The son is still resting, so Song's mother won't get angry directly at this time to wake her son.
She quietly brought the door to the room and went downstairs with a gloomy face. As soon as she entered the hall, she shouted: "Uncle Chu, Uncle Chu!"
"Hey, ma'am, I'm here, what do you have to say?" Uncle Chu wiped the cold sweat from his head, his heart broken.
Mother Song said with a cold face, and pointed her finger at Song Heng's room on the second floor, "Who is that woman and how can she sleep in Xiao Heng's room? She is still so close to him! I have never heard of this news!"
Uncle Chu had nothing to say, hesitating, "This, this, ma'am, that's the young master's personal doctor, that's Miss Mu who relieved the young master's illness..."
Hearing that, Mother Song was extremely angry and laughed, and his well-maintained face could vaguely see Song Heng's appearance. He looked like his mother, and he was very delicate and outstanding in appearance.
If you were a girl, you would probably be sought after by boys from an early age, but to be a boy would seem a bit too delicate.
Mother Song's chest went up and down twice, and she was obviously irritated, "Oh? Really? Psychological counseling, psychological counseling! Did she go to Xiaoheng's corpse for counseling?!"
She really didn't understand how the eldest son found such a woman! What if she breaks Xiaoheng with him
Uncle Chu understands what Song's mother meant. In fact, he wanted to say that Miss Mu is a good person. Between her and the young master, she was chatting with her under a quilt, and nothing happened.
Moreover, it is because of her presence that the young master's illness will heal so quickly.
If it weren't for her, the young master might now be crazy, sometimes depressed, like a lunatic!
But he didn't dare to say directly, because Song Mu's domineering character would definitely be unhappy.
"When do they usually get up?" Mother Song suppressed her anger and asked Uncle Chu.
Uncle Chu thought for a while, "I will get up after a while. Miss Mu arranged morning exercises for the young master, and she would take him out for a walk every morning. Madam, you will find out later, the young master is really cheerful! "
Hearing the youngest son’s message, Song Mu’s cold expression eased, and she hummed, “Well, let’s do this first, wait a minute, let that woman come to the study to see me!”
"Yes, ma'am..."
Uncle Chu only felt that a storm was about to come. He jumped on his temples and responded respectfully.
Su Kui had a dull feeling early in the morning, and it was not until this depressed emotion was verified that he knew where this inexplicable emotion came from.
"Miss Mu, Madam is here, she, she wants you to find her in the study!" Chu Bo whispered.
Hearing this, Su Kui raised her eyebrows, "Go to the study?"
"Yes it is."
"Okay." Su Kui rubbed his eyebrows and walked to the study room and knocked on the door of the room.
"Tuk-Tuk-Tuk-"
Mother Song heard the voice, put down the tea cup in her hand, and said solemnly: "Come in."
It was a woman who came in, and Mother Song was critically looking at her from top to bottom. She was beautiful, not so outstanding. She was slender and tall, and her face was too pale in the eyes of Mother Song.
Sweeping his gaze from bottom to top, after a long while, Mother Song asked, "Are you Doctor Mu?"
There was a smell of gunpowder in the carefully outlined eyes.
Su Kui smiled bitterly, she nodded and walked over gracefully, and said: "I am, hello, are you Mrs. Song?" Her tone was soft and gentle, and her speaking speed was not fast, not because of her identity. Deliberately please.