Chapter 479: Husband and Wife Fight Over the Blanket

forget about it for now.Suddenly, the originally stiff atmosphere became lively and boisterous because of the drinking game. Everyone seemed more relaxed and chatty, reminiscing about the past.Sudden...Qiao Bao'er stood dumbfounded at the door, facing Jun Zhimu.

At this moment, Mo Gao rushed over breathlessly, shouting, "What's going on" He had received a call and hurried over. Now seeing Qiao Baoer and Jun Zhi牧 here, his mood became even more tense.

Qiao Bao'er turned her gaze from Jun Zhimu to Mo Gao, her voice calm. "Go in quickly, Xiao Zhuzi... he's not feeling well."

He said, and with a touch of impatience pushed Mo Gao into the room.

Mogo and Jun's shepherd passed each other at the apartment door, glancing at each other strangely. Now he didn't have the time or inclination to pay much attention. He immediately went inside to check. Everything was in disarray. He exclaimed, "Ah, how could it be so messy Who did this"

qiao Baoer turned her head and urged him anxiously, "Don't worry about this, Xiao Zhuzi is in the bedroom."

Mo Gao's expression panicked, and he immediately ran into the room.

Junzhi Mu's heart had some guesses, and he also wanted to step inside.

qiao ba'er stepped in front of him, rambling an excuse, "Tang yu doesn't like people coming into his apartment."

Jun Zhimu stood face to face with her, his eyes were too profound and sharp. Qiao Baor was feeling guilty and dared not look at him directly, but she still remembered Tang Yu's words 'Don't let others know'. No matter what, this was a tacit understanding between her and Tang Yu, she had to keep her promise.

Jun's gaze didn't become aggressive, but rather more complex as he looked at her.

Both stood frozen in that awkward silence. Qiao Bao'er had the door ajar, and even without stepping inside, Jun Zhi Mu could see a glimpse of the mess within.

In the stillness of the night, the breeze rustled Qiao Baoer's long hair.

She met his gaze silently, and then lowered her head.

The ruler gazed thoughtfully upward, towards the full moon hanging high in the night sky. It was the fifteenth night, and the moon shone brightly; its edge rimmed with a circle of crimson red.

Ten minutes later, Mo Gao ran out of the house and said to Qiao Baier first, "He's stable now."

"Really, are you okay" Qiao Baoer clearly didn't believe him.

She hesitated, "Should I...should I call an ambulance"

"No."

Mo Gao immediately interrupted her, "Tang Yu told me to tell you not to worry about him, he's fine, he will recover himself..."

“I have to see him for myself.” Qiao Baoer needed to witness it with her own eyes to believe it.

Mo Gao coldly faced her and reprimanded her, "As a married woman, is it appropriate for you to enter a single man's apartment in the middle of the night"

< Qiao Bao'er came angry, "Don't you meddle." She was about to go in. >

Mo Gao's attitude was rather forceful. He blocked the doorway, speaking in a dismissive tone, "Go back quickly. If you have something to say, talk about it tomorrow morning. Don't just stand here. I'm going to lock up."

Saying this, Mo Gao's eyes carefully sized up Jun Zhi Mu who had remained silent all along.

Mo Gao wasn't unwilling for Qiao Baoer to enter the room, he just couldn't stop Jun Zhi Mu from running in to see Tang Yu. Unable to stop them at the door, he simply shooed them both away together.

Qiao Bao'er was not so easy to drive away, "I'm staying here overnight." She decided for herself.

Mogo raised his voice, sarcastically, “Then you should ask your husband if he agrees, hehe.”

At this time, Qiao Bao'er was reluctant to face Jun Zhimu in her heart. She knew she was wrong and hesitated to speak, "I, I and Tang Yuqing are innocent, there is no crossing the line…"

Mo Gao took advantage of Qiao Bao'er's speaking moment, with a hard push on her back. The door panel slammed shut and was firmly locked.

This little troublemaker, he'd figured out how to handle her long ago. When reason didn't work, he'd just blow his top.

Jo Bao'er was stunned and pushed back out the door by Mo Gao.

She glared angrily, pounding on the door, "Cowardly and shameless! Why are you locking me out I was the one who notified you to come here. Open the door! Open it!"

"...I want to go see Xiao Zhuzi!"

Several warnings had failed to deter the threat. Qiao Bao'er, enraged, kicked the door with a loud bang and snarled, "If anything happens to Xiao Zhuzi, I'll tear you apart limb from limb tomorrow!"

One could faintly hear Mo Gao inside the room let out a dismissive snort.

Qiao Baoer walked out of the apartment building in silence, her mood complex, alongside Jun Zhimu.

Two luxurious sports cars were parked prominently on the roadside outside the residential complex. The flashy black Ferrari was driven by Qiao Bao'er, and the deep gray Porsche behind it belonged to Jun Zhi Mu.

