Mu Xiao quickly remembered that it was the woman's voice last night!

"I'm Chu Shaochen's wife, please let him answer the phone." Mu Xiao's voice was unconsciously indifferent.

"Oh, he doesn't have your number in his address book, so I don't know it's you, Shao Chen and I will be home soon, let's go back and talk about it if I have something to say."

They simply hung up the phone.

This is the second day of her and Shao Chen's wedding, is the arrogant third party going to enter the house?

"Shao Chen will not come back for dinner?"

Yan Fenfang's lukewarm voice came, and Mu Xiao put the phone in his pocket uneasily:

"He'll be back soon."

Sure enough, within five minutes, Chu Shaochen's figure appeared at the door, and on his right-hand side, a beautiful woman in a black winter dress was supporting him.

It turned out to be her!

This recently emerging pure jade actress movie star, Anya Rong.

Chu Shaochen was obviously drunk, his right arm was on An Yarong's neck, and An Yarong's soft left arm was around his waist.

"Shao Chen is in a bad mood today and has drunk a lot of wine."

An Yarong looked at Mu Xiao, and her watery eyes revealed a kind of affection.

This is a kind of rejection, a kind of hostility, a hatred and resentment that can only be found between rivals in love.

Mu Xiao actually understood it, and she smiled silently:

"Miss Mu, thank you for helping my husband back."

deliberately emphasized the word "husband" very seriously, just to let people understand that her husband is not wanted to be snatched away by others.

An Yarong's beautiful little face was slightly distorted, and she cleverly covered up a kind of affection, and her delicate voice revealed obvious grievances:

"Mu Xiao, I'm sorry, I'm ...... I didn't consider that this could easily lead to misunderstandings. ”

Her words were so pitiful, gentle and beautiful, but Mu Xiao just caught the hint of joy in her eyes.

"Miss An, don't be so polite, my man will be supported by me." Mu Xiao smiled indifferently, and walked forward without looking back as he grabbed Chu Shaochen's left arm in An Yarong's aggrieved gaze.

"Sister Rongrong ......"

Chu Xiaoran dropped her phone, glanced at Mu Xiao who was passing by, and affectionately grabbed An Yarong's lotus arm: "Sister Rongrong, you haven't come to my house for almost a month, I miss you to death." ”

"Yes, Rongrong, have you had dinner? Let's eat with us and go back. Yan Fenfang also greeted him, with a kind smile on her face.

"That's not good......"

An Yarong smiled stiffly, not knowing whether it was intentional or unintentional, her timid gaze happened to Mu Xiao at this moment.

Yan Fenfang glanced at Mu Xiao from behind: "Hey, leave her alone, she's a little girl, can a person of your status still have to deal with someone like her?" ”

An Yarong pursed her mouth softly: "Even if that's the case, it's Uncle Chu...... He doesn't like to see me. ”

"Don't worry, my dad went to play chess with Uncle Zhou, and he won't go home for dinner tonight, Sister Rongrong, my dad is a dead eye, otherwise if the person who marries my brother is you, how good our family should be......"

The three people behind him were talking and laughing, but Mu Xiao felt a chill on his back.

The fact that the junior came to the door and was so warmly welcomed by her mother-in-law and sister-in-law, who have always crowded her everywhere, made her feel cold.

Since Chu Shaochen loves An Yarong, and Yan Fenfang and Chu Xiaoran also like her, he should marry An Yarong, why did he still agree to marry her?

If it weren't for his personal consent, the marriage matter is not something that anyone can force