A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

Chapter 1464 Bedside Fight and Bed Placement

Zhuang Shiyuan had taken Third Madam's words to heart, but the topic was interrupted by Seventeen and Zhuang Laoyao, which eased Mu Ning's initial embarrassment, and she continued eating. Hearing Zhuang Shiyuan's question, Mu Ning paused, looking at him with a somewhat aggrieved expression.

"I don't think I'm full..."

"Hahaha...hahaha..."

Before Mu Xiaoniu's words had even faded, Zhuang Shijue slammed his fist on the table and burst into laughter, almost spitting out his food. He was laughing like a madman, completely overjoyed.

Mu Xiaoniu's face turned green. Zhuang Shiyuan looked coldly at Zhuang Shijue, who immediately waved his hand, offering a completely insincere apology, "Well, haha... I'm really sorry, I just couldn't help myself... haha, haha... Big brother, please don't use that knife on me again, I can't take it..."

He laughed, kept laughing, slapped the table, stomped his feet, stood up, clutched his stomach, and laughed hysterically.

"No way, I'm going out to calm down, hahaha..."

Before his mother could unleash her fury, Zhuang Shijue hurried outside. He stopped at the door, turned back, and said, "Fatty, you're still not full after one meat dish, three vegetable dishes, and two large bowls of rice! You really are a glutton! With your size, you'd better watch out tonight, lest you crush my older brother..."

Mu Ning bit her lip and buried her head, a habitual action she took when she was upset. If she couldn't argue, she would bury her head, remain motionless and silent, like an ostrich, and then continue chatting and laughing after the matter was over.

Zhuang Shiyuan stood up angrily. When Zhuang Shijue saw his boss's action, he thought, "What are you still laughing about? I'd better make a run for it."

"Can't hit it! Can't hit it!" Zhuang Shijue shouted as he ran out, looking incredibly carefree. He even looked back as he ran out the door to make sure no one was chasing him before shouting, "Boss Zhuang, don't think you're so tough just because you can throw a few knives. Wait till I get a gun back, then we'll have a contest to see if your knife is faster or my gun is faster!"

"Zhuang Shijue!"

Upon hearing his mother's angry voice, Zhuang Shijue immediately shut up, covered his ears, and ran outside.

The moment Zhuang Shiyuan stood up, Mu Ning grabbed his hand tightly. With Mu Ning's strength at that moment, she was certainly able to hold Zhuang Shiyuan back.

"What are you going to do now?" Mu Ning asked urgently, her tone somewhat harsh because it came out of her mouth.

Zhuang Shiyuan looked at her with an almost indifferent gaze, "So protective of him? Hmm?"

"..." Mu Ning was speechless. What was wrong with this person?

Let go of his hand. "Then go after him. Just make sure you catch up, but don't fall down after taking a couple of steps!"

Zhuang Shiyuan's face darkened, while Mu Ning continued to chatter, "Walking is already a problem, and you still want to run? Don't overestimate yourself. You're not the same as before."

Zhuang Shiyuan's face was dark and ugly. Just then, someone outside threatened to use a gun to compete with him in knife speed. His face twisted in pain for a moment. Fortunately, the third wife shouted to stop Zhuang Laoyao. But even though Zhuang Laoyao left the house, the influence left by that guy continued.

"Mu Ning, can't we talk this out properly?" Huo Yan interrupted.

He glanced at Mu Ning. This girl had a good temper, but she was too tactless. He hadn't noticed this problem before, when his son wasn't involved. But after only a few days, the problem had surfaced. The advantage of being so informal was that she was easy to get along with, but the downside was that she would take advantage of him.

From Huo Yan's perspective, Mu Ning had clearly gone too far. How could she say such things to Shi Yuan? And what kind of attitude was that? Who was Shi Yuan so angry about? How could she be so ungrateful and inconsiderate?

From Mu Ning's perspective, she and Zhuang Shiyuan are lovers, so she can say whatever she wants. Is there anything she shouldn't say about their relationship? Besides, is what she said wrong?

Seventeen looked at her mother, then at Zhuang Shiyuan and Mu Ning, and put down her chopsticks. "Can't we just eat in peace? Can't we stop arguing every time we eat?"

None of them are mean-spirited or petty people, so why do they suddenly all dislike each other?

Huo Yan glanced at her daughter, Seventeen, who sighed and lowered her voice, "Mom, are you going to say you have no appetite and don't want to eat again?"

Actually, the most stingy person in the family is the mother, which makes all three of her children afraid to talk to her, for fear that a single wrong word will hurt her fragile heart.

Huo Yan hesitated for a long time before finally speaking, "Shut up! Eat your food."

Seventeen then laughed, melting the stiff atmosphere at the dinner table: "Alright, alright, don't ruin everyone's mood over a scoundrel. Mu Ning, are you still hungry and want more rice?"

Mu Ning forced a smile and shook her head, "No, I'm actually already stuffed." She just didn't feel full, just like a meat lover who hasn't had any oily food for a week.

"Isn't Shiyuan going to eat? You need to eat more," Seventeen said earnestly. "You're so weak, and Mom is looking forward to your wedding at the end of the year. I really hope you can recover your health in these next few months. Even if you can't go back to being as handsome as before, at least half of it should be back. Look how thin you are now, you won't look good in your wedding photos. If you take wedding photos now, you'll be disgusted with yourself a year from now, because you'll definitely be more handsome than before. Before, you were just a pretty young man, but a year from now, you'll be a truly upright and strong man."

Seventeen was originally speaking to Zhuang Shiyuan, but Mu Ning suddenly laughed out loud and said, "Zhuang Shiyuan has never been a handsome young man..."

Zhuang Shiyuan turned his head and glared at her coldly, but there was indulgence in his eyes.

When couples argue, they say things like "hitting is a sign of affection" or "scolding is a sign of love." So, can family members really get involved?

The couple used to fight in bed and then make up before they even got to the bottom of things. But when family and friends got involved, before the situation was even cleared up, the couple had already made up.

But Huo Yan wasn't being mean-spirited. All mothers are the same; they love their sons dearly and always hope that their future daughters-in-law will be obedient to their sons and take good care of them. But at this point, mothers often forget how they themselves treated their husbands when they were young.

Mu Ning nudged Zhuang Shiyuan with her elbow, "Listen to your seventeenth sister and eat a little more."

Zhuang Shiyuan then sat down and, after a long pause, finally managed to utter a single word: "The food is cold."

"Okay, coming right away!" Mu Ning immediately took his rice bowl to the kitchen. "There's hot soup. Should we make hot soup or refill the rice? There's not much rice left. Auntie and the others probably won't have enough to eat later..."

The auntie in the dining room quickly ran into the kitchen, repeatedly saying that it was alright, there was plenty of food, and they should just reload the dishes.

Mu Ning was talking to her aunt. The Zhuang family treated their servants very well, but no one was as good as Mu Ning, who even considered their food. So, Mu Ning was quite popular in the Zhuang family.