The Beloved Wifey of Mr. Shui
Chapter 50 Aura Men

"Haha, you're used to it," he said gently, as if something like this had already become a home-cooked meal.

The shirt was not buttoned, revealing his wound. Blood is still flowing out. He was really heavy, and at this moment, he understood what he meant by getting used to it.

Last night, he had only noticed his gunshot wound and Vivian by his side, so he did not see her red chest clearly.

But now, blood from the wound was painted on his shirt and his bronze chest appeared. However, there was a deep or shallow scar on his chest, intertwined with each other. They were obviously ugly, but when they landed on it, they added an indescribable masculinity.

Mo Xiaozhu did not say anything more. He just calmly changed his medicine and bandaged his wound. Then he gently asked, "Why are there so many injuries?"

"Oh, I accidentally got it. Its alright. By the way, are you going to work tomorrow?" He changed the topic after skipping the touch lightly. Obviously, he did not want to talk about his past.

Mo Xiaozhu felt that she had no reason not to go to work because she told Shui Junyu that the boy had left with Li Lingran, so she could only say, "Work."

"All right, I'll pick you up in the morning."

"No... No need," recalled Yuan Yuqing's jealousy and his entire body immediately began to peel off.

"Oh, I forgot to say that Ming Shan has not been here for the past two days. There was a meeting about hotel management in the city. All the hotels have sent people to leave. I thought you could go on behalf of Ming Shan. "

Mo Xiaozhu let out a sigh of relief. Apparently business. When he thought that he didn't have a car, he asked, "Well, when are you here tomorrow?" He suddenly recalled his wound and asked, "Can you drive your car?"

"Anfeng drove," he stopped before saying, "I'll pick you up at nine in the morning."

"okay."

After saying those two words, the two of them calmed down. The silence made Mo Xiaozhu panic. Fortunately, Shui Junyu did not stay any longer and said, "It's nice to see you're okay. I'll be back first."

He left, but his pace was still very slow. He knew it was because his wound hurt.

Ever since he saw her again, aside from his groans when he punched her, he had not even furrowed his brows, as if the bright red painting on his chest was not a wound but a red painting.

He ran to the window and silently stared out the window. After a while, he finally appeared in front of the building. The car lights up and thinks he's going to sit in the back seat or front passenger seat, but he's actually pushing the driver's door open and in.

The car started and quickly disappeared from Mo Xiaozhu's sight. It was as if he had never been there.

However, inside the room, his breath floated in the air, but it was impossible to disperse.

He took a soulless bath and fell into bed, but he could not fall asleep. His mind flashed through the words he said to her over the phone, how powerful she was and how obedient she was. As he thought about it, tears streamed down his face, making him even more unable to sleep.

He didn't know how many times the throw was overturned that night. When it was almost dawn, he fell asleep in a daze.

When he wakes up, he is awakened by an alarm. "Cut!" He sat down and reached out to touch her.

Thinking of his agreement with Shui Junyu, Mo Xiaozhu quickly rushed into the bathroom. He was too dazed in the mirror. After sleeping for only three hours in two days and two nights, he looked like his entire face was wrinkled. He hurriedly put on a thick layer of makeup and came out.

Customized pink clothes make it look much better.

When he got off, the familiar Lan Boyi stopped at the door. He rushed out and the door opened. Shui Junyu waved at him.

He sat in the back row with her. Sure enough, he was driving peacefully, but when he thought about how he was driving to find her last night, his heart could not help but jump.

It was as if the path was so long that it could not reach its end.

He said nothing and he said nothing.

The stifling atmosphere in the car made him regret sitting in his car, but now, he couldn't change it.

When he arrives, he will get out of the car. He handed over his document bag that had been prepared for a long time. "Mmm, I'll give it to you. You should use it for meetings."

"Thank you," he picked it up and looked at the signboard in front of the conference hall. Sure enough, it was an important meeting in the city. "I'll go now." He bowed and glanced at her in the car and said softly.

"Go," he ordered An Feng to leave.

In a very formal meeting, Mo Xiaozhu was busy, and it was at a time like this that he could force himself not to think about it.

