If you want a husband, you have to fight for it.

An even colder voice came from behind Wan Chuncao: "If you don't want to eat this meal, you don't have to."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man in front of him frowned even more.

The even colder gaze behind him also met his gaze, without any fear, and not giving an inch.

Wan Chuncao also looked back and saw Xu Muyu's cold gaze, she blinked at him.

After blinking, she turned around with a humble look, chuckled twice, twisted her fingers and said, "Dad, I'm Chuncao, your daughter-in-law."

father?

The middle-aged man's eyes were completely on Wan Chuncao's head.

Her big bright red peony is really eye-catching.

Even Yu Xiu beside her and Xu Yicheng behind her were the first to notice the flower on her head.

Such a vulgar flower, coupled with the blush on her face and the petty way she twisted her fingers, gave Xu Zhi a preliminary understanding of the "daughter-in-law" in front of him.

"Mu Yu is married."

The middle-aged man's cold, mature and emotionless voice sounded.

Xu Zhi looked down at Wan Chuncao, who was obedient and almost servile, and said in a deep voice: "You are his wife? You..."

"It's me, Dad."

Before Xu Zhi finished speaking, Wan Chuncao lowered her head, covered her mouth with one of her twisted hands, sniffed and sobbed twice: "Dad, I'm just a country girl who knows nothing, please don't scold me."

As he said this, he covered half of his face, stomped his feet, and ran back to Xu Muyu.

“……?” Xu Zhiren was stunned.

He just wanted to ask about Wan Chuncao's situation. When did he scold her?

As soon as Wan Chuncao ran back to Xu Muyu, a cold glare immediately flew towards her.

Xu Zhi was stunned again, confirming that it was indeed the gaze of his eldest son Xu Muyu.

He coughed lightly.

Yu Xiu hurriedly came out to smooth things over: "Mr. Xu, that's Chuncao. You've been away from home for business all year round and haven't seen her yet. Let's sit down first and have a good talk. We're all family, there's no need to be so formal."

This is the style of a mistress of the house.

Xu Zhi, with his hands behind his back, followed Yu Xiu to the table.

Xu Yicheng, who was behind them, said very little this time and just followed them obediently.

They came to the table and were surprised to see Xu Muyu.

Even Yu Xiu, who had seen Xu Muyu the most times, was stunned.

Xu Muyu's current appearance has changed a lot compared to what they had seen before.

His skin was no longer pale and bloodless, his gloomy brows seemed to have melted away, his thin cheeks had some flesh, and the clothes he wore no longer gave off a decayed smell.

The whole person feels alive.

Even if this vitality has not yet been fully revealed.

Xu Zhi stood there for a long time.

It was only when Yu Xiu took his arm and pushed him that he came back to his senses.

But Xu Muyu had already turned his eyes away and didn't want to see them at all.

Xu Muyu's indifferent attitude also made Xu Zhi retract his surprise. He walked to the table and sat down with a serious attitude.

The round table was very big, and Wan Chuncao, Xu Muyu and others sat together. In order to show the closeness of the family, Xu Zhi and others did not sit too far away, but sat next to them.

As soon as I sat down, I found that Guan Chuncao and Xu Muyu's chairs were close to each other, and even though the remaining three people were sitting close, there was still some distance between them.

It seems that Xu Muyu and Guan Chuncao are a couple, and these three people here are a family. The two families just happened to sit at the same table and have a meal together.

Before Xu Zhi said anything, Yu Xiu took the responsibility first: "I thought that my family hasn't had a get-together for a long time, so I wanted to book a larger private room and invite all the relatives to have some fun. I didn't expect Xiao Yu to tell me today that he doesn't like crowds."

She also said in annoyance: "It's my fault. If I had known that Xiao Yu didn't like crowds, I wouldn't have booked such a large private room to upset him. Otherwise, we should go to a smaller place. The food is already served, and we can ask the chef to cancel it first."

This is putting the blame on Xu Muyu.

It was obvious that if Xu Muyu wasn't such a loner, Yu Xiu wouldn't have gone through so much trouble, not checking out of the box early or late, and only saying he didn't like the hustle and bustle after it was booked.

