Exclusive Pampered Wife: My Wife Came to My Door

Chapter 162 Mu Yaoqian is dead

Yan Zuozuo naturally knew that Chi Moqing was saying this on purpose to vent her anger. She smiled sweetly, then said mischievously, "Besides being a designer, I'm also a wife and a mother. Maybe I really should consider it..."

"Don't even think about it! I won't allow you to give up on the design! This isn't just your dream, it's your mother's dream too!" Fisher jumped up in a fit of rage, completely unaware of what he had just said.

Upon hearing the mention of Yan's mother, Yan Zuozuo was stunned, staring at him in shock, "You...you know my mother?"

Fisher's face stiffened. Oh no, he'd let something slip!

He swallowed hard, then gave a sheepish chuckle. "This is what I'm thinking. Just like design isn't just my dream, it's also my mother's dream. So... you know..."

Yan Zuozuo was skeptical, but she felt there was something fishy about Fisher's background. Otherwise, why would he insist on having her as his assistant and forbid her from giving it up?

Judging from the looks of it, Fisher wouldn't answer either. She looked up at Chi Moqing, only to see him pat her hand, smile, and remain silent.

Fisher felt a pang of guilt as Yan Zuozuo stared intently into his large, clear eyes. He touched his nose and said, "Ah, I remember now, I have other things to do, I have to take my leave." With that, he slunk away, his steps so quick that he almost tripped.

Lu Yaoyuan looked completely bewildered. When he looked up and met Chi Moqing's sinister smile, he quickly stood up. "I should go too. My house might have already been demolished. That damned Song Yutong, I need to go back and teach her a lesson." With that, he also walked quickly outside.

Chi Moqing watched the two men tuck their tails between their legs and run away, a slow smile creeping onto his lips.

Yan Zuozuo looked thoughtful, turned her head to look at him, paused, and said, "What did Fisher mean by what he just said?"

"I just don't want you to leave Fan Hua Design, don't overthink it. Let's go see the baby." Chi Moqing touched her face and said with a smile.

Is that so? Yan Zuozuo was confused, but she was quickly taken away by Chi Moqing.

Upon arriving at the military compound, Yan Zuozuo was so eager to see her baby that she completely forgot about this. She almost tripped and fell because she was walking so fast, but Chi Moqing caught her, smiling indulgently, "Slow down, your precious son won't run away."

Yan Zuozuo glared at him, pouted and said, "I knew it. You dislike my son because I didn't give you a daughter. You're not allowed to hold my son anymore."

Chi Moqing chuckled and pinched her nose: "You talk as if you can give birth to a son yourself."

Yan Zuozuo paused for a moment, then pinched Chi Moqing's waist hard and ran home.

Chi Moqing frowned, feeling quite helpless. His little wife seemed to be getting more and more violent.

Mr. and Mrs. Chi were playing with their two children in the living room, making the children giggle. Yan Zuozuo entered and respectfully greeted, "Mom and Dad, I'm here."

Chi's parents were pleasantly surprised and hugged their child, saying, "Why didn't you call before you came? Weren't you busy today?"

"I'm not in a hurry, I came to see you and the baby." As she spoke, she went to pick up the child. The little one, upon seeing his mother, whimpered and cried, seemingly very happy.

Yan Zuozuo gave them a big kiss on the cheek: "I missed you so much, Mom, after two days apart."

Chi Moqing followed her in and went over to hold the child. Yan Zuozuo grumbled, "You don't dislike my son, so don't hold him."

Chi Moqing held another baby and kissed him hard, saying, "See? Your mother is trying to sow discord. My son is so smart, he won't fall for it, right?" As he spoke, he lifted his son high and then pulled him down again, lifting him high once more, making the little guy laugh non-stop.

He glanced at Yan Zuozuo and said, "See? Your son agrees with me."

Yan Zuozuo stared in disbelief, then rolled her eyes and said, "Childish!"

Chi Moqing laughed loudly, and then saw Chi's mother come out with fruit, smiling as she said, "These two children will be 100 days old soon, do you think we should take them to have their pictures taken or something?"

Actually, Mrs. Chi would have preferred to hold a daytime banquet so that relatives and friends could come and see. But considering that Mrs. Yan was almost 170, it wasn't appropriate to hold such a banquet at home, so she decided against it.

When it came to taking photos, Chi Moqing became serious. They had taken wedding photos before Yan Zuozuo gave birth, but she was heavily pregnant at the time and must have felt awkward. He had been thinking of retaking them after the baby was born. Now that his mother had brought it up, he felt it was an opportunity and agreed.

Yan Zuozuo's phone rang at that moment. She glanced at the number and wanted to hang up immediately, but after thinking about it, she answered it out of politeness, "Uncle Mu."

Mu Tianyang's voice came through: "Zuo Zuo."

"Is there something you need?" Yan Zuozuo asked indifferently. She already knew from the police that Mu Tianyang had tipped her off, so she couldn't be friendly to him.

"No..." Mu Tianyang paused, "It's been a long time since we've been in touch, I'm a little worried."

Yan Zuozuo remained silent. Mu Tianyang felt guilty and didn't know what to say. He had indeed been sued for tipping off Yan Zuozuo, but although his lawyer had won the case, he felt no joy whatsoever.

After a moment of silence, he said, "Your mother is turning 107. Will you come back to burn paper money for her?"

“I can cook by myself, and I don’t think my mother would like what you cook anyway, so Uncle Mu doesn’t need to bother.”

