Chapter 722: Scared of Being Blown by the Wind (6)

Bo Junyan snorted and did not speak.

However, Gong Zeye could tell what he meant by that snort. That was, if he dared to let his wife suffer any injuries, he would deal with it directly.

He immediately said, “Don’t worry, Brother Bo. I promise that I’ll let Sis-in-law vent her anger!”

…

After Mu Huan reached the dormitory, she covered herself with a blanket and fell asleep.

When Li Meng returned to the dormitory at noon and saw that she was still sleeping, she did not wake her up. Instead, she opened up all the good food that she had brought back. Just as she was done serving them, Mu Huan woke up.

She smiled at Mu Huan and said, “I knew you’d wake up once you smell it.”

“I’m hungry.” Mu Huan sat up.

“Come and eat, these are your favorite dishes.”

Mu Huan got up and washed up before starting to eat. The two of them were especially good at eating. Li Meng had bought six servings, and the two of them were still eating.

After the meal, Mu Huan immediately took out her phone, thinking about how she was going to coax her husband.

She was afraid that if she called Bo Junyan, he would say coldly like he did in the morning, “I’m busy. Don’t call me.”

She sent a WeChat message.

“Hubby, I just had my meal. Have you eaten?” Bo Junyan did not reply to her even after a long time.

Mu Huan thought about it and picked up her cell phone. Using the software that she had downloaded with Bo Junyan, she took a few selfies using a filter of a pitiful kitten.

Sending to Bo Junyan, and begging you to send an accompanying text. Hey, it’s your kitten, alright? If you continue to ignore your kitten, your kitten is going to die.

Bo Junyan, who was in the middle of a meeting, saw the photo she’d sent. That pitiful and adorable look made him want to hug her immediately.

But on second thought, the image of her shaking off that 200-kilogram fatty meant this was all an act. He instantly switched off his phone and stopped looking at Mu Huan’s message.

Mu Huan sent many more messages and photos, but Bo Junyan did not reply.

It made her so tired that she collapsed on the bed. “Sigh, I wonder when my husband, who’s so hard to please, will be able to be appeased.”

“Be patient and confident. Think about how many times Edison failed before he invented the light bulb!” Li Meng encouraged.

Mu Huan: “…”

Alright.

“Do you have cla.s.s in the afternoon or do you want to continue sleeping?”

“Continue to sleep. I just want to sleep now.” Her husband ignoring her made her feel very listless and annoyed.

As they were talking, a strong gust of wind blew past and blew open the dormitory’s window. When Mu Huan went to close the window, she saw the few leaves on the big tree outside the window. Hence, she took out her phone, took a picture, and posted it on her WeChat Moments.

“If my pig trotters[1] continue to ignore me, I’m afraid I won’t be able to last long like these leaves. I’ll be blown away by the wind and buried in this deep winter, never to wake up again.”

She posted on her WeChat Moments and waited for a while, but there was still no response from Bo Junyan. Having no other choice, she could only lie on the bed and continue sleeping.

After the meeting, although Bo Junyan had clearly told himself not to look at Mu Huan’s messages anymore and that she was only pretending to be pitiful and cute, he still instinctively clicked on WeChat to take a look. However, after looking at those photos and words, he did not reply to her. Just as he was about to put away his phone and continue working…

Gong Zeye called. “Brother Bo, look at Sis-in-law’s Moments!”

“What’s wrong?”

“Quick, take a look. I’m afraid Sister-in-law will take things too hard!” Gong Zeye said anxiously.

When Bo Junyan heard this, he hung up and went to look at Mu Huan’s Moments.

[1] Slang that generally refers to lying men that can’t be trusted