Chapter 8: The Possession of the Drama Spirit
Su Zile was a little embarrassed, and sat down on Su's mother's side, and then sat down with another warm body at the root of his thigh, and Su Zile glared at Mu Ye angrily.
Mu Ye smiled gently, blatantly held her hand, took out the tissue in her hand, and gently wiped the corners of her eyes: "It's all my fault, I should have brought Lele to see my mother earlier." ”
Hearing Lele call out of his mouth, Su Zile couldn't help but tremble, indescribably weird.
"Don't get together like a self-review meeting, it's still early to criticize, let's eat, eat." Old Man Mu smiled and played the round field, looking at the talented and beautiful two people with satisfaction.
"Also, if you want me to say that you have to hurry up in everything, it's not that you are young, while we still have energy, when will we create a big fat grandson, and when I am old, I can't take it anymore." Mu Ye's actions were very much in line with Su's mother's intentions, she looked at her son-in-law who was a talent, and the more she looked at it, the more satisfied she became, and she couldn't help but quip.
Su Zile's face turned red when she heard this, she wanted to take this opportunity to propose a divorce, but seeing that the atmosphere was so harmonious at this time, she couldn't spit out a word.
Mu Ye glanced at her and deliberately rubbed her hand, feeling the delicate touch.
He squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Regarding this matter, Lele and I are working hard, you can wait." ”
Mu Ye's words were tantamount to Su Mu's source of happiness, and her smiling eyes narrowed into a slit.
Seeing Su Zile's blushing appearance, he deliberately left the space for the little couple, so he deliberately chatted with Old Man Mu about the previous topic.
Old Man Mu blinked, and soon cooperated, and the more the two chatted, the more lively they became.
Su Zile waited until everyone's attention was not on him, and hurriedly pulled out his hand.
Su Zile looked at the happy appearance in front of him, and didn't want to interrupt. As a son, I can't resist the smile of my parents, which is a blessing from the heart.
But I also know that if I don't file for divorce at this time, I'm afraid I won't have a chance.
"Ahem, that, I have something to say," Su Zile interrupted the conversation between the two abruptly, but the two did not show the slightest displeasure and looked at her with a smile.
Su Zile slowed down, reluctant to look directly into the eyes of the two: "Mu Ye and I are planning to divorce." ”
As soon as the words fell, the second elder's expression became stunned.
Mu Ye immediately held her hand, clenched it tightly, and said affectionately: "Lele, I know it's my fault, don't be so impulsive, we still have a chance." ”
Su Zile looked at Mu Ye with an affectionate face, and surprise flashed in his eyes.
"No, you're not wrong, it's just that we're not suitable, and we don't have a chance." She pulled her hand out hard, goosebumps on her spine.
"Lele, I know you're still angry with me," Mu Ye's expression suddenly withered, aggrieved, "Those things before were all misunderstandings, I only have a cooperative relationship with Wan Jia, and I have nothing else to do with Wan Xinxin, I am really wholeheartedly devoted to you, since you don't like her, then I will never pay attention to her in the future, you forgive me this time." ”
Mu Ye's emotions were in place, his words were gentle and considerate, and the appearance of stretching out his hand to touch Su Zile but not daring to touch it suddenly made Su Mu feel emotional.
"Lele, what's the matter with you?" Seeing her son-in-law's aggrieved appearance, Su's mother couldn't help but speak for him, "It's not easy for Mu Ye to fight outside, scandals and rumors can't be trusted, you have to believe in Mu Ye, a good boy." ”
Good boy? Su Zile resisted the urge to beat people and turned his head towards Mu Ye. Mu Ye looked at her innocently, and anyone who didn't know the truth would definitely be deceived by his expression.
Possessed by a drama spirit! Neurotic! Need to give you an Oscar?!