Chatper 16 (1/2)

Mu Sixiu bowed politely to Grandpa Song, who couldn't even close his mouth when he smiled. But Ji Ge felt that Mu Sixiu's gaze was always on him. When he looked up, he only saw Mu Sixiu's side face, which turned out to be his own illusion.

"Ge'er, you can go and play, you don't have to stay with me as an old man, go, go." After the birthday celebration was over and the buffet started, Grandpa Song patted Ji Ge's hand lovingly, and then took Song Haoming's hand , put both hands together.

"Well, Grandpa, don't worry, we'll be fine." Seeing that Ji Ge didn't speak, Song Haoming took over the words. Grandpa still kept everything that happened a while ago.

"Well, it's good that you are good. Ji Ge is a good daughter-in-law of Wangfu. Whoever marries her will be blessed. Hao Ming, you should cherish her very well and don't mess around." Grandpa Song said meaningfully, His eyes were full of worry.

Song Haoming came to the buffet area with Ji Ge in his arms, and he graciously gave Ji Ge something to eat.

"Haoming, Haoming, I'm sorry I'm late." The soft and soft voice made people fascinated.

With purple curly hair, exquisite makeup, and wearing a purple cheongsam, Luo Yuanyuan probably likes purple most. She looks very enchanting and charming in a cheongsam today.

"What are you doing here?" Song Haoming couldn't hold back his face, he secretly glanced at Ji Ge.

Ji Ge picked up his favorite food, ignored Song Haoming and Luo Yuanyuan, and sat down in a clean place with a plate.

"Ji Ge, wait for me, wait for me." Song Haoming followed Ji Ge with a plate, and Luo Yuanyuan followed Song Haoming on a ten-centimeter high-heeled shoe, came to Ji Ge, and sat down. Song Haoming's side.

"Yuanyuan, don't disturb me and Ji Ge's life anymore, our husband and wife are going to start again, please go away." Song Haoming's face was a little unhappy, this Luo Yuanyuan, how could he disturb you at this time Shit too!

"Haoming, I don't mean anything, and I won't bother you, I just want to watch you quietly." Luo Yuanyuan showed her weak appearance again, Song Haoming looked at it and was a little displeased have the heart.

Ji Ge ate the delicious food without raising his head, and his ears were automatically closed, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

"Yo, it's quite lively, Doctor Ji, you saw me last time, and I haven't had a follow-up visit yet, when can I make an appointment?" Mu Sixiu also sat next to Ji Ge with a plate of food.

Ji Ge glared at him, does this person think this place is not messy enough? Still come to stir up!

"Doctor Ji, didn't you sprain your ankle? Why are you still wearing such high heels? Come wear this pair." Mu Sixiu took out a shoe box as if by magic, and opened it to find a pair of white sheepskin soft-soled flat shoes He bent down, took off his high heels despite Ji Ge's objection, and put on the flat shoes for Ji Ge.

"Ji Ge, is your ankle sprained?" Song Haoming felt very uncomfortable seeing Mu Sixiu putting on shoes for Ji Ge, but thinking that there are still many projects that require Mu Sixiu and the Zhou Group, he endured it down.

"No, um, yes." Ji Ge thought about when she sprained, it was a long time ago, and it was all healed, but the temperature of Mu Sixiu's palm came from her waist, so she could only nod and admit it.

"Let me see?" Song Haoming pushed away Luo Yuanyuan's plump body, wanting to look at Ji Ge's feet, but Ji Ge quickly retracted his feet.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just a small sprain." Ji Ge was dying of embarrassment, what does this Mu Sixiu mean?

"Well, let's eat, Ji Ge's feet are fine, come on, don't eat fruits and vegetarian food, eat some barbecue." Mu Sixiu picked the meat from his plate to Ji Ge, and put it on Ji Ge's plate. Picked the fruit salad from the table and put it on his own plate, as if they were husband and wife.

Ji Ge wanted to get up and leave, but he had no choice but to sit inside. He had to go through Mu Sixiu to leave. It seemed that he would not let him. Sitting here was really like sitting on pins and needles.

He acted like a weak girl who was abandoned, and Song Haoming's expression could be posted as an emoji. Helpless and helpless, Ji Ge could only bury his head and eat hard.

"Slow down, drink some milk." Mu Sixiu thoughtfully handed over a glass of milk.

Now everyone around looked at the four people at the table with strange eyes, and they were already chatting quickly.

"Mu Sixiu, did I dig your ancestral grave in my previous life?" Ji Ge lowered his head and asked Mu Sixiu.

"No." Mu Sixiu replied solemnly.

"Then you embarrass me everywhere?"

"What are you talking about? I'm concerned about you." Mu Sixiu's voice was not too loud and could be heard from the opposite side.

"Mr. Mu, Ji Ge is my wife, and I can take care of her." Song Haoming really couldn't stand it anymore.

"Hao Ming." Luo Yuanyuan couldn't stand it anymore.

"Are you sure you can take care of your wife? In front of mistress? Seeing that you care more about mistress than wife, don't stare, we will believe you unless you beat mistress out." Mu Sixiu held up the milk, Ji Ge insisted But he had no choice but to take a sip.

Hearing Mu Sixiu's words, Ji Ge spat out the milk again with a "puff puff", just in time to spray Song Haoming's face.

"Haoming, let's go." Luo Yuanyuan couldn't listen anymore, and many people pointed at her.

"Isn't that the Luo family's two thousand gold? Isn't she Mr. Song's wife? I always thought it was!"

"It's a fart, Xiao San is alone, and Mrs. Song is sitting over there."

"But doesn't Mr. Song bring Luo Yuanyuan with him every time we get together?"

"Then Mrs. Song is not ugly, she thinks she is prettier than Luo Yuanyuan, and her temperament is so good!"

"You don't understand, domestic flowers don't have the fragrance of wild flowers."

The people around seemed to be discussing softly, but everyone in the audience could hear the voice.

Seeing Song Haoming hesitate, Luo Yuanyuan stood up and left.

Song Haoming was a little restless.