As soon as I arrived at the door of the villa, a servant came to greet me.

"Young master, young grandmother, you are back."

Young grandma? Wei Muxi's heart throbbed, not to mention that she had forgotten, she was already married, and the groom was Ouyang Mo instead of Murong Yan.

Wei Muxi was about to return to her room, which was the guest room that Ouyang Mo had prepared for her before.

"Mu Xi." Ouyang Mo stopped her.

"Is there anything wrong with you?" Her expression was very indifferent.

"All your stuff has been moved to the master bedroom."

The master bedroom? Of course, Wei Muxi knew that it was Ouyang Mo's room, but she still walked towards the guest room.

"Then please move me back again!"

Ouyang Mo stared at her back, his hands hanging weakly on his sides, although he had small expectations, Wei Muxi was very ruthless, and he didn't give him any hope, even so, he still wouldn't let go.

When Wei Muxi came out of the shower, he found Ouyang Mo sitting on the sofa.

She frowned and asked him, "Why are you coming to my room?" ”

"Muxi, let's talk."

The lights were very dim, and Ouyang Mo's voice looked very weak and pitiful in this night, but Wei Muxi didn't pity him, although she looked weak, she could definitely make you feel desperate if she was ruthless.

"Okay. What do you want to talk about? ”

"We're already husband and wife, and I hope you can try to accept me."

"No way, at least not yet."

"I know that you blame me for marrying you while others are in danger, but even if you don't marry me, it is impossible for you and Murong Yan to marry."

Wei Muxi looked at him, "What do you mean by that?" ”

Ouyang Mo realized that he had slipped out, and he promised Murong Qing not to tell anyone.

"It's not interesting, it's just that you don't have a gut feeling that you won't make it to the end."

Wei Muxi smiled self-deprecatingly, "Isn't it accurate?" Now I am from your Ouyang family. ”

"Mu Xi."

"I'm tired and want to rest, let's go!" Wei Muxi ruthlessly ordered the eviction of customers.

Ouyang Mo sighed and left.

In addition to visiting his parents in the hospital, Wei Muxi locked himself in his room to paint, and the food was also delivered to the room by the maid. When Ouyang Mo went to her room to see her after work, she was always concentrating on painting, although Ouyang Mo wanted to talk to her, he couldn't bear to disturb and beat her, so he had to leave the room gently.

When the slight sound of the door closing, the pen in Wei Muxi's hand paused, she knew that he had been here, and she had always known it.

When Wei Shuquan and Mrs. Wei were already able to be discharged from the hospital, Ouyang Mo took the two elders to their home, and Wei Muxi's face showed a long-lost smile. Ouyang Mo prepared a large table of dishes to celebrate their discharge.

"Dad, I have something for you."

Wei Shuquan asked, "What is it?" ”

Ouyang Mo clapped his hands, and the bodyguard came in with a large box.

"Open it and take a look!"

Wei Shuquan opened it and looked at it, so excited that he couldn't speak, because it was the calligraphy and paintings he had stolen that were lying inside, he was already dead, but he didn't expect these treasures to come back to him one day.

"How did you get it back?" Wei Shuquan asked excitedly.

"This explanation, one or two sentences are not clear, the most important thing is that it has been recovered, and you can rest assured."

Wei Shuquan touched his precious calligraphy and paintings, and couldn't hide his gratitude to Ouyang Mo.

"Mom, I also have a gift for you."

Ouyang Mo gave Mrs. Wei a few cheongsams sewn by hand, the best materials, and the Su embroidery on them was also lifelike, Mrs. Wei smiled and looked very happy.