Rebirth of the hidden marriage: devil wife spoiles deeply!

Mu Wanxiang asked the servant to soak a cup of brown sugar water. She sat alone in front of the French window of the living room and noticed that there was some light outside. It seemed that a car had driven in.

Mu Wanxiang took a sip of brown sugar water and stared thoughtfully at the figure who got out of the car. It was Chu Jiawen. It turned out that she didn't appear at the party today.

Chu Jiawen came in and saw Mu Wanxiang sitting in the living room, acting naturally and casually, just like half a hostess. In a trance, she thought she had seen her aunt.

The flame of jealousy suddenly surged into her heart. What qualification does she have to sit here!

This is Gu's family. She has lived in this family for more than ten years, but she has never been like her. She only lived here for three days and regarded it as her own home!

Even the servants of the family, large and small, gathered around her to serve. Chu Jiawen went over and shouted at Yun Ma, "are you blind? Didn't you see me coming back!"

Mother Yun respectfully walked up to her and bowed: "Miss Chu, what can I do for you?"

Chu Jiawen ignored mother Yun and walked around her to Mu Wanxiang: "this is my aunt's position. You seem to enjoy it. Why, do you really think you're the hostess of the family sitting here?"

Mu Wanxiang smelled the speech, put down the water cup in her hand, got up from the sofa, walked to Chu Jiawen, raised her hand and hit her in the face.

This slap was obviously a little stronger than that slap in the morning, and the slap was very loud in the empty living room.

"I warn you, Su Moyang is very dangerous. You are a family man. The farther away you are from him, the better."

Chu Jiawen's brain was buzzing with this slap, and the burning pain spread on her face. It took a long time to react. She glared at Mu Wanxiang: "Mu Wanxiang, dare you hit me!"

Mu Wanxiang pressed her wrist, looked directly at her and said, "if you're not afraid of death, try it."

Chu Jiawen glared at Mu Wanxiang angrily. After hesitating for a long time, he put it down: "Mu Wanxiang, don't pretend in front of me. You can deceive others, but you can't deceive me!"

"Whatever you think, I wouldn't bother to teach you a lesson if it wasn't for your family's sake." after that, Mu Wanxiang picked up the brown sugar water on the table and got up and went upstairs.

At this time, Yun Ma took an ice bag and handed it to Chu Jiawen: "madam, apply it."

When Chu Jiawen heard the speech, his eyes stared at Yun Ma like awls for a long time: "do you know how to get me an ice bag now? Why didn't you paste the ice bag on the bitch's face just now!"

Yun Ma lowered her head and didn't make a sound. She still held the ice bag respectfully until Chu Jiawen grabbed it. Then she turned and left.

It was still raining outside. Mu Wanxiang went to the French window and stood for a while. Finally, she saw Gu Yichen's car coming in. A glimmer of joy flashed through her eyes, rubbed down from the windowsill and touched the sobering tea on the tea table. It was still hot.

When Gu Yichen stopped, he glanced at the figure in front of the French window upstairs and couldn't help frowning: how can he sit there, he's not afraid of catching a cold.

The next second, Mu Wanxiang's figure disappeared, leaving only a faint yellow light. Gu Yichen flashed a trace of loss at the bottom of his eyes and untied his seat belt.

Just now, when he didn't come back, she sat in front of the windowsill waiting for him to come back. Now she was nervous when she saw him coming back

Mu Wanxiang sat on the sofa, his heart beat faster for a few minutes, looked in the direction of the French window from time to time, and thought, should he be going upstairs soon?

Hearing footsteps outside the door, she walked over and took a deep breath. As soon as she opened the door, a thick surprise flashed through her eyes