Mu Tianyang felt a pang of pain in his heart. He had never done anything truly heinous in his life, except for his selfishness regarding Yan's mother and Mu Yaoqian, which led to a grave mistake. Hearing Yan Zuozuo's words, he felt deeply distressed.

Yan Zuozuo hung up the phone, feeling depressed.

Chi Moqing handed the child to her mother, went over to hug her, and asked gently, "What's wrong?"

She bit her lip, her voice muffled, "It was Mu Tianyang... He said my mother had passed away, and asked me about burning paper money for her... What right does he have to burn paper money for my mother? My mother was killed by his daughter, yet he still tipped her off. How could he do such a thing!"

Mother Chi quickly said, "Don't be angry, don't be angry. It's not worth it for someone like him. Let's ignore him and have Mo Qing accompany you back to burn paper money so he won't bother you."

Yan Zuozuo nodded, nestled in Chi Moqing's arms, and thought of her mother again.

Chi Moqing accompanied Yan Zuozuo back to burn paper money for her mother. Yan Zuozuo knelt in front of her grave, burning paper money as she said, "Mom, I'm doing very well now. Moqing is good to me, and the baby is doing well too. You didn't get to see the baby when you were alive, so I brought them all here today. This is your grandson. Please bless them to be safe, healthy, and well."

Chi Moqing also knelt in front of the grave and burned paper money with her. "Mom, don't worry, I will take good care of Zuo Zuo and the children. They were the ones you were most worried about when you were alive. I promise you I will take good care of them."

Yan Zuozuo's eyes were wet as she burned the paper with all her might.

Chi Moqing held her hand, pulled her into his arms, and looked at the tombstone, saying, "Mom will definitely bless us, don't cry."

Yan Zuozuo choked back tears and nodded vigorously. She reached out and took the baby from Chi Ran's arms. "Mom, this is your grandson. Don't worry, live well in the other world and don't let anyone bully you anymore. As for the person who hurt you..." She bit her lip, sniffed, and said, "She will get her comeuppance eventually. Don't worry."

Chi Moqing and Yan Zuozuo knelt for a while longer. Chi Ran picked up the child and said, "The ground is damp, get up."

Chi Moqing helped Yan Zuozuo up, and as they descended the mountain, she heard a rustling of leaves behind her, as if they were very happy. She thought, "Mom must have seen the baby, so she's responding to me."

She wiped away her tears, tugged at Chi Moqing's sleeve, and said, "Will you carry me on your back?"

Chi Moqing was taken aback, then squatted down. "Big baby, come on up."

Yan Zuozuo leaned on his shoulder, feeling a sense of security she had never felt before. She realized what it felt like to be carried by a man—so reassuring, so safe. She said, "Mo Qing..."

"Ok?"

"Will you carry me on your back for the rest of your life?"

"Of course, a wife is meant to be pampered; whatever you say goes."

Yan Zuozuo bit her lip: "What if you can't carry me when we get old?"

“I’ll exercise now. If I really can’t carry you anymore, I’ll help you and come see Mom again to let her know I’m safe.”

Yan Zuozuo's tears fell even harder.

In three days, it will be time for the baby to have his 100-day photos taken. Chi Moqing has already made arrangements. After they finish taking photos with the baby, they will take Yan Zuozuo to take wedding photos again.

What woman doesn't want her wedding photos to be beautiful? He's just been too busy lately, and he's made his wife feel bad.

That night, after coaxing Yan Zuozuo to sleep, Chi Moqing got up to work again. His phone rang; it was his assistant calling. "President, the police have given us a reply. They say there was a shooting in the United States, with nine injured and one dead. The deceased was a Chinese woman named Mu Yaoqian."

Chi Moqing was taken aback and hung up the call without saying a word. He went to the room where Yan Zuozuo kept her mother's memorial tablet and lit an incense stick for her. "Mom, you can finally rest in peace."

Upon receiving news of Mu Yaoqian's death, Mu Tianyang immediately flew to the United States. Yan Zuozuo was also informed of Mu Yaoqian's death by Chi Moqing, and she felt that heaven had finally taken away the bad guys. However, Chi Moqing found it strange; could things really be such a coincidence?

He called his special assistant and asked him to investigate Fisher, inexplicably feeling that he was inextricably linked to the matter.

Fu Zixin called Yan Zuozuo and learned of Mu Yaoqian's death. She was filled with hatred and thought, "She just died like that? That's too easy for her. People like her should suffer enough before they die!"

Yan Zuozuo smiled. Anyway, the person was dead, and Yan's mother could rest in peace. She wouldn't have to worry about her anymore.

Although Mu Tianyang's company wasn't large, it was quite well-known locally. Within just three months, his wife and daughter died, causing quite a stir in the area.

Yan's mother's funeral was held in a low-key manner, with almost no one notified, but he notified relatives and friends about Mu Yaoqian's death. People couldn't help but criticize him behind the lavish funeral, saying things like: "The second wife has no status, it's unfair," and so on.

Besides, things have also started to get turbulent at Mu Tianyang's company. He had previously given all the management rights of the company to Mu Yaoqian, but now that Mu Yaoqian is dead, even though it's not a big company, there are people eyeing it covetously.

Mu Tianyang remained silent about all of this. His wife was dead, his daughter was dead; what did other people's gossip matter anymore?

He wanted to call Yan Zuozuo at the funeral, but then felt it was inappropriate and didn't call. He only sent her a text message after the funeral.

Yan Zuozuo didn't reply. Is this how things are between her and Mu Tianyang?