncommittally and did not stop her, acting very magnanimously. This would have been impossible in the past. It seems that after Mu Jiyun's injury incident, he also I figured out a lot of things from it.

"Is something wrong?" As soon as Mu Jiyun came out of the shower, he saw his mother looking at him with a playful expression, so he couldn't help but pull the towel on his body. The first thing he felt was that he was exposed.

"It's okay, I just came here to watch the beautiful man take a bath out of boredom." Fu Bingdie picked up a clean towel on the side, waved to him, and motioned for him to sit next to her.

"Are you bored? Don't you see someone who is alone and lonely?" Mu Jiyun twitched the corner of his mouth, not sure what new tricks his mother was playing, but he still walked to her obediently and sat down, obediently Like a child, there is nothing he can do. Every time his mother shows that tender smile, he will always sink in unconsciously, forgetting that he should maintain the distance between himself and her. feel.

"But why do I feel that you are even more lonely?" She gently wiped his wet hair, and the tip of her nose felt sore. This was the family atmosphere she wanted. She didn't ask for it to be achieved in one step, but only hoped that it could be done in one step. It will gradually improve in the days to come.