Zi Zi has been in the hospital enough times lately, there's nothing serious this time, so don't go to the hospital again." Murong Cheng said indifferently.
Bai Wei thought deeply, turned her head and said to Mu Zi again, "Your hand bone has just been attached, don't exert yourself for now, mom will feed you."
Mu Zi wanted to say that she could use her left hand, but her mother had always doted on her, and had already picked up the chopsticks without saying a word.
The dishes were all Mu Zi's favorites.
After eating for a while, Murong Cheng said, "Mom, is there any more soup in the kitchen?"
"Ah." Bai Wei hurriedly got up and hurried towards the kitchen, "I forgot, there's still soup in the pot."
Once Bai Wei left, Murong Cheng obediently took over the job of feeding.
Mu Zi loathed him and inclined her face away, refusing to eat the rice he fed her.
"Eat with a spoon or let me feed you with my mouth?" Murong Cheng threatened her.
Murong Cheng this person had no lower limits, even in front of Bai Wei, this kind of thing he only could do.
Mu Zi held her tongue and ate a mouthful of rice, coldly sneering at him, "Bullying a woman, what kind of man is that!"
Murong Cheng came closer to bite her ear, "Zi Zi, it's a real man who can bully a woman."
"Nasty!" Mu Zi scolds him, bites down hard on the soup spoon and eats her meal with vigor.
Bai Wei returned with the soup, and after Mu Zi drank another bowl of soup, she said she was full and wanted to go back to her room to rest.
She had just woken up not long ago, and now she had no sleepiness at all, she just simply wanted to avoid Murong Cheng.
After returning to her room, Mu Zi heard Murong Cheng's footsteps.
She was very nervous until the footsteps walked past the door of her room and went straight down the stairs.
She gently walked to the door of her room and opened it a crack, hearing Bai Wei complaining downstairs, ''It's already night, what's so urgent that can't be dealt with tomorrow? Are ... you still coming back tonight?"
This was followed by the metallic sound of the door lock opening and closing again.
Murong Cheng was gone.
He had encountered an assassination today, and now he must be going to investigate and perhaps report the matter to that Master Rong.
Mu Zi was slightly relieved. At least for the next few days, Murong Cheng would be busy.
Once he was busy, he wouldn't have time to torment her.
On the following day, Mu Zi and Bai Wei's cheongsams were ready, and people from Lu Jiang's side made a special trip to deliver the clothes to the Mu residence.
All shapes and colors of patterns, or dignified, or charming, or playful, or elegant, each piece is amazingly beautiful, and when worn on Mu Zi's body, it fits without exception.
There are beautiful clothes to wear, Mu Zi's mood is finally a little brighter. Although these clothes were all spent by Murong Cheng.
Bai Wei's mood is also extremely good, since the death of Master Mu, she almost did not dress up, daily dress is very simple and low-key, today such a dress, especially dignified and elegant, as if the noble wife of the family.
Undoubtedly, Bai Wei is a good woman, she looks beautiful, and not greedy for vanity. Do not go shopping, do not go to the beauty salon, even between the wives of the popular mahjong will not play, every day at home to do housework, study recipes, virtuous beyond words.
Sometimes Mu Zi really couldn't figure out why Bai Wei had to be a mistress for Old Master Mu.
The maid who was close to Bai Wei boasted, ''Mrs. Bai and Miss Mu Zi dressed like this, just like a pair of sisters! It's time to take a picture, it must be beautiful!"
Bai Wei Hao Ran, embarrassed and laughed: "What sisters, I am this age ..."
However, Mu Zi used to have a good natured personality, mother and daughter have not been photographed together all these years, and the maid's words, Bai Wei was very much somewhat moved.
"Go to the garden to shoot it." Mu Zi smiled and said, "I'll go get the camera."