"I asked you to buy some things before, did you buy them all? If so, send me the bill."
He looked like he was talking about business, which made Tang Muzhi feel a little uncomfortable, but he looked calm and shook his head: "No, I just bought some daily necessities. I don't have much money. I can afford it myself."
"Aren't you going to add some decorations to the house?" He handed her a card as he said, "Keep this card. From now on, all household expenses will come from this card. Every month On the 1st, I will transfer the money to it, and I will send the password to your mobile phone shortly, but to be on the safe side, it is better for you to remember it, so as not to forget it in two days."
Although he no longer uses the Jing family's money, he still has some assets of his own and has no place to spend money. Therefore, it is no problem for him to raise a little thing.
To him, it was just a little change. As long as the money she spent was not misused, he didn't care and wouldn't have any objections.
However, Tang Muzhi was not satisfied with his attitude and approach.
She confiscated the card and looked at him with a frown, "When I buy things, I always buy whatever comes to mind. Sometimes after a few hours, I forget what I bought with the money. So, I have the bill. I’m really not good at organizing.”
Jing Xiao is not a fool. He can see that when he just asked her to pay the bill, there was resistance in her eyes, so forget it, let her do it. Anyway, as long as she uses the money in the card, she will pay for every purchase. It can also be known.
"Just keep it, there's no need to worry about the bill." His tone was calm, but there was a domineering tone that no one could refuse.
But Tang Muzhi still insisted on confiscating it, and just asked: "Then can I really add some ornaments to my home according to my preferences?"
Hearing this, Jing Xiao glanced at her calmly and said calmly: "Maybe I said something wrong last night, but I still want to say it again. This family will belong to you and me from now on, so you have the right Decorate it as you like, but just don't touch my bedroom and study."
The amount of information revealed in his words was so large that Tang Muzhi was stunned for a moment. After a long while, she lowered her eyes and smiled lightly, nodded and said, "Okay, I understand."
From now on, this family no longer only belongs to Jing Xiao, but also to Tang Mu Zhi.
Jing Xiao didn't say anything, but raised the card in his hand again, signaling her to accept it quickly.
"Thank you." She stopped being pretentious and reached out to take it, "By the way, I'm going to wash clothes later, so bring your clothes and I'll wash them for you."
Jing Xiao raised his eyebrows habitually and said calmly: "No, I will handle it myself."
His tone was as calm as water, but it revealed a sense of alienation.
Almost all of his clothes are high-end custom-made, and someone usually takes care of sending them to the dry cleaners, so she doesn't have to do this.
Tang Muzhi withdrew his gaze, did not persist, and stood up to wash clothes.
Jing Xiao sat quietly on the sofa, looking behind her, frowning, wanting to say something, but after hesitating for a moment, he finally chose silence.
In fact, he can hire someone to take care of their daily life, but now, he can't reveal his identity, so she can only do this kind of thing herself.
Not long after, Tang Muzhi took the washed clothes to the balcony to dry. The gentle sunshine shone on her body, making her skin white and crystal clear.
The corner of her eye swept over the man on the sofa, and she suddenly remembered something, and said inadvertently: "By the way, my mother wants to see you, but I told her that you are very busy recently, and I will take you back later. Meet her."
Jing Xiao raised his head, looked into her expectant and nervous eyes, nodded slightly and said, "I know, let's wait until I finish my busy work these days."
"Okay." Her smile was as bright as a flower in the sun, making people feel warm in their hearts.
This little thing would always warm his long-quiet heart inadvertently.
Jing Xiao got up and walked to the balcony and asked, "Do you need my help?"
"No need." She refused lightly. After hanging up the clothes in her hands, she opened her arms and stretched.
Seeing her lazy and leisurely look, Jing Xiao suddenly thought of what happened last night and said seriously: "From now on, I will try to come back as early as possible every night. If I go on a business trip, I will tell you in advance."
He had to try not to come back in the middle of the night, lest the little thing be scared at home alone.
When he thought about last night, he felt a little lucky. Fortunately, he was the one who came back. If he was really a bad guy, if he came into the house and saw her like that, the consequences would be unpredictable.
Thinking of this, he felt that it was necessary to ask Shi Qian to arrange for some people to come over and guard him secretly.
Tang Muzhi stared at him for a moment, but before he could speak, his cell phone rang.
Jing Xiao glanced at the caller ID, then turned and walked into the house.
His behavior actually made Tang Muzhi feel a little fond of him.
"Hello."
"Twilight, I'm bored to death." Yu Youxi's voice on the other end of the phone was muffled, full of complaints.
She leaned in front of the railing and asked softly: "What's wrong?"
