Meeting You Is My Simple Happiness

Chapter 300, he does not know what to do (five more)

Mo Shen walked straight to Ye Mu, and Ye Mu quickly lowered his head, pressing his head as low as he could.

"Look up." Mo Shen lifted her chin with his fingertips, and frowned at her.

Ye Mu knew that he couldn't hide, and slowly raised his head. Half of his face blushed and swollen in front of Mo Shen's eyes, and Mo Shen's deeply caring eyes narrowed, and the expression in his eyes was a little horrible: "Who did it?"

With such clear and distinct five finger prints, if Ye Mu lied to him that they hurt him unintentionally, then she would treat Mo Shen as a fool.

"That...the crew had an accident today, so that's it..." Ye Mu didn't know how to explain to Mo Shen.

Today, I heard Ji An talk about the origins of Xue Baili. Presumably her father was not a good role to deal with. Ye Mu didn't want to make trouble for Mo Shen.

Mo Shen heard Ye Mu's vague explanation, and his eyebrows became heavier. He asked Ye Mu: "What is going on?"

Ye Mu bit her lip. She thought there was no need to pursue this matter: "Uncle, can you not ask?"

"Yes." Mo Shen nodded, standing up with a touch of anger on his face: "I asked Ji An."

With that, Mo Shen turned around with the phone to go out.

Ye Mu panicked, and hurriedly held Mo Shen: "I... I told my uncle."

If he asked Ji An, that would mean he was going to teach Ji An, it would be better to say it herself.

Mo Shen sat opposite Ye Mu, Ye Mu pursed his lips, raised his head and gave Ye Mu a glance before telling Mo Shen everything.

After speaking, Ye Mu looked at Mo Shen with some worry. Mo Shen sat there in the original posture without giving any response.

The more Mo Shen was like this, the more terrified Ye Mu felt. She swallowed her throat and explained two more sentences: "I also gave her a slap, and she and I are even."

"Little madam really thinks that this is even?" Mo Shen asked her, staring at Ye Mu's beaten face.

Looking at her injured cheek more, Mo Shen felt more distressed.

He has never been reluctant to touch his wife, someone dared to commit such a heavy hand. How could Mo Shen just let it go? He is very measured, even if he wants to teach others, he will not go too far.

Ye Mu smiled and tried to adjust the atmosphere and said, "It's nothing, I was injured. I just have an excuse to take a good rest for a few days."

Hearing Ye Mu's words like this, Mo Shen's expression was a bit ugly: "The two are different in nature."

After listening to what Ye Mu said, Mo Shen could already imagine how Ye Mu fought back. She has always felt very gentle, and even if others committed her, she might just avoid getting hurt and try not to provoke her.

"Uncle..." Ye Mul took Mo Shen's hand, with some requests in his voice: "I'm really fine."

"I don't want you to intervene in this matter. I will take care of it myself. I will not let myself feel that I am incompetent and have no resistance at all." Ye Mu approached Mo Shen's arms, with a low voice, she was true I don't want Mo Shen to intervene in this matter.

Mo Shen raised his hand to embrace her leaning shoulder, and said helplessly: "Sometimes, I would rather you like something else, as long as it's not acting."

The showbiz is too intriguing, and people like Ye Mu are really not suitable to stay in it.

"But I prefer it." Ye Mu lowly responded to his words: "No matter what work you do, you will encounter troubles, but entering this circle is more troublesome."

Mo Shen raised his hand to lift Ye Mu from his arms, his gaze focused on her cheek. Putting aside all questions for now: "Wait a moment."

As Mo Shen said, he left the bedroom first.

Ye Mu looked at Mo Shen's back suspiciously, not knowing what he was going to do.

She sat in the bedroom and waited for him. She was really bored. She took a magazine from the small bookshelf and flipped through it.

After half an hour passed, and Mo Shen showed no sign of coming back, Ye Mu put down the magazine and went downstairs. There was movement in the kitchen, and Ye Mu walked straight to the kitchen.

Pushing the door halfway open, Mo Shen was using a spoon to take out the boiled egg from the small water pot, his eyes bent over and glanced at the phone on the chopping board.

Seeing this scene, Ye Mu couldn't help but twitch his mouth. Her Mr. Almighty, there are things she can't do.

Boiled eggs, something that seemed simple to Ye Mu, encountered a bottleneck in Mo Shen.

Ye Mu stood by the door and did not step forward to help. She looked at it, and she guessed that Mo Shen should have used her face.

The hard-boiled eggs left Mo Shen for a long time, and some exploded the flowers directly. He took out the undamaged egg and licked it directly on the desk. The egg that had just been boiled in the hot water was a little hot to the touch. His slender fingertips peeled the egg shell directly, his brow wrinkled, and the movement of his hand did not stop.

Ye Mu's smile was restrained, and he hurried forward, took the boiled egg from Mo Shen's hand and threw it into the cold water: "Let it stay in cold water for a few minutes to make it easier to peel."

"Can it still be used when it's cold?" Mo Shen stared at the hard-boiled egg lying in the cold water, frowning and asked her.

Ye Mu nodded: "Just let it go for a few minutes and it's okay."

"How about your hand?" Ye Mu shook Mo Shen's hand and checked it away. Fortunately, the nails were a little red and there was no blistering.

Mo Shen didn't listen to Ye Mu seriously, as long as he saw her swollen face, he couldn't help frowning.

Ye Mu retracted his hand, took the boiled egg from the water, peeled it, and wrapped it in a kerchief and rubbed it on his face.

"I'm coming." Mo Shen looked at her a little awkwardly, and took the veil from her hand.

She took Ye Mu and let her sit next to the bar. He carefully rolled the hard-boiled egg on Ye Mu's face.

Ye Mu felt a little bit painful and avoided a little bit. Mo Shen simply pressed his other hand on Ye Mu's shoulder to prevent her from hiding.

Ye Mu raised his eyes and looked at Mo Shen, who was especially serious. Thinking of how he was at a loss for boiled eggs just now, he couldn't help but smile: "How come my uncle can't even cook boiled eggs?"

Mo Shen lowered his eyes slightly and looked at her: "I don't like boiled eggs."

"Is it possible that if you don't like to eat, uncle can never eat it?" Ye Mu felt that Mo Shen's approach to food is very wrong. The boiled eggs are very nutritious and should be eaten more.

"Yeah." After Ye Mu just asked, Mo Shen responded very surely.

Ye Mu suddenly forgot that there was a boiled egg on his face, and said in surprise, "Then... how long has it been since I had a boiled egg?"

"I haven't touched it again when I was about eight years old." Mo Shen focused on her face and answered her casually.

Ye Mu's pupils widened a bit, for so long...

"but……"

Ye Mu opened his mouth to speak, and his movements were a bit big. The boiled egg against her cheeks slid roundly to the ground, hitting the ground a few times and fell to the carpet.

(End of this chapter)