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Chapter 312 - Little Love Enemy

When the two brothers returned to Mu Chen's villa, the villa's door was immediately opened. Zhang Xiao carried Mu Ya and called Yang Xi and her mother in.

Looking at the brothers in the distance, Yang Xi started to hesitate. She didn't seem to have come at the right time.

The Mu Family was here.

Yang Xi had heard that after Eldest Young Master got into a car accident and became a handicapped person, her personality drastically changed. She did not like strangers appearing in front of him. To Mu Yi, she and his son were strangers.

"A guest." Just as Yang Xi was hesitating, Mu Yi raised her voice and asked Zhang Xiao, who then pushed her brother forward.

When he saw Zhang Xiao, Mu Chen's gaze was like glue, staring at him foolishly. The affection between them was so obvious that even Yang Xi could tell that something was wrong. She struggled to slip down from Zhang Xiao's embrace and ran over to him.

"Mu Ya." When Mu Yi saw his niece running towards him, she thought she was happy to see him here as a Eldest Uncle. Her smile became even more gentle, and when she sat down, she leaned forward, wanting to hug him, but instead, Mu Ya ran to the back of the wheelchair and stopped in front of Mu Chen. Her small hands pulled on Mu Chen's clothes.

Mu Chen stopped because he thought that her daughter wanted to be carried. Just as she was sighing emotionally in her heart, her daughter finally realized that he was her real father. The next moment, he was rendered speechless by the childish voice of his daughter. "Daddy, my mother!"

someone's daughter said in a domineering manner as he attempted to climb onto someone's body. someone very tactfully carried his, and covered both of someone's eyes with his white and tender hands, repeating the words, "Daddy, my mother!"

Mu Chen:...

He forgot, his own daughter was always on guard against him, guarding against him from stealing Zhang Xiao.

His gaze earlier was like glue on Zhang Xiao's body, and when he was discovered by this little love rival, the little love rival immediately ran over to remind him that it was her mother!

Black lines appeared on Mu Chen's face.

Zhang Xiao brought Yang Xi and his son over. She was already used to Mu Ya's little domineering attitude.

Mu Chen must have told Mu Ya something, otherwise Mu Ya would not be so cautious of her father.

Using his toes to think, Zhang Xiao knew that it was related to her.

"Big brother, this is Mr. Zhong, my friend. I was waiting for you along the way, so I invited her to come take a seat." Zhang Xiao introduced Yang Xi to him, and Mu Yi nodded to Yang Xi gently, "Hello, Mr. Zhong."

"Eldest Young Master Mu, sorry to disturb you." Yang Xi was a little surprised by Mu Yi's gentle and respectful attitude towards her, it was simply not like the rumors in the outside world. She then taught Zhong Yang, "Say hello to uncle." Mu Yi was older than Mr. Zhong, so she should have addressed Mu Yi as uncle.

Zhong Yang called out to Mu Yi sensibly.

Mu Chen sneezed a few more times.

With a 'shua', everyone's gazes turned towards him.

Mu Ya blinked her eyes and tilted her head, curiously looking at her handsome father's land. Mu Chen said coldly: "I've been through some rain, I might have caught a cold." With that, he looked at Zhang Xiao.

Zhang Xiao's expression was natural, "Mr. Mu, didn't Aunt Lan boil some Jiang Tang, did you drink it?"

"Ginger soup is very spicy. I don't eat spicy dishes." The someone answered very naturally and with reason.

Zhang Xiao's face was filled with black lines.

Yang Xi wanted to laugh, but she was too polite to laugh.

"Chen, since a guest is here, let's go back to the house." Mu Yi then looked at Yang Xi, asking him politely, "Old Zhong, please take a seat inside."

Yang Xi smiled back at him.

The group returned to the house.

Zhang Xiao first fed Mu Ya some porridge.

However, Mu Ya really wanted to move her toy over for Zhong Yang to play with. Zhang Xiao had requested for her to play after he finished eating the porridge so the little guy could only eat the porridge obediently.

Zhao Ziru happened to be coming over, so she and Yang Xi were chatting in the hall, Mu Yi quietly accompanied them at the side, occasionally returning with a warm smile.

Aunt Lan had good eyesight. She immediately heated up the ginger soup that someone despised and placed it on the table again.

"Mr. Mu, drink the ginger soup." Zhang Xiao pushed the bowl of ginger soup to the front of Mu Chen and stared at him with his beautiful eyes.

Mu Chen's eyes were on his left and right, but he didn't dare meet Zhang Xiao's eyes. He whispered: "Zhang Xiao, Aunt Lan wants to spicy me to death, she let go of a lot of ginger and I can smell that it's spicy and spicy. I, you, you should know that I don't eat spicy and spicy things."

"I'm not asking you to eat spicy dishes, I'm telling you to drink ginger soup."

Eating and drinking are different.

"Spicy."

Mu Chen had decided not to drink it.

He glanced at Zhang Xiao and said happily: "You should care about me."

Zhang Xiao directly gave him a supercilious look and said seriously: "Mr. Mu, I already said that we don't talk about relationships anymore. If you don't want to catch a cold, then I will have to trouble you to drink this bowl of ginger soup." He kept sneezing. She had already caught a cold and refused to drink ginger soup. She was just waiting for a cold.

Mu Chen curled her lips, "You didn't cook it, I'm not drinking it."

Zhang Xiao was almost angered to death by him.

"Are you saying that you want to drink the wine that I've cooked?" Zhang Xiao asked in a sinister manner, causing Mu Chen's scalp to go numb. He realized that he had dug a hole and jumped into it himself, and under Zhang Xiao's gaze, the words that he had said were like spilled water, it was even difficult to take back.

Zhang Xiao turned and left, personally cooking ginger soup for him.

Mu Chen hurriedly followed her into the kitchen. He saw that she had found the bag containing the ginger and the half bag of ginger.

The more Mu Chen looked at his face, the more green it became and the number her scalp became.

Swallowing his saliva, he tried to plead for himself, "About that, about that, Zhang Xiao, do you want to go to the hospital to see Ye Qing? I'll send you there, Jiang Tang, hmm, there's no need to cook anymore, there's already a big bowl of soup outside."

Aunt Lan's ginger soup was spicy, it was definitely not spicy enough to compare to Zhang Xiao's.

"It won't take more than a few minutes to cook a bowl of ginger soup." Zhang Xiao cut the washed ginger into pieces, not giving Mu Chen the chance to get rid of it.

If he wanted to drink the ginger soup that she cooked herself, she would make it so that he wouldn't die from the pain!

Mu Chen was speechless.

Seeing Zhang Xiao constantly slicing the ginger, his face turned pale as she swallowed her saliva, "Zhang Xiao, the ginger is quite expensive.

"Mr. Mu doesn't even have the money to buy ginger?"

"... "Yes." He just thought it was too much of a waste for her to use half a bag of ginger to make ginger soup.