Isn't this just him deliberately throwing a tantrum and looking down on others?

As expected, Xu Zhi snorted, "Humph, married people still haven't improved their tempers."

Before Wan Chuncao and Xu Muyu got into trouble, Yu Xiu pulled Xu Zhi's arm to calm him down: "As long as Xiaoyu likes it, it's fine. I don't mind it. It was my fault this time. Next time, I will listen to Xiaoyu and won't make Xiaoyu angry again. Don't blame him."

Xu Zhi snorted again: "You are the only one who spoils him like this."

Just as I finished humming, there was a knock on the door and the waiter asked if he could serve the food.

Xu Zhi waved his hand.

The waiter bowed and went out again.

In the short gap between the door opening and closing, Wan Chuncao glanced at Xu Muyu beside her.

All I saw was his face getting colder.

He is still the same, never explaining anything.

Guan Chuncao looked towards Yu Xiu and the others again.

Only when they sat there did she see Xu Zhi's appearance clearly.

The middle-aged man in the business world was not fat at all and had a well-proportioned body. If it were not for the fine lines at the corners of his eyes, it would be hard to tell his age with his elegant face.

It's just that his eyes are always scrutinizing, and he is used to being flattered and has an arrogance that can't be wiped away. But because of his good looks, this arrogance is not too obvious, but adds a sense of pride to him, making it difficult for people to look him in the eye.

On his left sat Yu Xiu, still the image of a wealthy lady who loved dressing up and doing beauty treatments. Her overly skin-care face was still reflecting the moisture. She had just been holding a brand-name bag in her hand, which looked so expensive but did not even hurt her hand.

Wan Chuncao looked at her for a while before she saw that the hand without the bag was wrapped with two rounds of gauze. Regardless of whether it was serious or not, she could pour water with that hand just fine.

Sitting on Xu Zhi’s right was Xu Yicheng from last night.

He was tall and had a sunny look, but that was it.

Wan Chuncao was too lazy to look at him.

However, he was very interested in Wan Chuncao and stared at her several times.

"I've seen your show on the eight o'clock show."

Quietly scanning the crowd, Wan Chuncao took the opportunity to serve tea to Xu Muyu and whispered in his ear, "An unkind father, a gossipy stepmother, and a second brother who had a stroke. This is definitely a ratings explosion point."

"If I continue to act like this, I might be your father's biological daughter who was left behind. It turns out that we are actually siblings."

"Then our union would be truly outrageous!"

"Listen, is there still thunder outside?"

There was no thunder outside. She was just saying that to tease him.

Xu Muyu's cold eyes finally subsided a little, and he said to her, "I'm fine."

Wan Chuncao poured him a glass of water, shielded those people with her body and whispered: "If you are fine, then fight back. You can't do anything else with your mouth except kissing me, right? People have said that to you, and you still don't say a word."

Xu Muyu curled the corners of his mouth.

Wan Chuncao kicked his leg from below.

They were whispering something here, but their voices were so soft that I couldn't hear anything. All I could see was Wan Chuncao kneeling beside Xu Muyu and serving him.

She bent her waist so deeply, spoke so softly, and moved her hands so cautiously, just like a young wife.

A woman who is not worthy of being in a noble household and has no sense. Even though Xu's ancestors for three generations were farmers, they had never married such an indecent peasant woman.

Before the dishes were served, Xu Zhi picked up the teacup and said coldly to Wan Chuncao: "You are Mu Yu's wife."

"Correct."

When Wan Chuncao heard Xu Zhi's voice, she seemed to be frightened and suddenly became flustered. She almost spilled the water cup in her hand and hit the table with a loud bang before she bent down and stood up.

Her voice was just as humble: "Yes, Dad, I am my husband's wife. You asked me that just now."

Xu Muyu frowned and wanted to speak, but Wan Chuncao kicked him several times from below and he finally stopped talking.

I asked this question just now.

Did she mean that he had a bad memory?

Xu Zhi frowned unhappily and asked again: "What's your name?"