Sweet Wife, be Good!

"You all go out first." Shen Mu said coldly.

The servants thought he was angry, so they put down their things and left quickly.

Xia Jiu was upset: "What are you telling them to leave for? Who will hand me something in a while?"

"Are you going to go up? Aren't you afraid of being disabled?"

"It's my business to be disabled." His attitude made Xia Jiu unhappy.

She didn't do anything out of the ordinary. Why did she have to control her even with such things and not give her freedom?

During the New Year, don’t every household hang lanterns and colored balls? ,

What's more, she really misses her parents, she has never done anything to filial piety, and is separated from them forever. Every time she thinks about it, her mood is particularly low.

Shen Muhan looked down at her head down, and asked, "Is this unhappy?"

Xia Jiu didn't want to answer, he didn't understand anyway.

She was a little bored, stretched out her hand to hold the lantern, squeezed it, and heard his voice above her head: "Give it to me."

The voice was a little far apart, and it was indeed above the head. Xia Jiu subconsciously raised his eyes, and saw that he had stepped on the ladder, his cuffs were also rolled up, and he was reaching out to ask her for something.

The dark cloud on Xia Jiu's face disappeared, and he immediately handed the lantern to him.

Shen Muhan started this kind of thing much faster than her.

She just spent more than half an hour just hanging up a few, and now he can hang up fast, she can't pass it, and in a moment, she hangs up a lot.

Just like when my parents hung up together, they cooperated very quickly.

"And this, hang up this too!" Xia Jiu handed it to him again.

Shen Muhan hung it up for her patiently, although in his opinion, all of this was meaningless.

Finally, I hung up all the things I bought, and in the empty hall, there was a new year and a warm taste.

"It's great!" Xia Jiu raised his head and sighed.

It's so good, as if the parents are still there.

Shen Muhan couldn't see anything good, but she thought it was really good.

Xia Jiu remembered something and asked him: "So have you hung up there?"

"Of course not. Not everyone likes this..."

It's weird, fancy, and meaningless.

However, he swallowed the last half of the words, and his recent studies let him know that it is better not to say such words.

At least don't tell Xia Jiu.

Shen Muhan didn't have the habit of celebrating New Year's Day, and he never enjoyed that in the villa.

Xia Jiu smiled: "Can I hang some on your side?"

She was ready for his refusal, and that was where he lived. He didn't care if he refused Xia Jiu, whose home was the master.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Xia Jiu stopped insisting, walking around in the living room and admiring the fruits of his labor.

I heard Shen Muhan calling over there: "Buy some similar colored **** and lanterns. The photos have already been sent to you. You don't need to hang up, wait for me to come back."

Xia Jiu glanced at him secretly, did he really agree?

Surprising!

Because he helped hang things up, Xia Jiu let him cook dinner in the kitchen and kept him for dinner.

Seeing him walking slightly, Xia Jiu asked, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Shen Muhan responded casually.

The servant who brought the food said, "It seems that when Young Master Han had just received the eldest lady, he got a little bit and twisted his ankle."

Xia Jiu said, "Is there any medicated oil? Go get some. And ice cubes!"

She bent down, "Let me see."

Shen Muhan has always been injured, and he doesn't care about this. The pain tolerance ability is even better. It just hurts his ankle after all, so he showed his deeds when he walked just now, otherwise he doesn't need to be known.

He didn't even bother to deal with it.

"Nothing to look at, let's eat. You can't die."

How could Xia Jiu stand this? If she hurt her ankle, she would have been crying because of the pain. She squatted in front of him and said, "Don't talk, sit down and let me have a look."

Shen Muhan sat down obediently.

Xia Jiu lifted his feet to look, and exclaimed: "Oh my God, it's all swollen! It's not called anymore? So what exactly is yours?"

Shen Muhan's expression was indifferent: "This kind of small problem is generally fine the next morning, and basically it won't have any effect."

It's just that her feet were held by her, and the delicate touch made his voice a little tight.

Xia Jiu didn't care about his practice. She only knew that being injured was to deal with and have to rest. She was always like this herself, and she couldn't bear any pain.

"You have to apply cold compresses and then hot compresses for your injuries. The medicated oil is not used. My dad told me before that if an ankle injury is not dealt with in time, it will be very easy to be injured repeatedly in the future. At that time, you might cry." Xia Jiu lowered his head and said seriously.

"Do you think I am you so squeamish?" Shen Muhan snorted.

Seeing Xia Jiu about to let go, he put his leg back into her hand.

Xia Jiu didn't want to care about him anymore, he actually came again, she had to pick up the ice cubes sent by the servant and put it on him.

She looked down at his injury, her long hair hanging down, blocking her eyes and facial features, she was fascinated by it, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Did you get all these injuries when you were in the wolf house?" Xia Jiu asked.

There are wounds everywhere on his body, the interweaving of the new and the old is shocking.

"Yes." Shen Muhan said lightly, as if talking about other people's affairs.

"The last time I heard Chen Qi said, you were put into the wolf house by the wicked when you were a child. For a long time, has the wicked been punished?" Xia Jiu was really curious.

Shen Muhan said lightly: "Not yet."

"Where is he? Who is it? Why did he do such a thing?"

Seeing that he didn't answer, Xia Jiu thought he didn't want to say it. Knowing that he was too anxious, he said, "Forget it, it doesn't matter if you don't want to say it, it's okay."

"It's my father. He threw me in deliberately."

She widened her eyes: "Your father?"

Xia Jiu has a happy family since she was a child, and her parents are loving and kind to her and Xia Lin. He has never heard of a father doing such things to his son.

This is too frustrating, right?

"I didn’t know why before. I only knew that he had thrown me into the wolves since I was a child. Let me help with the family business. However, he thought I had forgotten the previous things, forgot who put me into the wolves, and counted on me to help him, but I remember everything clearly. He let What I do, of course I will do it on the surface, but in fact, it is sabotage at will, and it did not allow him to achieve the ultimate goal. He thought that I was doing my best and leaving everything to me."