Chapter 701
Three days later.
Liang Yisheng woke up in the morning and looked at the time, only to realize that he had lived in his ancestral home for so many days.
In the past few days, Mukanai was not with her all the time. A lot of the time, she was called by the old lady to train her on how to be a good wife.
Everything was fine and peaceful, except for the servant named Bai Xiuer, who had an impure mind.
On the surface, she helped her in everything, but in fact, she deliberately chose the time when the old lady was staring at her to show off Liang Yisheng's shortcomings.
She had no intention of fussing with an outsider about this, so she ignored him and kept going, leaving no opportunity for Bai Xiuer to take advantage of.
The old lady assigned her many tasks, but she had no time to take care of them.
Last night, she stayed up late studying embroidery.
Fortunately, she had learned some skills from her master before filming, so she wouldn't be too disappointed in the old lady.
She glanced at her sore and tired fingers, planning to relieve herself of fatigue.
Turning her head and looking at the sleeping man next to her, this was her "secret weapon" to deal with fatigue.
The old lady has a very sharp tongue, and her ears have been suffering a lot these days.
Only if he was here could he give her some comfort.
Of course, he would not take the initiative to comfort people.
She will have expectations and regrets, but she will not be surprised.
Someone knocked on the door, she put away her smile and turned over to get up.
The person who knocked on the door was someone sent by the old lady to ask her to get up and do "morning classes".
She is even more tired now than filming.
But I refused to admit defeat and went ahead with it.
Soon after she got up, Mukanai also opened his eyes.
Seeing her standing in front of the mirror tying her hair, she felt obviously exhausted.
"If you don't want to do it, just do it. There's no need to force yourself." He said.
She turned around, was silent for a while, and said, "Grandma doesn't like me to begin with. It will get worse if I don't do more."
"Forcing yourself to do things you don't like will not show you the real you. There is no need."
Liang Yisheng felt a little heavy.
She looked back at him, "I'm going to do it."
After saying that, she walked towards the door.
"It's your own decision. Don't cry to me when the time comes." He said calmly.
Liang Yisheng frowned, opened the door and walked out depressedly.
Stinky man.
With a low hum, she went downstairs.
Maybe it was because she was in a bad mood, but everything she did that day was not going well.
The old lady was merciless when criticizing people, she almost poked her in the face and scolded them.
Mukanai heard some noises upstairs, opened the door and walked down.
However, as soon as he went downstairs, some intense sounds suddenly disappeared.
When he reached the stairs, he saw his grandma looking at him with a smile, "Are you hungry? I'll ask the kitchen to make you something to eat."
Mu Janai looked at Liang Yisheng who was sitting there stubbornly, with needle and thread in his hand and a bad look on his face.
He looked at her silently, hoping that she would speak up and say no.
That way, he would also speak for her.
After looking at it for a few seconds, she chose to lower her head and continue embroidering.
"What happened?"
The old lady squinted at Liang Yisheng, "What's the matter? I'm telling this child a story, don't you think so?"
Mu Janai looked at Liang Yisheng.
She didn't look up, "That's what grandma said."
Mukanai frowned, but said, "Grandma, just leave these things to professionals. We are here for vacation."
"It's okay, I can." Liang Yisheng interrupted.
She is very competitive.
As his boss for several years, he knew this about her.
In this case, there is no need for him to stop it.
What you think in your head and how you feel in your heart are two different things.
He started to get annoyed with her for being so strong.
During the day, it was fairly peaceful.
At night, she had an accident while making glutinous rice balls, and her feet were burned by the soup that had just come out of the pot.
Seeing Bubbles' feet, the fire in his heart suddenly burst out, and he blamed her a few times.
She was angry because of this and drove him to bed. Even though her foot was injured, she insisted on sleeping on the first floor. No matter what, she refused to ask him and looked stubborn.
He had a bad temper and lacked patience. After saying "It's up to you", he went upstairs.
When he reached the corner of the stairs, he stopped.
He put his hands casually in his pockets, leaned his shoulders against the wall, and waited quietly.
Two minutes later, there was still no word of resignation from her, and she even refused to call him.
At this moment, he heard the woman talking to herself.
Sad, self-deprecating, sighing.
Every word denies her love for him.
Every word was filled with deep regret.
It seems that falling in love with him is like being shrouded in disaster, and life is worse than death.
He lowered his head slightly, his eyes full of strong emotions.
He continued upstairs and returned to the bedroom.
As soon as she walked in, she saw her scarf and clothes on the bed and dresser, and her cosmetics were a bit messy.
He put away all the clothes and walked to the dressing mirror to arrange the cosmetics. In less than a minute, silence returned to the room.
He stared at himself in the mirror with a look of helplessness.
My ears couldn't help but listen to the movement outside, but there was still no sound of footsteps, let alone shouts.
I felt unhappy inside, and even my breathing became heavy.
His eyes glanced at the small bookcase next to him, and he stretched out his hand to grab a book and strode out.
After going downstairs, he caught a glimpse of the woman still struggling on the sofa. He didn't take the initiative to pay attention to her. He walked to get a drink of water, then walked to sit next to her and lowered his head to read a book.
The densely packed words in the book are very clear.
He turned a page from time to time, but he didn't even know what the page said.
Hearing and peripheral vision are all in women.
She remembered and wanted to go back to her room, but her feet were inconvenient.
It definitely needs someone to hold it.
He could feel her hesitation and helplessness. The quieter the atmosphere, the tighter the strings on her body became.
He lost his patience and gave in first, then took the initiative and said, "Just ask."
"No need to bother me, your Majesty." Liang Yisheng replied.
He breathed heavier and frowned.
After she fell down twice, he suppressed his impatience and said calmly, "Only people who have no brains will be brave."
This did not make her submissive, but instead aroused her stubborn temper. She actually slept with her back to him and ignored him.
His eyes moved from the book to her feet, sighed, and said, "Get up."
She still didn't speak.
"Last chance." His patience level was approaching zero.
She was silent.
He said coldly, "In this case, there is no need to attend any events in the second half of the year."
He had threatened her with a job before, and it worked.
This time, I said it smoothly.
"The contract is about to expire. I will set up my own studio. Thank you to Mr. Mu for your care over the years."
Mukanai's face immediately darkened.
By this time, what she was thinking about was leaving him.
Perhaps, this idea had been swirling in her mind for a long time, and she just blurted it out now.
The person who keeps saying he likes him will leave him for such a trivial matter.
If you really like him, would you think of leaving him so easily
He couldn't find a reason to calm down, so he stopped talking and walked upstairs.
In the quiet bedroom, his eyes were gloomy and cold, and the cold air came out of his body.
Time passed in his silence, and the fire surrounding his heart showed no sign of extinguishing.
(End of chapter)