The air pressure in the living room suddenly dropped.
Linda forced a smile. Her small hand gently clasped Jin Hui's large one. While trying to pry his hand open, she softly explained, "I just happened to hear his name on the set. I don't know him."
Jin Hui stared intently at her.
His heart was pounding rapidly. Linda forcefully pried his hand open and placed it on her thigh. "The woman Meng Nianchu I just told you about is his wife. You don't know how she bullied me just because her husband is Mu Junze. If it weren't for your special status, I might have even mentioned your name back then."
"Brother Hui, I really don't know Mu Junze. I just asked casually. I didn't expect Mu Junze to go to the warehouse either. He also knows Li An."
Right, why would Mu Junze go there!
Linda just couldn't figure this out. How could Mu Junze and Li An have such a deep friendship that Mu Junze would rush to the warehouse in person to save him? How could he possibly go!
Moreover, he got injured!
If it weren't for the fact that she had to deceive Jin Hui and couldn't leave at this moment, she would surely rush to Mu Junze's company to see how his wound was.
Although she thought this way in her heart, on the surface, she still pretended to be tender and affectionate.
Jin Hui stared deeply at her for two seconds. Seeing no sign of her lying, he retracted his hand and put his arm around her neck, forcefully pulling her into his embrace. "You'd better think so. If I find out you're lying to me, I won't spare you."
"How could I lie to Brother Hui?"
Gao Da was good at reading the situation. Seeing that Jin Hui's expression had improved, he then continued appropriately, "If Mu Junze successfully expands into the US market, it will be very dangerous for us. We've fought against him before. This man is full of tricks and hard to deal with."
Jin Hui pondered for a few seconds. Then he said in a deep voice, "Keep sending people to keep a close eye on Mu Junze. If he makes any further moves, tell me immediately."
"Also, find a way to contact the boss of that US - listed company. How can I miss out on such a good project?" A sly look flashed across his fat face. Just as the tall man was about to leave, he suddenly called out, "And keep an eye on his wife, Meng Nianchu."
"Okay."
The tall man responded and quickly walked out of the villa to do what he was told.
Linda leaned in Jin Hui's arms, but she couldn't feel happy at all. She knew better than anyone what kind of methods Jin Hui had. If Jin Hui really went against Mu Junze, in terms of insidiousness, Mu Junze would surely be no match for him.
Then what would happen...
Linda was worried about Mu Junze's future situation. At this moment, Mu Junze was indulging in Meng Nianchu's tender love.
Meng Nianchu carefully tore off the bandage on Mu Junze's arm. Then she took out the ointment prepared by the doctor and gently applied it to his wound.
Even though she had done this once before, she still felt a little scared when she saw the bloody mess on his arm.
She blew cool air on Mu Junze's wound and gently applied the ointment little by little.
Mu Junze looked down at Meng Nianchu with a tender expression. He lifted his left hand and ruffled her hair.
Afraid that she might hurt Mu Junze if she was distracted, Meng Nianchu quickly shook her head. "Don't move. I might hurt you."
After that, Mu Junze really didn't move his hand.
After carefully wrapping the bandage, Meng Nianchu let out a long sigh of relief. She stared at Mu Junze's wound and gently stroked the area around it with a pitying look in her eyes.
"Don't let something like this happen again."
Mu Junze couldn't hold back his inner agitation and reached out to hug her.
Meng Nianchu nestled her head into his embrace.
The atmosphere around them gradually became ambiguous. Mu Junze's big hand started to wander on Meng Nianchu's body and became a bit unruly.
At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open.
Meng Nianchu turned to look.
Meng's mother, who had pushed the door open, saw their ambiguous posture and quickly closed the door. "Hurry downstairs for dinner."
"Got it."
Meng Nianchu stood up and walked out.
When she reached the door, Mu Junze suddenly grabbed her arm and pinned her against the wall. His thin lips domineeringly kissed her red lips.
After the kiss ended, they stared at each other, gasping for air.
Meng Nianchu's cheeks were blushing. "Let's go downstairs for dinner."
Mu Junze suppressed his physical desire and covered Meng Nianchu's bright star - like eyes in his arms. He let out a soft grunt.
When they went downstairs, their expressions were different.
Meng's mother pretended not to see and just took the bowls and chopsticks and placed them on the table.
The child was sleeping on the sofa. Meng Nianchu walked over to take a look at him before sitting down on the chair.
The three of them buried their heads in eating. Somehow, the atmosphere felt a bit awkward.
Meng Nianchu was the first to speak. "During this period, Junze's arm is injured, but he still has to deal with work. So, dear mom, could you please take care of Sheng Nan more?"
"You're so polite to me, child. It's only natural for me to take care of my precious grandson." After Meng Nianchu said this, the atmosphere immediately eased a lot.
Suddenly, Meng's mother remembered that there was still chicken soup boiling in the kitchen. She quickly ran to the kitchen.
Maybe Meng's mother lifted the lid. The rich smell of chicken soup drifted from the kitchen to the living room. Meng Nianchu enthusiastically complimented, "It smells so good!"
Mu Junze poked her arm.
"Feed me," he said, tilting his chin towards the congee in front of him.
Meng Nianchu squinted her eyes.
Mu Junze seemed to see through what she was thinking and simply said, "My arm is injured. It's inconvenient."
"What about your left hand?"
"I'm lazy."
He said it so brazenly!
Meng Nianchu twitched the corner of her mouth.
But in the end, because she felt sorry for Mu Junze's injury, she picked up Mu Junze's porcelain bowl and fed him. Meng's mother, who was about to come out of the kitchen with the chicken soup, saw this scene and quietly retreated back into the kitchen.
She didn't come out until Meng Nianchu had finished feeding Mu Junze. She pretended not to see and quickly started eating her own meal. She just wanted to finish eating quickly so that she could take her grandson back to the old mansion and stop being a third wheel here.
Even though his arm was injured, Mu Junze still had to work. In the evening, after Meng's mother finished tidying up the bowls and chopsticks and left Shangting, Mu Junze plunged into the study to deal with work.
The Mu Junze who said he couldn't eat by himself was quite dexterous with both hands when it came to work. But as soon as he saw Meng Nianchu, he would act like he couldn't do anything and needed someone to take care of him.
Meng Nianchu walked into the study with a cup of warm milk. Mu Junze, who had been flipping through documents, immediately pretended to be weak. When he saw Meng Nianchu put the warm milk on the table, he said, "I can't drink it by myself."
Knowing that he was acting coquettishly, Meng Nianchu tried hard not to laugh. She picked up the milk again. Just as she did, suddenly a strong force came, and she was pulled onto Mu Junze's lap.