Your wife is a bit fierce

Chapter 255

But facing Long Fang, Xiao Xiaoluo was unwilling to admit defeat, and raised his head proudly: "I have a very good relationship with Chen Yi, so you don't need to worry about it."

Behind the pride, there are scars all over his body.

Counting out 2000 yuan from the bag, he threw it at Long Fang's face with all his strength, and the red paper bills scattered in the air and fell all over the ground: "Miss said to give you 1 yuan, I think a shameless woman like you, Not worthy at all, 2000 yuan is kind enough for you."

After finishing speaking, Xiao Xiaoluo strode away.

Gritting her teeth, Long Fang knelt down and picked up the money one by one.

For all the humiliation, I will make you pay double the price.

……

Lin Muxue bought a lot of supplements and went to Duan's father, and also bought a big cake. Today is Duan's father's birthday.

He took a taxi downstairs and just entered the building when he bumped into Qingyang Lin Xiao, who was leaning against the elevator door, smoking a cigarette.

He didn't seem to see her, he just lowered his eyelids, his thick eyelashes were fluttering, and he looked preoccupied.

Lin Muxue stepped forward, suppressed her agitated heart, and said in a calm tone, "Why are you here?"

Qingyang Lin Xiao raised his head, his face remained unchanged, and he was not at all happy to see her.

Lin Muxue was a little disappointed and pursed her lips.

He stood up straight, snatched the bag and cake box from her without warning, turned around and pressed the elevator button.

Is this the rhythm of the Cold War?

Lin Muxue stood behind him, thinking about the unhappiness that day, she was stabbed in the heart by something.

She finally let go of her grudges and got together with him, but they always quarreled because of external factors.

In the past few days, she has seriously thought about it. In fact, she and him are not suitable at all. They are not on the same path, nor are they from the same world.

However, her heart has unknowingly turned towards him.

For a while, neither of them spoke, the elevator opened with a 'ding', Qingyang Lin Xiao walked in first, Lin Muxue followed behind, staring at the front.

Sister Wang went out to buy vegetables, while Father Duan was at home alone. He opened the door with a smile on his face.

"Xuexue, you finally brought your husband here."

Lin Muxue smiled awkwardly. Before she came, she never thought of bringing him here. The two were still in a cold war. She couldn't show father Duan a picture of affection.

Father Duan reached out to grab the bag in Qingyang Lin Xiao's hand.

Qingyang Lin Xiao avoided, his indifferent face showed no warmth, but his attitude towards Duan's father was not bad: "I'll take it to the refrigerator, you sit."

Father Duan nodded, looking at Lin Xiao's tall and handsome back in Qingyang, standing there, smiling from ear to ear.

Lin Muxue caressed his arm: "How are you doing?"

"Very good, you are in excellent health." Father Duan smiled heartily, as if it was because of Qingyang Lin Xiao's arrival.

Lin Muxue glanced at Qingyang Lin Xiao's back in the kitchen, and shouted: "The cake is on the table, I'll eat it later."

His body suddenly became stiff, and Qingyang Lin Xiao stood upright on the spot, looking at the cake box in his hand. From the beginning, he was only focused on picking up the things in her hand, but didn't pay attention to it.

Turning around, it was unbelievable that his birthday was coming soon.

It's just that in these years, no one has ever celebrated his birthday, and no one seems to remember it anymore, even he himself has almost forgotten it.

He stared at Lin Muxue, his indifference slowly melting.

Just when she was about to say something, Lin Muxue took Duan's father's arm and said with a coquettish smile, "Today is your 65th birthday."

Qingyang Lin Xiao's hot-blooded heart suddenly cooled down, feeling that she wanted to give Duan's father a life, not him.

She didn't even know his real identity, so how could she know his birthday.

Qingyang Lin Xiao put away his messy emotions, put the cake on the table, and stuffed all the fruits and vegetables into the refrigerator.

In the kitchen, I heard Father Duan's surprised and confused voice: "Today is my birthday?"

Lin Muxue's tone was sweet and soft, "You must have forgotten, today is the ninth day of the ninth lunar month."

After walking alone for so many years, Duan's father has long forgotten his birthday. I'm afraid he doesn't even remember how old he is.

Duan's father stared at Lin Muxue and tried hard to recall what he was looking for in his long-lost memory. After a while, he suddenly realized: "Yes, I am the ninth day of the lunar calendar, and Yaoyao is the eighth day of the October month. It's November [-]th, and our birthdays are almost all close together."

The corners of Lin Muxue's eyes were half wet.

Qingyang Lin Xiao leaned against the door of the kitchen, staring at Lin Muxue and Duan's father getting along warmly, a sour smell of jealousy filled his heart, his expression was very bad, Duan's father beckoned: "Young man, come and sit, don't stand. "

Qingyang Lin Xiao's handsome facial features were covered with a thin layer of frost.

He couldn't understand why his woman had to be so enthusiastic about an irrelevant old man?

Even better than him.

Qingyang Lin Xiao approached the sofa and sat on the other side of Duan's father, looking cold, as if the whole world had turned indifferent to him.

Lin Muxue didn't speak, and didn't look at him, just like him, the smile on her face disappeared, and she sat coldly.

Father Duan grabbed his hand, his face changed, and he pulled away reflexively.

He hates skin-to-skin contact with other people.

Duan's father didn't think much, and reached out to take his hand again. Qingyang Lin Xiao tightened his palm, a little impetuous and disgusted, but when he looked down and saw Duan's father's loving smiling face, all the anger disappeared suddenly.

No one has ever faced him with such a kind smile.

Father Duan grabbed her with the hand close to Lin Muxue, and folded their hands together.

Lin Muxue was startled, and wanted to pull back, to be held tightly by the hand on the back of her hand. She subconsciously looked at him, her eyes met, and her heart suddenly missed a beat.

Father Duan looked at Lin Xiao in Qingyang, and then at Lin Muxue.

"Young couples are always arguing at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed. When I see you two not talking, I feel distressed. There will inevitably be bumps and bumps in life, but you need to tolerate each other to live a happy life. I am old, so I like to see The scene of family harmony, whether life is short or long, we can't spend precious time and energy on tasteless quarrels."

Father Duan looked at Lin Muxue: "Xuexue, do you understand?"

Lin Muxue looked at Qingyang Lin Xiao, his gaze remained unchanged and his face was still stern.

But in front of Duan's father, she couldn't be willful, so she smiled: "I understand, we didn't quarrel, don't worry."

Duan's father turned his head to stare at Qingyang Lin Xiao again: "Young man, Xuexue is a good girl, you must not miss it, and don't bully her, the wife is here to pamper her, a man's face is not worth much at home For money, men are calling the wind and rain outside, but home is a warm haven, there is no need to make yourself so tired, when it is time to bow your head, you must bow your head, maybe once you bow your head, you can get eternal happiness."

No one had ever talked about similar topics with Qingyang Lin Xiao. He felt a little embarrassed and coughed: "Got it."

(End of this chapter)