Daily Life of the Wealthy

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Feng Weiming had a high fever.

The snow-white skin was flushed with high heat, her eyes were tightly closed, and a small ball was weakly and stubbornly constricted in Jiang Xinyu's arms.

Mu Jiuqing's female assistant Jiang Xinyu came in with this look of Wei Weiming. Both Mu Jiurong and Mrs. Mu were shocked! They didn't even change their clothes, and hurriedly covered their coats in their pajamas and came over.

Looking over Feng Weiming's forehead, Mrs. Mu quickly called for a doctor.

Mu Jiurong asked: "What happened? Jiu Qing?"

Jiang Xinyu said, "Sanye is outside."

Mu Jiurong: "Why not come in?"

Jiang Xinyu shook his head helplessly, Mu Jiurong frowned, went out to find someone.

Seeing Jiang Xinyu's tired face, Mrs. Mu asked her to place Weiming Ming on the sofa. Jiang Xinyu held Feng Weiming directly to Mrs. Mu's arms, and Mrs. Mu was a little surprised but quickly hugged them into her arms.

This movement lifted Feng Weiming's eyelids. He saw that it was Mrs. Mu and closed her eyes without rejection.

Mrs. Mu looked up and saw Jiang Xinyu's complex expression.

The doctor soon came to see and treat Feng Weiming. He gave an injection, took medicine, and set Feng Weiming in the room where he lived before. Mrs. Mu pulled Jiang Xinyu and asked, "What the **** happened?"

Jiang Xinyu froze and shook his head: "I don't know the details. Only I know that the young master and the third master have fallen into trouble. The young master is awkward and refuses to talk to the third master."

It is not uncommon for children and adults to hold their breath. That sounds like a trivial matter.

But this time it was different. Feng Weiming is an excellent child. Mu Jiutian carefully raised him for more than two years. He is loved by his biological son. Feng Weiming respects and relies on this adoptive father. Usually Mu Jiu Qing loves to tease him. He is really annoyed and just ignores Mu Jiu Qing for a while, he won't be really angry. But this time I don't know what happened, the two fathers and sons are very stiff. Feng Weiming even wanted to leave his home in France. Mu Jiu was not sure. He closed himself in the house and went on a hunger strike. Mu Jiu was angry, and his temper was also twisted. He asked someone to force it. The Weiming people had little strength and could not resist, but they vomited as much as they could.

When Jiang Xinyu was eagerly called by Mu Jiu Qing, she heard Feng Wei Ming said to Mu Jiu Qin who wanted to approach him, "Go away, you are disgusting."

Mu Jiuqing settled in place, revealing the tired and sad Jiang Xinyu had never seen.

Then Mu Jiu told her to bring Feng Weiming back to China to find Mrs. Mu.

But because he couldn't rest assured, Mu Jiuqing also followed. Just to prevent Feng Weiming from seeing him again, he just fell behind and did not appear in front of Feng Weiming.

These Jiang Xinyu didn't know how to talk to Mrs. Mu.

However, Mrs. Mu was extremely understanding, and when she saw Jiang Xinyu's face was embarrassing, she did not follow up. She said gently, "You are also tired, I have prepared a room for you, you go to rest first. Obviously I will watch. "

Mu Jiutian was most concerned about his son, and he couldn't watch it in person. Jiang Xinyu naturally kept an eye on Feng Weiming for him. He could only stay overnight with a cheeky face, but it was estimated that Mu Jiutian was not uneasy. . I am grateful now, "Trouble you."

Mrs. Mu said, "It should."

After sending Jiang Xinyu away, Mrs. Mu saw Mu Yixi as soon as she looked back. He leaned against the wall and looked at her timidly.

"What's up? Noisy you?" She crouched. She touched Mu Yixi's hand: "Why do you only wear pajamas? Your hands are cold ..." She took the shawl around his neck.

Mu Yixi listened happily to her, only feeling warm. After suffering for a long time, Mrs. Mu calmed him with a gesture.

