Bai Wei made a good meal and saw the siblings sitting on the sofa watching TV, the years were quiet and peaceful.
She was very relieved.
"The meal is ready, go wash your hands and eat." Bai Wei said to them.
The meal was as sumptuous as ever. Bai Wei's handiwork was comparable to that of a private kitchen chef.
"Mom, there's actually a cook at home, you don't have to work so hard every day." Mu Zi bit into her chopsticks and said softly.
Although she craved Bai Wei's craftsmanship, she didn't want Bai Wei to always stay in the kitchen, leaving her alone to face the big bad wolf in fear.
"Mom likes cooking, if you don't let her do it, she'll be idle and bored instead." Murong Cheng pinched a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs into Mu Zi's bowl, his teasing eyes seemed to pierce through her small mind.
Mu Zi looked at the ribs in the bowl, only to feel that even the best food, after Murong Cheng's chopsticks, she also lost her appetite.
"Do you want me to feed?" Murong Cheng asked.
"No, I'll eat by myself!" She hurriedly held up the bowl and bit into the piece of ribs.
Bai Wei on the side laughed, "Your brother is teasing you, how could he really feed you, Zi Zi is so cute."
Murong Cheng also smiles faintly and pinches her small face, "Yes, Zi Zi is very cute."
Mu Zi Zi: "..."
She bites off the ribs in her mouth like venting her anger, imagining that this piece of ribs is Murong Cheng, tearing and grinding it before swallowing it into her stomach! ... No, she can't swallow it, if this piece of ribs is Murong Cheng, she will feel sick.
At the dinner table, Bai Wei talked about the cell phone.
Being able to use the same style of new model with her daughter, Bai Wei was very happy and asked many questions about the features of the phone.
"I heard that it's kind of a parent-child model, and the charging cable can be universal." Bai Wei smiled, happy for these insignificant little things.
Mu Zi absentmindedly picks at the grains of rice in her bowl.
Once the cognizance of "Murong Cheng is not a good person" was established in her brain, no matter what he did, it would be a conspiracy in Mu Zi's opinion.
Preparing two identical cell phones at the same time can not only cover up his purpose of giving the phone, but also prevent her from being a devious person.
If Mu Zi switched to another cell phone to use, it would immediately be discovered by Bai Wei to be different.
At that time, Bai Wei would open those eyes that were even more clueless and naive than a baby's and ask, "Zi Zi, why don't you use the cell phone that brother gave you?"
Can't think about it, just thinking about it makes me feel bad.
...
After the meal, Murong Cheng didn't harass her anymore. He took a call and then went to his room.
Mu Zi also hurried back to her room.
With Murong Cheng in the house, she felt that no place in the house was safe, even when she went to the bathroom to take a shower, she was afraid that some rascal with no limits would break in.
When the night came, it was an even more tense time.
Mu Zi unlocked the door to her room and hesitated to use the chair and vase against the door like last night.
If Murong Cheng dared to break in, the vase would fall off the chair, then the sound would attract Bai Wei in the next room.
With Bai Wei around, Murong Cheng should at least be more restrained, right?
Mu Zi calculated so.
Thump, thump, thump...
The sound of knocking clearly entered her ears.
Mu Zi froze slightly.
"Zi Zi, open the door."
Murong Cheng called her name outside the door while knocking on the door of the room a few times again.
Mu Zi felt a mouthful of depressed air held in her chest, stuffy.
... Murong Cheng really didn't break in hard, people were knocking on the door openly!
What should she do? --Open, or not open?
Mu Zi bit her lip and decided to pretend she didn't hear it.
The guy's knocking was louder!
Soon, Mu Zi heard Bai Wei's voice: "Rong Cheng, what's wrong?"
"I knocked on Zi Zi's room door, there has been no movement inside, a little worried." Murong Cheng faintly said.
"Really?" Bai Wei got nervous and ran over as well, rapping heavily on the room door, "Zi Zi? Zi Zi are you in there?!"
Mu Zi endeavored to take several deep breaths ...
She unscrewed the doorknob and barely pulled up a smile, "What's wrong, mom? I just fell asleep."