Ji Moxuan gently put down the red wine glass, leaned against the black balcony railing and looked down.
Nimolan got out of the car in a black coat and entered their house with the help of a servant. After a while, footsteps sounded behind him. Ji Moxuan slowly turned around and watched her enter the door.
"I'm discharged from the hospital."
"I know," Ji Moxuan picked up the red wine glass again and took a sip of the bright red liquid, like a vampire in the dark night, flashing his strange eyes, "Cheng Yuan told me that you refused the last inspection, why?
?”
Why? Maybe because he was afraid of hearing the doctor tell him the reason why he could not get pregnant again. Nimolan raised the corner of his mouth lightly: "No reason, I know my body well."
"Then, do you still want to go on a wedding trip?"
"Didn't we come back from our trip? At least I have already traveled," Nemolan said enigmatically. "In the hospital, I spent my sweetest wedding trip."
I thought Ji Moxuan would be comforted because of his shame, but he didn't expect that he just raised his head and drank the red wine in his glass, walked into the room and said, "Since you think so, I have no choice but to cooperate. We will go to see the boss in a while."
The head of the family will have a lot of things to do next, such as internal family affairs."
Of course, Nimolan knew that being the princess was not that simple. She had already prepared in her heart, so she followed into the house: "I understand, then, tell me where to live?"
"Where do you live?" Ji Moxuan asked sarcastically, "Of course you live with me."
"Although we are called husband and wife, we are not actually husband and wife..."
"Who said that?" Ji Moxuan interrupted Nimolan and slowly approached her, "Then what were we doing on our wedding night?"
No matter how mentally prepared Nimo Lan was, when Ji Moxuan told him about that night at such a close distance, his whole face turned red with embarrassment. He stepped back and said, "That night..."
"That night you became my woman, my wife, and we did all the things that a couple should do in bed," Ji Moxuan pushed further, "I tell you Nimolan, I gave you a chance to escape, but
You wasted your money. Now that you are back here, please enjoy our marriage!"
After saying that, Ji Moxuan went straight out of the room.
That night, Ji Moxuan did not return home all night.
In the early morning, after getting up, Nimolan went downstairs to have breakfast and prepare to go to work. Who knows, when he went to the restaurant, he found that the servants were standing in a row with their heads lowered.
A powerful female voice said: "Is this how you take care of the young master? The breakfast prepared is not nutritious at all. No wonder he is so thin when seen on TV! Also, at least prepare good flower tea for the young mistress, so that the day can be smooth.
Vibrant skin! How do you do it?”
"Excuse me...are you..." Nimolan took a step forward and saw a gray-haired old lady standing in front of the person with her hands behind her back, looking menacing.
This kind of aura can only be described with the word "strong".
The old lady turned around and saw Nimolan, her face was full of smiles: "Oh, this is our lovely young lady, right? She looks really cute!"
Nimolan stood there in a daze, not knowing how to answer the question.
The old man patted his chest: "I am the old lady's housekeeper. My granddaughter-in-law gave birth to a baby. I am so sorry that I couldn't catch up with you and Mo Xuan's wedding!"
The old lady’s butler? That’s the madam’s butler! That status must be higher than Butler Lin!
Nimolan did not dare to neglect, and even bowed: "Hello, grandma!"
"Look at this kid, what are you doing? There is no reason for a young lady to bow to an old servant like me. Stop doing this, it's so bad for others to see!" Having said that, the old man didn't look embarrassed at all.
Nimolan coughed lightly and said with a smile: "You are the elder and I am the junior. I should be polite to you."
The old man smiled with a smile on his face, but changed the subject: "Where is the young master?"
Now Nimolan was dumbfounded. How could she know where Ji Moxuan had gone after not returning all night? She couldn't answer immediately. But at this time, a maid said garrulously: "Go back to the housekeeper, the young master didn't seem to come back last night. The car
Not outside."
The chief butler's sharp eyes surrendered to Nimolan. Nimolan shivered and said hurriedly: "He is not at home."
"Where have you been?" It was clear that he was no longer speaking like a servant, and the head butler had a serious face.
Nimolan hesitated and couldn't come up with an answer.
The age of the chief housekeeper is not much different from that of the eldest master. She is very accurate in reading people. Coupled with her understanding of Ji Moxuan, she can naturally guess Nimolan's position in Ji Moxuan's heart and the situation she is in. She deliberately asked like this.
It seems that he just wants to give Nimolan a blow, and intends to tell her - although you are the crown princess, I am the most senior hostess, a foreign daughter-in-law, born in poverty, and not favored. If you want to hang out, just
You have to look at people's faces, don't do anything stupid!
Naturally, Nimolan also thought of the purpose of the chief steward, and he bowed his head obediently: "I'm not very sure."
"What are you doing standing still? You haven't prepared breakfast yet? Your young mistress is going to have breakfast!" Ignoring Nimolan again, the head butler sternly ordered the servants to work.
Nimo Lan only felt that a breath was lifted into his throat and swallowed into his stomach.
Strange to say, at this moment, Ji Moxuan appeared at the door, all messy, with two buttons missing from his shirt. However, such a slovenly appearance was full of temptation like the protagonist in the movie. It was a decadent beauty.
"Mom? Why are you back?" Ji Moxuan hugged the chief steward from behind without even looking at Nimolan.
It turns out that Ji Moxuan also has an grandmother. Nimolan thought.
The head butler said "Ouch", turned around and hugged Ji Moxuan, and said dotingly: "Look, look, you've become like this after I've only been away for a year! Really, Xiao Lin doesn't even know how to find something decent for you.
The servants who serve you look so thin that they look like they have been abused!"
"Ama~" This was Ji Moxuan's coquettish voice.
Nimolan suddenly thought of Commander Ni of their family. He remembered how he had yelled and acted coquettishly at Commander Ni not long ago, and felt sad in his heart.
They are a family. The eldest boss, Ji Moxuan, Butler Lin, and the chief steward who just met. They are a family. Even if there are conflicts, estrangements, and wariness, they are still a family after all. In some things, they are a family.
They are all open to the outside world - and she is the "outsider".
A feeling of being excluded penetrated the heart valves. Nimolan stood up and took out a glass of ice milk and two slices of toast from the refrigerator, ate them, and swallowed the sour tears into his stomach.
Vote to support the author and receive points and k-beans