In the past, he might have been perplexed by these almost identical smiles, but now he was clear about who he truly loved in his heart.
“Yun, En En told me about the time you first rode a horse and were thrown off, tumbling head over heels into a pile of hay,” Shao Yihe imagined his embarrassing appearance and couldn’t help but laugh until she cried.
“Who told En En about this?” Mu Yun felt utterly mortified. This incident happened when he was in his teens, and En En couldn’t possibly have known about it unless—someone had told her!
He quickly turned his head and glared at Yan Zeng, certain that he was the culprit!
Yan Zeng looked completely innocent, shrugging his shoulders and continuing to sip his cocktail.
After marriage and his wife’s training, he, who had always been serious and dull, was becoming more and more understanding of humor. He even knew how to expose embarrassing family secrets to bring a smile to his wife’s face.
Mu Yun was so angry he almost suffered internal injury, vowing to go home and think of several basketfuls of jokes to make his wife happy.
“How annoying!” Yuan Zuya, wild and unrestrained by nature, strode into the room, pulled up a chair and sat down with a thump. Then, as if he hadn’t eaten for a long time, he boldly piled a large amount of food onto his plate and began to devour it.
“You look like you’ve just returned from a refugee camp, as if you haven’t eaten for half a month!” Feng Jinpei gave him a sideways glance and coldly mocked him.
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