MTL - I Married the Second Male Lead After Reincarnating-Chapter 462 they won't get married

   Facing his questioning, Mu Qing still had that cold attitude, "It's okay."

   Seeing that there was no result, Mo Xiaoyuan stopped asking.

  Mu Qing refused to say, he just contacted Qi Li himself.

   Only by figuring out the reason for her change of attitude can he prescribe the right medicine.

  Little Mike walked to the bed, put down the small backpack, "Mu, don't be angry, let's eat first."

  Mu Qing refused: "I'll order takeaway."

  Little Mike didn't know how to persuade her, so he looked back at Mo Xiaoyuan for help.

  Mo Xiaoyuan's thin lips parted lightly: "It's fine if she doesn't want to eat, you can take it back."

  Mu Qing rejected the food brought by Little Mike today, probably guessing that he made it.

  Now that Mu Qing knows, he no longer has to avoid her to communicate with Little Mike.

  Little Mike nodded, and put his schoolbag back on his back, "Mu, I'm leaving first, you should take good care of your wounds."

   Facing the little guy's concern, Mu Qing softened her expression, "Okay."

  Little Mike was quickly sent back by Mo Xiaoyuan's people, while Mu Qing ordered takeaway for lunch.

  The next day, Mu Qing didn't talk much to Mo Xiaoyuan.

  After completing the discharge procedures the next day, Mu Qing went to the transportation station by herself, and she had no intention of going back with Mo Xiaoyuan at all.

  Mo Xiaoyuan didn't dare to force her, so he could only drive behind the bus and watch her from a distance.

  After arriving home, Mu Qing found that all the flowers in the yard had been dug up and replaced with green leaves.

  She returned to her room, replied to a few work emails, and asked someone to help her contact some more employers and take on some jobs.

   Now that she wants to repay Mo Xiaoyuan's money, she has to work harder.

   She worked until seven o'clock in the evening before she went downstairs to find something to eat.

  In the corridor at the corner of the stairs, she saw someone downstairs through the window.

   It's not Mo Xiaoyuan, but Hull.

  He stood there fixedly, as if he had been standing there for a long time.

  Mu Qing went downstairs and went to open the door.

   "Why didn't you ring the doorbell?"

  The clothes on Hull's body have a faint fishy smell, and he probably came here directly after finishing work in the afternoon.

   "I pressed it, but you didn't come down."

  As soon as he returned to Hong Kong today, he heard that Mu Qing was back, so he rushed over immediately.

  However, he rang the doorbell for a long time, but no one came down to answer the door.

  He thought that Mu Qing didn't want to see him, so he didn't open the door.

   But judging from the current situation, Mu Qing probably didn't hear the doorbell at all.

   "I played music when I was working today, but I didn't hear anything downstairs." Mu Qing blocked the door and didn't let him in, "What's the matter?"

   "It's okay, I just heard that you were discharged from the hospital, and I want to see you."

   "Then you see it now."

  The implication is that he can go.

  Hull didn't want to leave, so he talked about him: "The food at home should be finished, right? Do you want me to accompany you to the supermarket? I can help you carry the bag."

   "I still have noodles at home, so I don't need to go shopping today."

  Hull couldn't find a reason to stay, and finally struggled: "I will rest tomorrow, do you want to go out with me this afternoon?"

   "You haven't been out to sea since you came here. Mrs. Josephine and her husband will sail to a nearby island tomorrow. We can go together.

  “You can catch the sea at sunset in the evening”

  Mu Qing was about to refuse, when she saw Mo Xiaoyuan appearing outside the gate connected by the wall, skimming across the bluestone path calmly, walking towards them.

  Hull also noticed him, deliberately raised the volume, and repeated his invitation.

  He knew that in front of Mo Xiaoyuan, it was impossible for Mu Qing to refuse him.

  Because she still needs to use him to block Mo Xiaoyuan before the child is born.

  Although everyone now knows that the child in her womb is most likely to be Mo Xiaoyuan's, but there is no final decision, and it is difficult for Mo Xiaoyuan to tie her down.

   Sure enough, Mu Qing agreed after a brief hesitation.

  When Mo Xiaoyuan stopped, he happened to hear Mu Qing's reply.

  He was far ahead, and only vaguely heard Hull as if inviting her to hang out.

   And she said yes.

  She refused to even ask him to take her home today, but now she is having a hot fight with this fisherman.

  Mo Xiaoyuan looked at her with heavy eyes, and his thin lips were pursed into a straight line, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

   "Where are you going?"

  No one answered him.

  Hull was worried that Mu Qing would regret it if she stayed for a long time, so she said, "I'll go back first, and I'll pick you up tomorrow."

  Mu Qing nodded, and planned to go back to the house after Hull left.

  Mo Xiaoyuan stepped forward a few steps, blocked her way, looked down at her deeply, "Answer my question just now."

  His tone was blunt, fierce and powerful that he hadn't seen for a long time.

  Mu Qing raised her eyes, and looked at him silently, "Why, if I don't say anything, will you lock me up at home tomorrow?"

  Seeing the thorns all over her body, Mo Xiaoyuan softened his attitude, "I just asked casually, there is no other meaning."

  Mu Qing didn't speak, and walked around him to enter the room.

  Before she closed the door, Mo Xiaoyuan stuffed the food box he was carrying through the crack of the door.

   "I just learned to make the pregnant woman's meal today, you eat it tonight."

   After stuffing things, he turned and left.

  Mu Qing returned to the house with her things, put the things Mo Xiaoyuan sent on the table, and went under the kitchen.

  When the water was about to boil, she looked back at the milky white food box on the table, hesitated for a moment, turned off the fire, walked to the dining table and ate the contents of the box.

   Mo Xiaoyuan is a quick learner, and this intelligence is obviously reflected in his cooking skills.

  Mu Qing's appetite has not been very good these days, but today she ate everything on the plate.

  She packed the tableware and went back to the study to continue working.

   After staring at the computer for a long time, her eyelids were clenched, and she fell asleep at some point.

  It was already the next morning when she woke up, she was going to go for a walk as usual, and when she went out, she noticed a breakfast hanging on the door.

  She didn't touch the breakfast, and when she came back, she found it was gone.

  She ignored it and continued working after returning home.

  At about two o'clock in the afternoon, Hull went to her house to pick her up and go to the port.

  Here is not far from the port, so Hull didn't drive here, and walked slowly to the port with her.

  Hull didn't mention the reconciliation anymore, told her some local funeral customs, and talked about the supernatural stories his grandma told him when he was a child.

  Mu Qing likes to watch horror movies, and when she first came here, she liked to hear Hull tell some folk ghost stories about this country.

  She listened to Hull quietly, and was fascinated unconsciously.

   I have to say that Hull is indeed very talented in storytelling, and he is very good at telling stories in some important parts. After arousing Mu Qing's interest, he will slowly tell the truth.

   There were a few climax points from his mouth, even if it was a blue sky, Mu Qing felt a chill down her back.

  The two walked all the way to the port, and Mu Qing's mood was obviously much better than when she first left the house, at least she would smile at Hull.

  Hel felt a little happy when he noticed her change, and smiled silly.

   Mrs. Josephine saw Hull smiling, she also smiled, and said: "Hull, you are smiling so happily, it seems that your wedding is coming soon."

  Hull blushed a little youthfully, and wanted to say that there might be a while, when Mo Xiaoyuan's voice sounded from behind: "They won't get married."