Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 360: Endure a moment to enter home early, step back to get the wife

Chapter 360: Chapter 360: Endure a moment to enter home early, step back to get the wife

Mu Shaoze looked at Mother Zhou, knowing that her initiative to speak was definitely laced with hostility.

Yet, he obediently went over and stood in front of her.

Mother Zhou raised her chin, "Stop looming over me, go sit across from me."

It’s been said that Mu Shaoze was always arrogant and untamed, but when had anyone ever scolded him with such a tone?

Had it been someone else, he would have walked away by now, but this was his mother-in-law, so he bore it for the moment - a small step towards getting into the house, a step back towards having his wife in hand.

After sitting down, he sat up straight, hands resting on his knees, "I’m all ears for your instructions."

Mother Zhou glared at him, "Don’t get any funny ideas about Qiaoqiao’s child. If you’re thinking about fighting for custody, our Zhou Family won’t be pushed around."

Mu Shaoze frowned deeply, causing Mother Zhou’s displeasure, "What, did I strike a nerve, and now you’re about to turn against me?"

Mu Shaoze quickly explained, "No, I’ve never thought about contending for custody. I want to pursue Qiaoqiao, and during the time we’ve been apart, I’ve made my feelings very clear. I love her, not because of the child, but purely because she is who she is. I just want to give Ziqiao and the child a home. Auntie, I was a scoundrel in the past, I did some inhuman things, but I won’t anymore."

Mother Zhou sized him up, clearly not convinced, "Do you really like Qiaoqiao?"

"It’s more than like, it’s love. I admit I’ve been too much before, and I’ll make up for it seriously from now on. Please rest assured, mother-in-law, I’ll treat Ziqiao well."

Mother Zhou snorted, "With that playboy face, don’t think you can get me to agree without proving yourself."

Mu Shaoze smiled, "We Mu family members are all good-looking, with great genes; my and Ziqiao’s child will surely be good-looking too."

Mother Zhou wasn’t worried about that point; her daughter wasn’t the stunning type of beauty, but she had fine features, and at a glance was a classic beauty, particularly her almond-shaped eyes, which were very attractive.

Mu Shaoze needed no mention; he looked like a comic book hero come to life, so handsome it was hard to look away.

All this talk of two-dimensional, three-dimensional came from Zhou Ziqiao herself, but in Mother Zhou’s eyes, he was indeed a rare sight of handsomeness.

She had to admit that the Mu family had a gene for good looks.

Just then, Zhou Ziqiao pushed open the door and came out.

Mother Zhou said in a low voice, "Let’s see how you behave."

Mu Shaoze knew that Mother Zhou was simply doting on her daughter, harsh with her words but deeply hoping her daughter would marry the man she liked.

He replied quietly, "I won’t let you down."

Mother Zhou took Zhou Ziqiao’s arm, "There’s one more urine routine test, let’s go to the restroom."

Zhou Ziqiao glanced at Mu Shaoze, embarrassed.

Mother Zhou noticed and whispered, "Just treat him like he’s thin air, go wherever you wish."

Mu Shaoze smiled, "If it makes you happy, you can even treat me like a fart."

Zhou Ziqiao snorted lightly and quickly walked towards the restroom with the urine test tube from Mother Zhou.

When she came out, Mu Shaoze stepped forward to take the test tube, "I’ll help you deliver the sample."

Zhou Ziqiao felt embarrassed, "No need, I can do it myself."

"Don’t be embarrassed, I’m your man," Mu Shaoze said as he assertively took it, whispering, "That night, you wet two bedsheets, and even got it on my legs."

Zhou Ziqiao’s face flushed red, "You, you really have no shame."

Mu Shaoze smirked, "Ziqiao, I don’t despise you, I’m happy to do these things for you."

Ziqiao glared at him and quickly walked with Mother Zhou towards the elevator.

She felt her face burning, impatient for the elevator to arrive quicker.

Turning around, she saw Mu Shaoze standing right behind her.

The elevator doors opened, and Mu Shaoze escorted Zhou Ziqiao and Mother Zhou in, but when he entered, an alarm sounded: it was overweight.

Zhou Ziqiao felt a sense of relief; this persistent pest could finally be away from her.

But then a Samaritan stepped forward, offering to leave, "Sir, you go accompany your wife."

Mu Shaoze’s lips curved up, "Thank you very much."

He stood next to Zhou Ziqiao, pretending to protect her waist.

The man’s body emitted a faint woodsy scent she liked, which made Zhou Ziqiao’s cheeks even more flushed.

Finally, enduring until the elevator doors opened, she walked out swiftly.

Mu Shaoze followed closely like a shadow.

Zhou Ziqiao turned around, "Stop following me!"

Mu Shaoze said, "I just want to escort you to the car."

