MTL - Sir, Madam Went Back To Her Maternal Home Again-Chapter 84 go to bed early baby

  Chapter 84 Baby go to bed early

  She drove Xi Mo's car, afraid to go back to her father's place, and went to Liyuan.

  Mr. Xi, who was about to go out, saw the familiar car, his eyes lit up, thinking that Xi Mo had sent Wen Hua back, but he didn't expect that there was only Wen Hua in the car.

   "Didn't Xi Mo send you off?"

   "He was injured, it was inconvenient. My car had a breakdown, so I borrowed his car to drive back."

"Injuried?!"

  Speaking of this, Wen Wei felt a little guilty, "A car exploded on the road, and he was hit by debris in order to save others. I sent him to the hospital, but he said it was all trauma and went home."

   Seeing her more and more confident expression, Mr. Xi guessed something, "It's okay, he's in a strong body, he said it's okay, it's okay, thanks to you taking care of him, did you scare you today?"

   "...he's bleeding a lot, you go back and tell him to pay attention, I'm afraid he's not doing anything serious, and the wound will be injured again."

   "Okay, I'll go back and tell him that Xiao Wen is very worried about him, let him recover from his injuries, and he will be very happy knowing that you care so much about him."

   "..."

  Why is my grandson injured? He looks calm as an old man. He really is a person who has experienced strong winds and waves.

   Xi's Hall.

  A certain person has been looking at Wen Hua's circle of friends after agreeing to the friend application. She rarely posts during this time, basically only once every two or three months, and they are all pure text mood and daily records.

  【Old Wen said that my cooking skills have improved, haha, the weather has been fine these two days, and Zhou Tian plans to make him a small cake. Hee hee, I will never admit that I want to use him as an experiment /Shh/]

  【I saw a golden retriever raised by a student at school today, and I really want to go to rua, but I am a teacher, so I have to hold on to my airs. Alas, how can I convince Old Wen to allow me to raise a dog, melancholy—]

  【Little baby is so soft and cute when she calls me auntie, how can I skip marriage and have a soft fufu baby? 】

  【Grandpa told me the love story between him and grandma again. Their love at that time was so simple. Every time he said that grandma chased him first, his little expression was so arrogant. If only grandma was still there. 】

  【Oops, the koi in the grandfather’s pond seems to have been fed to death by me, it’s a sin. 】

  Looking at these words, a vivid and interesting image of her in different situations emerged in her mind, and Xi Mo's deep eyes were stained with a smile.

   Scroll down and finally see one with a picture.

  The man in the photo has a wide suit, thick eyebrows and deep coldness, and a clear and smooth jaw line. Motong is looking ahead and concentrating on driving. She took the photo secretly in the co-pilot.

   Accompanying text: [Old Wen is so handsome. 】

   They are all family members, but they didn’t take selfies.

  He was like a voyeur, reading one by one, as if in this way, her life, which he could not participate in, could belong to him for a moment.

   When he turned to a certain page, his eyes froze.

  That circle of friends has no pictures, not even a few extra words, just one word: [tsk. 】

  The date was the Mid-Autumn Festival last year.

  He stared at the word for a long time, and forgot to blink for a while.

  Such a word can set off a dark tide, which is better than a thousand words.

  He was very impressed on this day.

   That day, Xi Wei left.

   What happened to her?

   I remember asking Xie Jun later. He said that when he met Wen Hua at the gate of the Qing Dynasty, everything was as usual. She accepted the gift and promised to contact him in the future.

  But he waited for a month, but she didn't call him.

  During that time, Xi's family was busy up and down, and he tried every means to get her number to call, but what he got was her alienated attitude.

   Not disheartened is fake.

  Before he left the imperial capital, the atmosphere between the two was good, and he almost pierced the window paper, and he could feel that she had some feelings for him.

   It was his fault that he had to leave without saying goodbye, but he didn't expect her to be so alienated and even block him.

  He was angry for a while.

  After thinking about it carefully, she is not someone who preoccupied with little things, so there should be some reason for it.

   Now staring at the word, he narrowed his eyes, and his intuition confirmed the conjecture even more.

   After exiting the page, he sent her a message: 【Are you home yet? 】

   There was no reply for a while, he put down his phone and pinched the bridge of his nose.

   When he opened his eyes again, he noticed that the color of the magazine on the top of the coffee table was incompatible with all the financial magazines. He frowned after taking a look.

  When did such a fashion magazine exist?

  Super memory made him recognize at a glance that the person on the cover was the protagonist of the TV series when he just had dinner.

   No wonder she asked that.

   Throwing the magazine aside, he sent Xu Zi a message: [The fashion magazine on the coffee table is yours? 】

   Soon there was a reply: [It was left at your house two days ago, don't throw it away, I will pick it up in two days. 】

  Xu Zi is the editor-in-chief of the largest fashion magazine in China. She loves to pay attention to these celebrity internet celebrities and fashion circles, and she is the only one who has these things.

  He typed with a sullen face: [Don't bring some messy things here in the future, the servants are hard to clean up. 】

  Xu Zi: [? ? 】

  Three seconds later, he received a voice call. As a fashion editor-in-chief, Xu Zi was very unconvinced, and prepared a long speech to explain to him what is fashion and what is aesthetics.

  That is the result of her work, what a mess.

  The man on the sofa crossed his long legs, picked up the tea and took a sip slowly, allowing the noise on the coffee table to spread.

   Until the phone buzzed twice, and a new message came in, he put down the porcelain cup and picked up the phone, "Go and drink a glass of water after talking, and go to bed early."

   Xu Zi hung up before he finished speaking.

  Wen Hua: [I've been here for a while, thank you for your car. 】

  【Just get home. what are you doing on saturday 】

  【Something happened on Saturday, what's the matter? 】

  【Today's plan was disrupted by me, please watch a movie on Sunday. 】

  Wen Hua: [Baby go to bed early. 】

  Xi Mo: [? 】

   After two seconds, a message was withdrawn there.

  【Sorry, I sent it to the wrong person. 】

  Xi Mo looked at the screen with a bad expression.

  Wen Hua's message was to her cousin's baby, and she chatted with several people at the same time. There were too many messages, and she accidentally sent it to the wrong person.

  【I have something to do this weekend, and you are not feeling well, so let’s rest for a while, and I’ll show you when you’re better. 】

   After waiting for a while, a message was sent from over there: [Yeah. 】

  【You are injured, rest early, bye. 】

  Xi Mo looked at the line of words that sent him, and most of his interest in chatting disappeared. He paused for two seconds, but still planned to explain.

  【Xu Zi is the editor-in-chief of a fashion magazine. She usually likes to study things in their circle. She brought that magazine over two days ago. 】

  Is this explaining to her?

  Wen Hua felt a little strange.

  【That’s it, it’s pretty good. 】

  The next day, Wen Hua drove the Maybach to return him, but was chased by someone on the road, and she took a deep breath.

  Get out of the car and look, the owner of the rear-end car is a little girl, who looks less than 20 years old, and the luxury car crashed, and the little girl herself was too scared.

   "Sister... I'm sorry... I saw that your car was too flustered and didn't step on the clutch... You can see how much it costs, and I will pay you back."

  The impact was so severe that Wen Hua was startled even in the car, and the car's buttocks had already been sunken.

  (end of this chapter)