He quickly spent the entire morning in the meeting. When she finished, she tidied up her notes and walked out of the venue with the information bag Shui Junyu had given her. He thought he had to take a taxi to get back to the hotel, but he waved asking for a taxi. His phone rang and he saw the number before Mo Xiaozhu picked it up.

"Wait for me, I'll arrive in a minute," before she can answer, Shui Junyu hung up.

Mo Xiaozhu was a little confused, but she could only wait for him.

Furthermore, it was Hua Xiang's original boss.

In less than a minute, he saw the car. He thought it was still calm, but he did not want Shui Junyu to drive it personally. He really wanted to ask her if she was iron.

When the car stopped, he told her to come in.

"Where are you going?"

"Get in the car."

He looked at his chest and got into the car without saying anything. The car leaves the venue. He clicked on the music in the car and an old song floated inside the car.

Honey, I'm smiling sweetly.

Blue house.

Bamboo house.

The blue house was what he wanted, and Mu Shaoli had given it to him.

The bamboo house was the surprise that Shui Junyu had brought to her. The word bamboo reminded him of a name he had not used for a long time: Mo Xiaozhu.

The two words were startled, but as he walked into the study room, he could not think of any more surprises waiting for him.

The entire study room is decorated with a bamboo theme. Light green bamboo is on the walls, on the armrests, on the table, on the chairs, and even the patterns on the bookshelves are bamboo.

He casually picked up a prose book and flipped through it. "You like Zhu?"

"Well, do you like this place?" He asked in a flat voice, but a pair of black eyes fell on him, never blinking.

"Not bad," she suppressed the love in her heart and did not want to reveal it.

Just when he was seriously flipping through the book in his hand, he suddenly took out the archive bag in front of him like a trick.

"Hmm?" He looked at her suspiciously, not understanding what she meant.

"Open up and look at it."

Mo Xiaozhu opened it curiously. It was the contract of the bamboo house, and all the information about the bamboo house, including even the business permit, were all. "For me?" He pointed at his nose in disbelief.

"Yes, back to the blue house. Don't take that guy's stuff."

He suddenly woke up. From the information in his hands, he realized that the bamboo house had been built in the past few days, and it had not even officially begun. "Just to let me retire from the blue house, so you built this bamboo house?"

"Yes," he admitted, and he was outspoken.

"Why did you send me not another woman?" He knew that this must be the right saying.

"I want you to stay away from her."

"Like that?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"But I don't accept it. Thank ye. If there is nothing else, I will leave first," Mo Xiaozhu said as he put down his book.

She really didn't want to talk to him if it wasn't for being strong and Vivian.

However, his hand was pulled and his large hand firmly grabbed his hand. "Xiao Xiao, don't go."

"Master Shui, I already have a boyfriend. Please let go of your hand," he could only growl in a low voice. If not for the staff in the bamboo house preparing to open their books, he would have actually shouted at her cautiously against the wind.

"Disregard that Mu Shaoli, okay?" He held her hand tightly, his tone full of supplication.

This was not like Shui Junyu. It must have been the first time Mo Xiaozhu had seen Shui Junyu like that. "Why?" She asked loudly, wanting him to give a satisfactory answer.

Her thin lips pursed gracefully and her voice carried a delicate taste, "Since she hates Mu Shaoli, you should not like her ..."

"Who hates Mu Shaoli?" He was stunned and thought of another name he once had: Mo Xiaozhu.

"Oh, no," his eyes returned to normal. "Isn't it good to give it to you here?"

He shook his head. "Not good."

"Why?"

"I have nothing to do with you, so why should I receive such a big reward?"

"Then, how could you accept the bamboo house and leave Mu Shaoli behind?"

He suddenly smiled and remembered that his heart was moist. The pain in the past immediately pierced his heart. Even though she knew it was impossible, she still smiled like a flower. "Of course, as long as I become a water wife, I will leave her and receive the bamboo house."

Shui Junyu's expression changed. He slowly loosened his grip on his hand. His lips opened again and again, but he said nothing.

He knows it.

The one he loved the most was Yuan Yuqing, even if Yuan Yuqing gave him a chance, he would survive.

This is true love.

True love can accommodate everything.

So, the speculation given by the word 'Zhu' is not real. VIP Chapter

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