One person drove a car back to Jun's house. Qiao Baoer's first reaction was this.

But when she looked up, she saw Jun Zhimu standing by the Porsche, the passenger door open. He stood beside the car without speaking, his expression serious as he stared in her direction.

This means she has to go back in the same car with him.

Joe Baoer knew him for so long, Jun Zhimu's solemn expression meant he was about to get angry.

Qiao Bao'er looked a little awkward and hesitated for a moment before daring to drive back herself. She honestly walked over to him and sat in the passenger seat of his car.

Jun Zhimu slammed the car door shut. He didn't say a word, quickly sliding into the driver's seat on the other side. Jun Zhimu didn't glance her way again, his eyes fixed straight ahead on the road. The cramped space inside the car was once again filled with silence.

Junzhi Mu was driving, his mood irritable. He seemed to have forgotten the initial intention of asking her about the 'Strozzi family crest', and he drove at a fairly high speed.

Return to Junjia East Garden.

Fang Da Ma, accompanied by several maidservants, cautiously called out to them. Qiao Baoer threw down a word, "No supper." The servants in Dong Yuan then dispersed.

The atmosphere in Dongyuan was inexplicably tense. Qiao Bao'er didn't need to ask to know that it was definitely because Jun Zhimu had been putting on a sour face at home earlier, leaving the servants all nervous and uneasy.

I feel a little sorry for the people at home and at the company.

In fact, she was also very sure that Jun Zh牧 wouldn't directly lose his temper with her, even if she had just stopped him at Tang Yu's apartment door.

After returning to her bedroom in Dongyuan, Qiao Baier took her pajamas and went into the bathroom. She soaked in a bath while lost in thought.

'Should we tell him about Tang Yu tonight'

‘The shepherd must be in a bad mood now.’

As she stepped out of the bathroom, the door to the other bathroom in the bedroom almost simultaneously opened. Kazuya Makishi, wearing a robe, had just come out as well.

The two people exchanged a knowing glance.

Jo Bao'er quickly retracted her gaze and hurried to the bedside, diving into the duvet like a camel, enveloping herself completely.

Jun's shepherd acted calmly. He walked steadily to the other side of the bed, lifted the covers and lay down.

Qiaobaoer clutched her blanket and guarded the other side of the bed, feeling a knot of anxiety in her chest. She braced herself for his accusations, but Jun Zhimu remained silent, acting as if nothing had happened.

Then, Jun Zhimu dimmed the bedside lamp and prepared to go to sleep. Qiao Baier also breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed he wasn't going to pressure her anymore.

But suddenly, he pulled the blanket up sharply.

I wonder if Master deliberately pulled the blanket, causing Qiao Baoer on the other side of the bed to be caught off guard and dragged over. Their skin touched, and the warmth from their recent bath mingled with the faint scent of bathing, creating a cozy atmosphere.

They sat with their backs to each other, each guarding one side of the blanket.

Qiao Baoer was a little upset. She didn't want to speak first, but Jun Zhimu snatched the blanket from her. He was stronger than her, and Qiao Baoer clutched at her side of the blanket desperately. There was no way she could win against him.

"Hey, Jun Zhi Mu! What are you doing grabbing the blanket!" Qiao Bao'er couldn't hold back and glared at him.

She turned to look at him. At that moment, Jun Zhimu's eyes were complex and fixed on her, as if he had gotten what he wanted, and he let go of her hand very decisively...and didn't try to fight her for the quilt anymore.

"What's the matter!" she exclaimed, adopting a blame-the-victim attitude as her heart raced.

Stealing the blanket for no reason.

Jun's shepherd bit his lip tightly, without a sound.

Qiao Baoer, being looked at with such intense eyes, felt even more flustered and immediately turned away, her back to him.

After a while, a muffled complaint came from one side of the bed, "... childish." Qiao Baier hugged the blanket tightly on her side and closed her eyes to sleep.

The bedside lamp cast a soft light, Qiao Baier was used to keeping the light on before she could fall asleep. Jun Zhi Mu slowly turned his side, bathed in the warm yellow light, watching Qiao Baier beside him gradually breathing slower and more evenly, she fell asleep.

"...It's very childish," Junzhi Mu suddenly whispered.

He reached out and pulled Qiao Bao'er's blanket up, so she wouldn't sleep with her head covered.

Sometimes, he wasn't even sure what he wanted. Perhaps he just craved her to take the initiative and talk to him, or maybe he was simply waiting for her to glance his way.

Jun Zhimu's gaze fell upon the glass window to his right. Outside, the cold night was deepening, and the round moon was gradually being obscured by thick clouds. He couldn't sleep this night.er's expression was a little odd, and she immediately retorted."Ye Qi was arrested for a hit-and-run accident involving a police officer. Why she is now being held in a psychiatric hospital is her own...