"Is he here? How is he?" Mu Yixi asked.

"He has a fever and is resting." Mrs. Mu simply said, "Should you go back to bed?"

"Can I see him? I worry about him," Mu Yixi said.

"Look tomorrow," said Mrs. Mu.

"Mom ..." Mu Yixi was coquettish.

Mrs. Mu frowned at him, and Mu Yixi blinked back at her with gazing eyes.

Mrs. Mu said, "You can only take a look."

Mu Yixi nodded and made a salute gesture.

Mrs. Mu nodded him with a smile and took his hand in.

There was only one warm yellow light in Feng Weiming's room. A small, lumpy ball swelled on the bed, approached, and saw Feng Weiming lying with his eyes closed. He didn't sleep well, his delicate brows were locked, and his lips were slightly frowned. Mu Yixi sharply saw that the corners of his eyes were shimmering ...

Mu Yixi saw Feng Weiming for the first time. He looked terrible, fragile and pathetic.

"Zhener, come out a bit." Mu Jiurong pushed in the door and said lowly. Seeing Mu Yixi, his gaze was faint, and he turned away quickly.

Mrs. Mu looked at Mu Yixi hesitantly.

"Mom, I'll stay with Mingming for a while. I'll wait for you and Dad to finish talking." Mu Yixi said immediately.

"Let him stay for a while." Mu Jiurong said, and stretched out Mrs. Mu.

"Where's Uncle San?" Mrs. Mu asked outside the room.

Mu Jiurong said: "He's gone, he can't let go of his work abroad. He will definitely stay with us for a while. Take good care of him."

Mrs. Mu: "What the **** happened? The two fathers and the son made this happen. Uncle San was the most painful one. He even left the children this time."

Mu Jiurong didn't care to say, "Children are angry, just have a while. We don't care about this, you take good care of it." He groaned: "If one month later, he would come to pick up someone, you go to Ya'an Make arrangements for Ming Ming and Xiao Qi to go to school together. "

Mrs. Mu looked at him with surprise.

"Xiao Qi they get along well with Ming Ming. Jiu Qing also hopes to be brighter and brighter." Mu Jiurong said, "Let Ming Ming stay longer does not matter, we are not short of a pair of chopsticks."

Knowing that her husband was not enthusiastic about the child, Mrs. Mu immediately guessed that he had benefited from Mu Jiu's hand, and it was conditional on taking care of Feng Weiming.

"It should." Mrs. Mu nodded slightly.

"If you can't manage it, let Xu Qingli help you. Her ability is OK." Mu Jiurong said.

"It's easy, and she's always worried. Qingli has her business to do, too," said Mrs. Mu.

"That's hard for you." Mu Jiurong said, leaning on Mrs. Mu's forehead and kissing: "The jewelry of the new season has come out, please take a look at the catalog, I will leave it to you if you like it." The company that makes jewelry.

Mrs. Mu nodded and smiled, "OK."

Mu Jiurong looked at his indifferent wife, and suddenly felt that it was not enough. He added: "The children's clothing designer who made clothes for Xiaoqi has been replaced, and the new designer will make clothes in the future, connecting Mingming and Mu Yixi. Let ’s do it together. You have time to ask the designer to come over and resize a few children. ”

Mrs. Mu's smile really cut a bit now: "Okay."

Mu Jiurong couldn't help but hold her face and kissed the corners of her lips: "I will take more time to come back to accompany you and the children. Don't be tired yourself."

Mrs. Mu stretched her hands around his waist ...

The couple froze for a while, Mu Jiurong turned back to the room, and Mrs. Mu re-entered Feng Weiming's room.

Mu Yixi was sitting on the ground, his hands were folded beside the bed, his head rested on the back of his hand, and looking at Weiming side by side, he looked very cute.

Mrs. Mu touched Weiming's forehead and felt that his fever had faded, but Feng Weiming's cheek had a light red mark. Mrs. Mu looked at Mu Yixi with a doubt.