"It’s broad daylight; we don’t need your escort," Zhou Ziqiao looked to Mother Zhou, "Let’s go quickly."

Mu Shaoze was unfazed by Zhou Ziqiao’s coldness; he was willing to face snubs proudly.

Reaching the car, Zhou Ziqiao noted that Mu Shaoze’s car was parked only one spot away from theirs.

She had just settled into the car when Mu Shaoze placed the two large bags he had bought into the trunk of their car.

He also instructed the housekeeper to drive slowly on the way back.

Housekeeper Li nodded and got into the driver’s seat, starting the car to leave.

Zhou Ziqiao was somewhat displeased, "Housekeeper Li, why are you being so polite to him?"

Housekeeper Li was an old servant of the Zhou family, having watched Zhou Ziqiao grow up.

He smiled, "In the future, as the son-in-law of the Zhou family, I naturally have to give him some respect."

"He’s not one yet!"

Housekeeper Li sighed softly, "Miss already has a baby, and naturally, the baby needs a father. Even if not for the baby’s sake, the miss needs someone to take care of her."

Housekeeper Li could tell that Mother Zhou hadn’t refused Mu Shaoze’s things, and he also guessed that Mu Shaoze was most likely already accepted by Mother Zhou, and reconciling with Zhou Ziqiao was just a matter of time.

Zhou Ziqiao looked towards Mother Zhou, "Why didn’t you object?"

Mother Zhou coughed lightly, "Then I thought, why not take it if it’s free, why should he become a father without contributing anything?"

Zhou Ziqiao: "...You aren’t bribed by him, are you?"

Mother Zhou said, "Of course not! If my precious daughter is bullied, I naturally have to sharpen my knife for the pigs and sheep."

Zhou Ziqiao pursed her lips.

Upon reaching the traffic light, Housekeeper Li said, "Madam, miss, Mr. Mu’s car is following behind."

Mother Zhou hummed, "Let him follow, Doggie Mu should have the attitude of a dog."

Zhou Ziqiao looked back at the black Ghost and pursed her lips.

Watching the Zhou family’s car turn into the estate, Mu Shaoze finally felt at ease.

It wasn’t until late at night that he left.

He knew Zhou Ziqiao would see him, he wasn’t putting on a show for her to see, he just wanted her to know that he wasn’t toying with her; he was serious.

Back in his apartment, he made himself some simple spaghetti.

Looking at the noodles in the pot, he remembered the days when he and Zhou Ziqiao cooked together.

Both of them were clumsy with their hands, following the videos, they could understand with their eyes but their hands couldn’t follow through.

During that time, they often childishly used rock-paper-scissors to decide who would cook.

Of course, Zhou Ziqiao lost more often, but considering her cooking was truly terrible and she could set the kitchen on fire, Mu Shaoze ended up being the one to cook in the end.

Mu Shaoze smiled, lifted the noodles out and poured them onto a plate, then mixed in the sauce.

He sat quietly in the dining room eating pasta, overcome by a sense of loneliness, realizing just how happy the days accompanied by Zhou Ziqiao were.

After dinner and washing the dishes, he went to Zhou Ziqiao’s room, sat in front of the dressing table, and looked at the words on those paper slips.

He thought for a moment, picked up a pen and started replying on each paper slip, then folded them back into stars.

By early next morning, he stretched his limbs and shook the lucky bottle, the stars only having been refolded to one-fifth of the total number.

At that moment, his phone vibrated.

Seeing the call was from An Yan.

"Little Five."

With the competition approaching, An Yan was still working overtime at Galaxy Design Studio, "How’s it going?"

"Still pursuing with effort."

"In four days, I will be in Country C for the final of the Golden Scissors competition. Bring Ziqiao to the event, I’ve got two tickets for you."

Mu Shaoze scratched his messy hair, his lips curving into a smile, "Is this about creating an opportunity for your fourth brother?"

"Fourth brother can do without it, but I really want this sister-in-law and nephew."

Mu Shaoze: "...That stings a bit."

"If you were serious, you wouldn’t have today’s wife-chasing cremation ground."

Mu Shaoze: "..."

"Alright, I’ll get in touch with Ziqiao later, you better put on a good performance. Go for it, fourth brother!"

Mu Shaoze clenched his fists, psyching himself up for the day. He planned to go to Father Zhou’s company to help deal with a network security issue, as he had seen news of a security vulnerability at Wansheng Company the day before.

He got up and shook off the stiffness in his neck, did a few stretches before heading into the washroom.

After getting ready, he went to the kitchen, made a sandwich, took a photo, and sent it to Zhou Ziqiao along with his itinerary for the day.

However, he didn’t wait for a reply from Zhou Ziqiao, no matter, she would surely see it.

Mu Shaoze had breakfast, changed into a suit, and left the apartment for Wansheng.