"It's not my dad yet. He insisted on letting me go to some dinner party on New Year's Day. He said it was Master Jing's thirtieth birthday and he invited a lot of people."
Listening to her complaints, Tang Muzhi couldn't help laughing. She didn't pay attention to the Mr. Jing she was talking about. She just joked, "Does your dad want you to choose a suitable boyfriend?"
Hearing this, Yu Youxi snorted dissatisfied, and said righteously: "I don't want to fall in love or get married. Men will only affect my steps forward."
"Then just tell him directly, otherwise your uncle will introduce you to someone every now and then."
"You don't know my dad's temper. If I tell him now, he will nag me until I graduate." The more she spoke, the more excited she became, and the more annoyed she became.
Tang Muzhi laughed when he heard this, and couldn't help but comfort him: "Don't be angry, uncle is doing it for your own good."
"Come on, I beg him not to do it for my own good." Yu Youxi wailed, and then complained again, "I just don't understand, what's the point of celebrating thirty years old? Is it because of him? I am the richest man in Haicheng, do you want to have such a grand party for your birthday?"
Hearing this, Tang Mu Zhizhi chuckled, "Don't ask me about the world of rich people, I don't understand."
"Twilight, isn't the guy from the School of Finance and Economics who chased you before, the young master of the Jing family? He's not even thirty, what? Does he have an older brother at home?" Yu Youxi asked in a gossipy tone. curious.
Tang Muzhi was stunned for a moment, and his expression suddenly became serious.
She looked at Jing Xiao in the living room, lowered her voice, and reminded, "Youzi, I'm married now, so please stop talking about me being chased."
"What's wrong? Is it true that he is chasing you? Just let your family know that you chose this old man instead of the richest man's son."
Yu Youxi didn't seem to feel that she had said the wrong thing, but instead felt a little gloating about her misfortune.
"If you keep doing this, I'm going to hang up the phone." Her tone was a little more serious, with a hint of threat.
Hearing this, Yu Youxi curled her lips and compromised: "Okay, okay, let's not call him an old man."
A few seconds later, she suddenly thought of something again, and said in a somewhat excited tone: "Twilight, the guy in your family is also named Jing, and it's New Year's Day. Do you think he is the Jing master? What if? In this case, wouldn't you be marrying Jinghe's brother? If he knew that both of them like you... Oh my god, what kind of fun is this..."
Listening to her excited nonsense, Tang Muzhi couldn't help but helplessly hold his forehead.
"Miss Yu, can you please stop? Can you watch less of those bloody dramas every day? I think your imagination will bury your talent if you don't publish a book."
Yu Youxi snorted and muttered: "It's not impossible. Otherwise, why don't you call Jinghe and ask?"
"You really have enough." She was really speechless and analyzed seriously, "Miss Yu, please use your brain and think about it. Jinghe is only twenty years old. Even if he has an older brother, he won't Thirty, right?”
"Hey, wait..." Hearing this, Yu Youxi quickly stopped and retorted, "That's impossible to say. What if they were not born to the same mother? Besides, not all rich families have For four or five brothers, this is used to express the strong family ties."
"Then haven't you watched the news? Have you seen that besides Jinghe, the richest Jing family has other sons?" She asked with disdain, paused, and then said, "Don't worry, I dare to follow You bet, Jing Xiao must have nothing to do with the richest man's family. Have you ever seen a richest man's son who doesn't live in a big villa, but lives near the university, doesn't drive a luxury car, but drives a Beijing Hyundai every day, leaving early and coming home late? "
Yu Youxi was dumbfounded by her question. After a moment of silence, she slowly said, "It seems to be the same."
"That's right. If he is really the son of the richest man, do you think he would be so stupid to get married to just a random person? Isn't he afraid that others will covet his family property?" Tang Mu Zhi rolled his eyes speechlessly, and finally said He warned again, "So, you will be thinking less and less about those useless things every day."
After being taught a lesson, Yu Youxi realized she was wrong and stopped gossiping, "I just thought about it."
The two of them were chatting outside.
Jing Xiao was sitting on the sofa in the living room, occasionally looking at her, but he didn't stay too long, but he still caught her pleasure from her face.
Not long after, she hung up the phone and went into the house, sat on the sofa, opened a bag of potato chips, ate them, and murmured: "The world of rich people is really difficult to understand."
Her mouth was bulging and her words were a little unclear, but Jing Xiao still heard her and asked, "What's wrong?"
Tang Mu Zhi was startled for a moment, then slowed down his chewing of potato chips, raised his head and looked at him seriously, and asked, "Mr. Jing, do you have a younger brother?"
After she asked this question, she felt a little regretful and cursed Yu Youxi in her heart. If she hadn't been influenced by her, she wouldn't have become so gossipy like her.