Mu Yixi did not squint, and was slightly guilty.

He was also hot-headed. It was strange to see Feng Weiming suddenly become so weak and pathetic. Remembering that he hates others kissing him most. If he kisses him now, I wonder if he will wake up and stare as coldly as usual. Thinking of not being able to control it, Wu bite on his cheek, waited for the smooth taste, Mu Yixi was already full of black lines.

When did his IQ degenerate?

But even after this tossing, Feng Weiming still didn't wake up, but his brows were tightened tightly, and a small animal-like whimper came out of his throat, as if sad.

Mu Yixi lost his mood for a moment.

The sick Feng Weiming is neither annoying nor liking.

Mrs. Mu touched Mu Yixi's head: "Go back to bed, huh?"

Mu Yixi asked: "Mom keep looking at Mingming?"

Mrs. Mu: "Well. Mingming is sick and needs her mother's care. You want to see Mingming, get up early tomorrow."

"I want to accompany my mother." Mu Yixi climbed her arm.

"Xiao Xi is really good. But mom can do it alone." Mrs. Mu said, "You want to stay with mom, and tomorrow."

"but……"

"Who promised to take a look just now?" Asked Mrs. Mu. If usually, let Mu Yixi and Feng Weiming sleep together. But now Feng Weiming is sick, so take a good rest. Mu Yixi was weak and had a cold just now. In case of illness, he would have to suffer.

Mu Yixi retreated.

It was nine o'clock the next morning. Because I didn't sleep well in the middle of the night last night, I followed Mrs. Mu in the room of Feng Weiming for a while, and then went back and forth to sleep in the room. I thought I couldn't sleep. And Mrs. Mu knew that he didn't sleep well last night and did not wake him up in the morning.

So it's rare to be late.

Mu Yiqi and Mu Yixuan were both up, and the room was empty. Mu Yixuan had breakfast downstairs alone, and Xu Qingli accompanied her. Mu Yixuan saw Mu Yixi enthusiastically greeted him to eat together.

Good morning with Mu Yixuan and Xu Qingli, Mu Yixi asked: "Xiao Xuan, what about mom? Xiao Qi?" Mu Jiurong ignored.

"My brother is taking care of the sick Ming Ming, his mother sleeps and sleeps," Mu Yixuan said milkily.

Mu Yixi raised his eyebrows and squeezed a piece of bread to eat slowly. After eating, asked Mu Yixuan, who was still struggling with Xiaomi Porridge: "I also went to see clearly, will Xiao Xuan go together?"

Mu Yixuan shook his head with porridge: "Duh humming."

"Then I'll go first, you eat slowly, huh?"

Mu Yixuan seemed a bit reluctant, but his head moved up and down a few times.

When Mu Yixi came to Feng Weiming's room, Mu Yiqi was touching Feng Weiming's forehead with one hand, and his own forehead with Xu. He felt that each other's body temperature was about the same, and he nodded, and looked satisfied. After letting go, he was captivated by Feng Weiming, a small adult who knows how to take care of people.

Mu Yixi couldn't help smiling.

Mu Yiqi turned to see him, his eyes brightened!

"Xiao Xi, you're here!" Feng Weiming hadn't woken up yet, Mu Yiqi kept his voice down: "Ming Ming is sick, you help me look at him for a while."

"?"why? Haven't you been watching?

He also deliberately dragged his time to give Mu Yiqi the opportunity to take care of Feng Weiming alone.

Mu Yiqi's stomach murmured to confuse Mu Yixi.

Mu Yiqi blushed. He got up in the morning to know that Feng Weiming was here last night and was still sick. Mrs. Mu took care of him all night. Mu Yiqi volunteered to take care of Feng Weiming in order to let Mrs. Mu take a break and had not eaten breakfast.

"Well, I looked at Mingming, you go to breakfast." Mu Yixi said.

Mu Yiqi hugged his hungry belly and left happily.

Mu Yixi went to Feng Weiming's bed and reached out to probe his forehead.

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