"Grandma?" Mu Zechuan rubbed his eyes, but had no intention of getting up.

Mrs. Mu knocked Mu Zechuan on the head hard again: "You brat, you still know that I am your grandma! How long has it been, and you still have the heart to sleep!"

The paper tube rolled up by the magazine is very heavy and hurts when knocked.

But Mu Zechuan ignored his grandma's words and pulled up the quilt to cover his face.

"Bastard, get up!" Mrs. Mu pulled off the quilt on his body and greeted Mu Zechuan with the paper tube in her hand.

If it had been earlier, Mu Zechuan would have screamed in pain for Taobao.

But Mu Zechuan remained motionless today, showing no reaction at all.

Mrs. Mu was panting from exhaustion. She looked at her granddaughter beside her and asked, "Bingbing, look, is your brother dead? Why is there no reaction at all?"

"Grandma, don't talk about me like that." Mu Zebing is her sister after all, and she feels sorry for her brother.

Mrs. Mu didn't care about that, and poked Mu Zechuan's head: "How long are you going to hold your body up? Huh?"

"Leave me alone." Mu Zechuan was sweating all over from the nightmare he just had, and now his mood is still at the bottom.

"You can have another child if you don't want one, but you don't even want a wife. What kind of virtue are you sitting at home alone? A man? I think you are a coward! I am ashamed of you!" Mrs. Mu poked again.

Stab Mu Zechuan: "Get up and go get your wife back!"

"He Jiayin will not come back." Mu Zechuan's voice was weak and full of despair: "The child is gone, she hates me so much, and she will never come back again."

"How would you know if you didn't go?" Mrs. Mu hated Mu Zechuan for being hopeless.

"I won't come back, the child is gone..." Mu Zechuan thought of this, and his heart hurt like a knife. He pulled the pillow and covered his face, not wanting others to see his fragile appearance.

"I don't care how you apologize, kowtow, or commit suicide, just go and get the good news back to me!" Mrs. Mu pulled Mu Zechuan up from the bed: "I don't want that woman named Tang to come into our house.

The door of the Mu family."

"Yes, brother, Tang Qiaoen now completely regards herself as... a young mistress. If you don't stop me, I'm afraid our mother will let her..."

"It's been a week since the incident happened, and you're still so depressed and unconscious. I really look down on you!" Mrs. Mu said so much, but Mu Zechuan didn't respond. She was very angry.

He stood up and took Mu Zebing's hand: "Let's go back!"

"Grandma..." Mu Zebing wanted to comfort Mu Zechuan again, but before she could say anything, Mrs. Mu dragged her out.

Butler Li saw Mrs. Mu arriving in a hurry and was about to leave, so she hurried to see her off.

"Old madam, you and the young lady should go back after eating here. I'll have the kitchen prepare it right away."

"I stopped eating because I was so angry with that bastard." Mrs. Mu continued to walk out.

After taking two steps, he remembered something again and stopped: "Butler Li, what have Zechuan eaten in the past two days?"

"I haven't eaten much and drank a lot of wine. If the young master doesn't eat, I can't force it into his mouth. I'm very worried, but I don't know what to do."

Mrs. Mu nodded: "It's hard for you, prepare some porridge and side dishes for him and persuade him to eat some."

"Yes, old lady."

"Does he still have to eat an omelette every morning?"

"I haven't eaten it since the young mistress left."

Mrs. Mu lowered her head and pondered for a while, then waved her hand to Butler Li: "Come here, I'm telling you..."

Butler Li put his ear to Mrs. Mu's mouth, listened to what she said, and then kept nodding.

Butler Li watched Mrs. Mu get into the car, and then followed her instructions, moving all the wine in the wine cabinet in the living room to the wine cellar, and then found a strong big lock to lock the wine cellar.

As soon as I finished cleaning up, I saw Mu Zechuan coming downstairs.

She quickly stood at the top of the stairs: "Master, what do you want to eat? I'll have the kitchen prepare it right away."

Mu Zechuan ignored her. The only thing he did when he went downstairs these days was to get some wine.

When he saw that all the wine in the wine cabinet was gone, he turned to look at Butler Li: "Where is the wine?"

"In the wine cellar." Butler Li continued without waiting for him to ask: "The door of the wine cellar is locked, so the wine cannot be taken out."

"What?"

Seeing that Mu Zechuan was about to get angry, Butler Li quickly said: "This is the old lady's order."

"I don't care, go get it for me." Mu Zechuan said and turned around and walked upstairs.

"The old lady said that no matter what, I can't let you drink anymore."

"If you listen to grandma so much, go back to Mu Mansion!" Mu Zechuan said harshly.

Butler Li was unmoved: "Master, let's eat porridge. It's better to eat something light after you've been hungry for a long time."

After saying that, Mu Zechuan entered the kitchen without waiting for anything to say.

Mu Zechuan was very angry. He went back to the bedroom and slammed the door and lay back on the bed.

Ten minutes later, he heard the sound of the door opening.

He knew it was Butler Li without looking up, so Mu Zechuan decided to ignore her.

Butler Li put the prepared porridge and side dishes on the small table beside the bed and left.

Mu Zechuan originally had no appetite, but he smelled a familiar fragrance.

He sat up suddenly.

Sure enough, in addition to the porridge and side dishes, there was also a small plate with a fried egg placed smoothly on it.

Medium-boiled eggs fried in olive oil over low heat, carefully sprinkled with salt, black pepper and perilla powder.

He Jiayin? She's back? Otherwise, why would there be such an omelette?

Before he could touch the food on the table, he kicked open the bedroom door and rushed downstairs.

"He Jiayin! He Jiayin!" He went to the living room, the kitchen... and opened the doors of each room, hoping to see her, hoping to see her turning back and smiling at him:

"I'm back."

But no, besides Butler Li, there are only servants in the house.

Mu Zechuan returned to the living room dejectedly.

Butler Li stood there waiting for him: "Master, the young lady has not come back."

"That fried egg..."

"I made it." Butler Li looked at Mu Zechuan: "My young lady knows how to make omelettes and I taught her."

"Oh." Mu Zechuan was extremely disappointed and walked upstairs.

Halfway through, Butler Li said again: "Master, you miss me so much, why don't you go and pick her up?"

"..." Mu Zechuan said nothing.

"Master, are you afraid that the young lady will not come back and lose face?"

"What did you say?"

"Master, you like your mistress so much, and she also likes you. Why can't you have a good talk and resolve all misunderstandings?"

"Who told you that she likes me? Did He Jiayin say it herself?" Mu Zechuan reacted after hearing this.

"Alas..." Butler Li sighed: "Master, do I need to say this?"

"What's the meaning."
Chapter completed!