Seeing Mu Qiancheng like this, Jiang Xue couldn’t help but smile deeply, then went into the kitchen to pour a glass of water for both herself and Mu Qiancheng, placing them on the coffee table in front of the sofa.
In no ti at all, Mu Qiancheng had finished mopping the floor. He then took the mop to wash it and put it out on the balcony.
After finishing up, he finally had a free mont to sit down next to Jiang Xue, gently wrapping his arm around her waist, and asked, "Xue’er, did anything happen while I was gone these past few days?"
"Nothing at all!" Jiang Xue shook her head, not wanting to tell him about Lu Ling causing trouble for her. Besides, she hadn’t suffered any loss, and now Lu Ling didn’t dare to provoke her anymore.
"Really nothing?" Mu Qiancheng gazed deeply at Jiang Xue, giving her the illusion that perhaps Mu Qiancheng already knew sothing.
However, she quickly dismissed the thought. She was sure Lu Ling wouldn’t tell Mu Qiancheng about finding trouble with her.
As for that Gao Yang, he probably wasn’t a gossip either. Thinking this way, Jiang Xue shook her head again and said, "Really nothing!"
Mu Qiancheng watched as Jiang Xue still didn’t want to tell him, and his mood understandably fell. Looking at Jiang Xue, he said, "Xue’er, look into my eyes."
Jiang Xue, puzzled, looked up to et Mu Qiancheng’s gaze. At this mont, he spoke again, "Xue’er, who am I?"
"You are Mu Qiancheng, my husband."
"Xue’er, you know I am your husband, so why don’t you tell when sothing happens?" Mu Qiancheng’s face was full of sadness and disappointnt, twisting Jiang Xue’s heart slightly. She realized that Mu Qiancheng already knew about Lu Ling looking for people to deal with her.
"Qiancheng, I’m sorry, I didn’t an to hide it from you, it’s just that I’ve already dealt with it." Jiang Xue said a bit apologetically, feeling deeply self-reproachful. She had always demanded that Mu Qiancheng never hide things from her, yet she forgot to lead by example.
"Xue’er, don’t say sorry to , you haven’t wronged . You just haven’t treated as your husband, as the closest person to you." The more Mu Qiancheng spoke, the sadder he beca, and Jiang Xue, feeling more and more sympathetic, turned to hug Mu Qiancheng voluntarily, saying, "Qiancheng, I won’t do it next ti. Don’t be upset or angry, I was wrong."
"Really wrong?" Mu Qiancheng didn’t plan on pursuing it further; he just wanted Jiang Xue to realize her mistake and understand that he was her support. No matter what happened, he would be on her side, stand up for her, and protect her.
"Really wrong, otherwise you can hit ?" Jiang Xue earnestly said.
"If I hit you, wouldn’t my own heartache?" Mu Qiancheng looked at his little wife speechlessly; what kind of thing was she saying, about him hitting her? How could he bear to hit her?
"Then what do you suggest?" Jiang Xue looked like she was at his disposal, which moved Mu Qiancheng, leading him to say, "No hitting, but there has to be a penalty."
"What kind of penalty?" Jiang Xue asked. As long as Mu Qiancheng was happy, she wouldn’t mind going along with him.
"Well, I’ll tell you tonight." Mu Qiancheng teased, not wanting to tell Jiang Xue so soon. He was worried she might not agree, so he planned to bring it up in the evening.
Jiang Xue didn’t think much of it and agreed. Seeing this, Mu Qiancheng was secretly pleased but didn’t continue the topic, instead asking, "Did Lu Ling give you trouble again?"
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