Chapter 2943: Try One More Step Forward

Mo Xier almost had a premonition that there would be some trouble between the two of them when she saw Mo Ye's name on the box.

Qing Muchen's behavior confirmed her worries.

He moved quickly, as if he was disgusted.

He threw it on the rose bush in the garden.

He wiped his hands with a towel after throwing it away.

Mo Xier didn't actually see the gift clearly, and he threw it away as soon as she got it. Her face was a little stiff.

Why did he treat her things like this?

"You can't treat my things like this!" Pushing him away, Mo Xier wanted to pick it up, but he pressed her arm and fished it back.

"If you like it, I'll give you ten of the same!" He snorted disdainfully, pulled her hand, and wanted to take her to the restaurant, but Mo Xier coldly slapped his hand away.

"So gifts are so casual to Mr. Qing?" Mo Xier's eyes drifted to the gift box he had just given her, and a hint of sarcasm rose at the corner of her lips. She pushed him away and went straight to the place where Mo Ye's gift had just fallen.

Qing Muchen stood stiffly, watching her movements coldly, his face slightly distorted.

Was she mocking his behavior over the past three days?

The veins on Qing Muchen's forehead floated twice, and he was a little annoyed by her behavior.

He had nothing to do, so he spent so much time preparing, but in the end it was thankless!

What made Qing Muchen even more angry was that she was arguing with him because of Mo Ye?

They had been in this villa for three days, and the atmosphere between them had been harmonious.

Mo Xier and Qing Muchen had rarely had such a time since they got married.

However, because of Mo Ye, their relationship was instantly beaten back to its original form.

Qing Muchen was indescribably angry.

Especially when he saw Mo Xier going out to find a gift.

It was snowing outside, and it was a bit heavy.

The whole garden was in a white world.

The place where the gift fell was a lawn, and next to it was the lakeside.

The things fell into the snow. Even Qing Muchen, who threw them away himself, didn't know, and Mo Xier certainly didn't know.

After searching in the snow for a while, Mo Xier probably didn't find it. She made a move that made Qing Muchen's anger explode.

When she came to the lake, her feet seemed to want to dip into the water to explore.

Qing Muchen looked at her coldly, and his whole face suddenly turned black.

Staring at her with his eyes, watching her coldly, Qing Muchen violently had the urge to throw her into the cold lake and trample on her.

Is that man's stuff so important?

"Take another step forward, don't think about coming out after you go down!" With a cold face, he walked towards him step by step, warning word by word.

Mo Xier had already reached the lakeside, but her feet paused, turned her head, and turned her eyes stiffly to him. She hesitated when staring at him, but finally turned to face the lakeside.

One foot tentatively probed into the lake, and she seemed to want to go directly down. As soon as her front foot left the grass, a figure rushed towards her from behind and grabbed her arm before she fell into the water.

Qing Muchen was very fast, but Mo Xier didn't know how he did it.

Mo Xier turned her head and looked at him stiffly, her eyes flickering slightly.

"Let me go!"

"I didn't plan to hold you!" Qing Muchen suddenly smiled coldly.

He rarely smiled, and his smile was shallow, which was always creepy.