Mrs. Mo frowned, as if she was no longer interested in this. She sighed and said: "Master, you have also seen that Zhifei is serious about Ruan Xin. It is not just a temporary fun as we thought before. ...We are such a sweetheart son. We have always wanted to give him the best since he was a child. We have always only thought that Zhifei would be happy. But if we really continue to force him to continue, will Zhifei really be happy? ?”
As Master Mo listened, he slowly frowned, and finally he could only snort forcefully: "Anyway, I'm not satisfied with the bad taste..."
"Just because he doesn't flatter you, right?" Mrs. Mo couldn't laugh or cry about this. She did understand her husband's thoughts, but Ruan Xin was not the kind of person who would flatter you, so it was really difficult for Ruan Xin to please Mr. Mo. Even more difficult things.
"If he really wants to win my approval, he can't serve me well. Madam, you have also seen it. Do you think his cold words to me are like the attitude he should have towards his future father-in-law?"
Mrs. Mo couldn't help laughing when she thought of her husband's deflated appearance in front of Lu Xin. After a while, she slowly put away her smile and said, "Okay, when Luo Xin comes over later, I'll have a good talk with him."
Mr. Mo just snorted coldly and said nothing more.
After all, he was injured. After talking to his wife, he fell into a deep sleep soon. When he woke up, it was already night.
Mr. Mo was called up by his wife to have a meal. He leaned on the bed and looked at the medicated meals placed on the bedside table. He couldn't help but frowned: "Is this all for tonight?"
"Well, the medicated diet that Lu Xin ordered me to eat is that I have to stop eating recently and it would be better to eat lighter." Mrs. Mo said as she served him a small bowl of porridge.
Mr. Mo suddenly became unhappy and his temper became a little angry. "What's wrong? Now he even has to take care of what I eat?"
Mrs. Mo patted his back gently and said, "I feel wronged, Master. Just bear with me for half a month and it will be fine."
Although he was coaxed by Madam, Mr. Mo still felt a little angry and couldn't help but poke his head behind her, "Where is that little bastard?"
"I'm making medicine for the master in the kitchen." Mrs. Mo said softly and fed him some porridge.
Master Mo only took one bite, then he frowned, slapped his bitter mouth, and asked, "Is there no one in our house? Why did we ask him to make medicine?"
"Ruan Xin said that he was afraid that the people in the house would not be able to control the time of brewing the medicine, so he had to take care of the medicine himself." Mrs. Mo continued to feed him porridge as she spoke, and said helplessly, "Master, you also said that Luan Xin doesn't care about you. Well, I didn’t say anything to him, but he did it more thoughtfully than I thought.”
Mr. Mo's face softened a little, and he snorted softly: "This little bastard has some conscience."
"Don't keep saying that he doesn't know how to deal with the world. I see, people like Lu Xin are more lovable when they just act and don't talk about it. No wonder our family Zhi Fei likes him so much. Lu Xin is indeed quite good."
"No matter how good they are, they are not all men..."
Mrs. Mo stopped and looked at him. Mr. Mo also knew that Mrs. Mo was a little unhappy, so he shut up and stopped talking.
Not long after the meal, Ruan Xin came in with a bowl of medicine. Seeing that Mrs. Mo was there, Ruan Xin directly handed the bowl of medicine to Mrs. Mo.
"Have you eaten?" Master Mo asked tepidly.
(End of chapter)