I Am The Sister-in-Law of The Male Owner (MTL) [COMPLETED]

74. Birthday

Mu Mingtang snapped his hand indignantly and was about to say something, which was cut off by Xie Xuanchen: "We are discussing the business now, don't think about the messy things. Do you want to stay at home or go outside? Where do you want to go, I will let People packed the venue."

Mu Mingtang stared at Xie Xuanchen with a cold face. In front of so many people, Xie Xuanchen was very able to bend and stretch. He immediately appeared in a weak and innocent look, and even coughed weakly.

Mu Mingtang was originally angry and laughed at seeing him like this. She rolled her eyes angrily and said, "Sit well, don't pretend to be sick."

"I don't know what's wrong with the headache, but I still feel weak." Xie Xuanchen finally understands why the harem concubine likes to be sick. He now finds this excuse very useful. Xie Xuanchen leaned back on Mu Mingtang and said, "I'm sick, you're still murdering me."

Mu Mingtang wanted to push him away, but Xie Xuanchen was sticking like brown sugar and couldn't get rid of it. Mu Mingtang grinded her teeth silently, she was originally worried that Xie Xuanchen was really uncomfortable, but look at this degree of flexibility, this can be called sick?

Mu Mingtang snorted softly, and did not buy Xie Xuanchen's account: "The wicked will complain first. Be pretend to be sick, and I won't eat your set."

"No, I can't get a headache." Xie Xuanchen's forehead rested on Mu Mingtang's shoulder, and his voice was muffled. "Hurry up and say how you want to spend your birthday. Help me divert my attention, otherwise I won't get up."

The costume is quite complete. Mu Mingtang didn't want to care about him at all, but she couldn't push it away, and she didn't want to really pull her face down. She could only sigh slightly and said, "No need to do it, it's not the whole birthday.

The weak Xie Xuanchen raised his head and blurted out, "How do you do that?"

Mu Mingtang looked at him indifferently: "Have you got a headache?"

Xie Xuanchen said very conservatively: "It's not completely good. What's wrong with you, why don't you want to do it?"

"It's nothing." Mu Mingtang's words weren't really grumbling. She said, "Although the birthday is no different, it is a good day after all. On a good day, I don't want to stay with those people, listen to them to say something Fake fake words. I'm tired, and they may not be sincere."

It is too. Xie Xuanchen understood, and asked: "Then we will not call others, only by ourselves. What do you want to do on your birthday?"

Mu Mingtang thought about it for a long time, and found that he now lacks everything, and what he wants can be realized immediately, not to mention any birthday wishes. She thought about it for a while and said, "There is nothing special... If I have to say one item, I want to continue to brew the birthday wine. Father and mother helped me bury the wine, and it has become a routine in the family. The war was interrupted before. After two years, it is now stable and can be picked up."

After Mu Mingtang finished his speech, he sighed with regret: "It's a pity that the Beijing teacher has no begonia. Even if he made wine this year, he can't be buried under the begonia tree."

In the spring of spring, Mu Mingtang went to the garden to see it. Although the palace was full of exotic flowers and weeds, there were not many begonias. There are only two begonia trees. One has not germinated this year, and most of them have died. The other has not been taken care of for many years and has become dying.

Xie Xuanchen heard this, his eyebrows moved slightly, but said nothing.

In addition to Mrs. Zhu's invitation, Mu Mingtang has always ignored other people's posts. The spring scene outside the window became more and more lively, and it soon reached the first day of April.