Chapter 12: Empty

Luo Xiangyu's figure standing at the door of the bedroom paused slightly, and seemed to hear the sound of crying from inside the room, he inexplicably felt that the irritability in his heart had risen several degrees, and he couldn't help but want to smoke a cigarette to calm down, and after exhaling a deep breath of turbidity, he shook his head and turned to leave.

And just after he could take a step, Mu turned his wheelchair slightly and came out of the side, his eyebrows and eyes seemed to be full of blades, his face was as black as charcoal, and the soft smile that had been hanging on the corner of his mouth was cold, like a death row prisoner who wielded a knife and killed everything.

She took a deep breath, turned her head to look at Mu Shaohan's bedroom door, and had an inexplicable thought in her heart, I don't know why, she couldn't see through Luo Xiangyu's behavior, if it was two years ago, this man would not have been able to look at that slut at all.

But what went wrong now, Mu Weiwei grabbed the hem of his clothes fiercely, his eyes were so cruel that he seemed to suddenly burst out of poison, he must have not come back for two years, so that Mu Shaohan and the slut took advantage of it, it must be.

She must drive that woman out, so that Mu Shaohan will never come back, and there will never be a way to appear in front of Luo Xiangyu, so that the slut will roll as far as possible.

Mu moved his wheelchair forward slightly, paused slightly when he passed by the door of Mu Shaohan's room, but he still didn't go in after all, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously hooked a smile, and continued to move forward.

And Mu Shaohan, who was still staying in the bedroom and couldn't stop crying, didn't feel the ethereal sound of a wheelchair at the door, her thoughts still remained in her miserable life, and she didn't come back to her senses at all.

After crying all morning, Mu Shaohan was so tired that she fell asleep in a daze on the bed, and slept straight into the evening, and when she woke up, she found that the sun had set in the west, and it was about to set, and a glow was reflected in the sky, which was a little amazing, she shook her head slowly, and then smiled bitterly, no matter how beautiful it is, it is fleeting after all.

When she was about to wash up, she heard her stomach rumbling twice, and then she remembered that she had not eaten a drop of water or rice from morning to now, and she should be hungry.

After taking care of herself in the bathroom to make herself not look too white, Mu Shaohan opened the bedroom door and went downstairs, she actually didn't want to see Li Tingting and Mu Weiwei at all, that person, but thinking that it was impossible to be hungry forever, she could only go downstairs.

Who knew that there was silence downstairs, and all the people who were supposed to be reunited for dinner were gone, only the lights left in the living room were unpleasantly dazzling, and a servant walked by in the distance, as if she wanted to take a detour, but finally stopped and said hello slightly: "Miss." ”

Mu Shaohan frowned, thought about it, and still asked, "Don't you need to prepare dinner?" Where have all the people gone? ”

The servant seemed to feel a little funny and a little ridiculous, but Xiao He's incident happened in the morning, if it happened again, the clear-eyed person could see that it was pretending, not to mention that she couldn't make the decision for her now, so she didn't feel embarrassed, but replied honestly: "Mr. Luo took the second lady and the old lady to dine out, so I won't prepare dinner at home tonight." ”

After a pause, the servant seemed to remember something and exclaimed, then raised his eyes to look at the person in front of him, and said a little weakly: "I'm sorry Miss, we forgot that you are still at home, and we didn't prepare anything for a while, but you didn't come downstairs all day, and you didn't eat lunch, we all thought you didn't need to eat at home." ”

Mu Shaohan looked at this servant's expression and knew what the hell she was actually fighting, if she only had that soft and weak demeanor, she would have believed it, but the calculating look in this person's eyes was quickly captured by herself.

Mu Shaohan smiled bitterly in his heart, where did he forget, it was clear that he didn't treat himself as a member of the Mu family, so he didn't need to prepare dinner, not to mention that this servant was blaming himself inside and out, blaming that if it wasn't for the fact that he didn't come downstairs to eat at noon, they wouldn't have forgotten.

"Go down, I'll go to the kitchen and see for myself." Mu Shaohan said in a low voice, what can she do? Is it necessary to beat and scold this servant? Isn't she exactly the same as Mu Weiwei?

She smiled helplessly and bitterly, barely reluctantly reluctantly, thinking that in the two years she was in the Luo family, in order to make Luo Xiangyu happy, she had learned a good craft, and she would not starve to death at this time.

Mu Shaohan walked to the kitchen, and when she opened the refrigerator, she found that there were few ingredients in it, and the corners of her mouth gently pulled out a smile, looking lonely and lonely.

But Fang Fang's hungry stomach seemed to be blocked by something at this time, she didn't feel hungry at all, but had a strong sense of nausea, looked down at the fried rice that had not eaten two bites, she frowned shallowly, and was about to pour it out, but a servant passed by on the side, it was the Xiao He in the morning.

Xiao He showed an abrupt sense of fear when he saw her, shrunk his neck, and then said softly: "Miss, Madame has always taught us not to waste things at will, if you pour out such a bowl of fried rice, if Madame finds out, we will definitely be the ones who suffer." ”

Mu Shaohan didn't have a good impression of this Xiao He, but looking at the relatively young age of the person in front of her, and then thinking of her stepmother's vicious face, she couldn't help but feel a little soft-hearted, and after exhaling deeply, she lowered her voice and said, "I didn't say I was going to pour it out." ”

But she didn't eat anymore, she just picked up the bowl and thought about going back to the room, she couldn't pour it and put it away, and when she remembered it, she could eat it again, anyway, after all these years, she didn't eat less leftovers or something.

Xiao He looked at her back walking towards the stairs and felt a little pity inexplicably, where are there any rules that can't be poured down, she just saw Mu Shaohan with a look of can't eat when she passed by, so she thought about making up a lie, and if she could see her 'eldest lady' eating and vomiting?

It's just that after all, it's a pity that he didn't get his wish, Xiao He sighed, turned around and left.

After Mu Shaohan returned to the room, he put the fried rice on the table casually, and the whole person looked a little tired, so he lay down on the bed and slowly emptied his thoughts, slowly recalling that the conversation with his father in the study in the morning had been suddenly introduced by Li Tingting.

She had an extremely bad premonition in her heart, as if something that belonged to her was about to be taken away, and she inexplicably felt a palpitation.