Xia Yiyi waved her hand quickly, “Young Master, eat first, I’m not hungry, I’ll eat with the butler and the others later.” As she said that, she blinked at Xiao Zhengtai and winked.
Xiaozheng was so angry that he put down his chopsticks and stopped eating.
Mu Jingchen looked at Xia Yiyi and said lightly: “How do you take care of the young master? Since the food you make is not even suitable for the young master’s appetite, you don’t have to stay. My Mu family does not keep idle people.”
Hearing a very leisurely sentence, it was full of threats.
Xiao Zheng was so angry that he gritted his teeth. He dared not speak out. He picked up the chopsticks and started eating. He didn’t like Mu Jingchen even more.
After dinner, Xiao Zhengtai took a shower and clamored for Xia Yiyi to tell him a story, and successfully called Xia Yiyi to her room.
“Mom, dad hates it so much.” Xiao Zhengtai said with a proud look on his face.
“But at least he didn’t drive me away, it was actually pretty good to just fight for this.” Xia Yiyi didn’t expect that the relationship between her son and Mu Jingchen was too bad. After all, they were father and son and they would have to live together in the future.
After hearing what Xia Yiyi said, Xiaobai thought it was reasonable and it was not easy to get angry anymore, but it was still a little awkward.
“Come on, mom tells you a story.” Xia Yiyi looked down at the head of the bed and couldn’t find the story book.
“Mom, please sleep with me tonight.” Xiao Zhengta patted the small bed next to her.
“Okay.” Xia Yiyi fell asleep beside her son and went to bed with her son in her arms.
The hour hand on the wall pointed to ten o’clock. Mu Jingchen, who was working in the study, raised his face from a pile of work, stretched his shoulders with soreness, and leaned back on the office chair.
A slight sound came from outside, and Mu Jingchen got up and walked out of the study room, seeing Xia Yiyi in the living room downstairs.