The husband I got is actually the heir to a wealthy family

Mu Ningxi's home.

"Zihao, wash your hands quickly and eat." After bringing the last dish to the table, Mu Ningxi called Zheng Zihao who was watching TV.

Hearing Mu Ningxi's shout, Zheng Zihao dropped the snacks in his hand and ran towards the restaurant. The snacks looked beautifully packaged, but they didn't taste very good.

Zheng Zihao had been looking forward to having a meal.

Running to the dining table and taking a look, Zheng Zihao said with surprise: "Aunt Mu, these dishes are all made by you, they are so beautiful."

Steamed eggs with shrimp, stir-fried beef with asparagus, and tomato and longli fish soup are colorful and look delicious.

"If you want to eat, go wash your hands." Mu Ningxi pointed in the direction of the bathroom.

Zheng Zihao nodded and ran quickly into the bathroom.

"Okay, let's start!" After Zheng Zihao came out of the bathroom, Mu Ningxi gave orders with a smile.

After saying that, the two looked at each other and picked up the chopsticks on the table.

Before the chopsticks reached the dish in front of me, there was a knock on the door.

"You eat first, auntie will go open the door." Thinking of Mu Xiner who was waiting for her at the door two days ago, Mu Ningxi felt a little uneasy.

After talking to Zheng Zihao, Mu Ningxi stood up and walked towards the door.

There was no peephole on the old wooden door. Mu Ningxi stood behind the door, thinking.

The knocking on the door continued.

Mu Ningxi took a deep breath and opened the door forcefully from the inside. The moment she saw Huo Beichen, her heart relaxed.

"You brought Zihao back." Huo Beichen glanced at her and walked straight into the house. His tone left no room for doubt.

"How do you know?" After closing the door, Mu Ningxi followed him and asked.

Huo Beichen walked towards the place where the aroma of food was coming from, ignoring Mu Ningxi's questions.

Seeing his indifferent attitude towards her, and remembering his evil act of blocking her before, Mu Ningxi became anxious. Just as she was about to reach out to grab Huo Beichen, she heard Zheng Zihao's voice floating over:

"Uncle, why are you here?"

Mu Ningxi quickly put down her outstretched hand.

If Zihao saw me flirting with Huo Beichen, I wondered if he would go home and tell others about it. What if Huo Beichen's parents knew about it, they would think that I was interested in Huo Beichen.

After asking, Zheng Zihao stood obediently beside the dining table, with his hands behind his back, staring at Huo Beichen nervously.

Seeing Zheng Zihao admitting his mistake, Mu Ningxi's heart ached. What on earth had Huo Beichen done to Zihao that made him so afraid of him?

Mu Ningxi didn't want to see Huo Beichen blaming Zheng Zihao. She was about to explain that she was the one who asked Zheng Zihao to come, but she heard Huo Beichen responding to Zheng Zihao indifferently:

"My uncle was hungry and had no place to eat. I knew your Aunt Mu had prepared a meal, so I came here to eat."

After saying this, Huo Beichen glanced at Mu Ningxi's face intentionally or unintentionally.

Mu Ningxi belatedly realized and ran to the kitchen to get out a set of bowls and chopsticks.

Huo Beichen's words made Zheng Zihao less nervous than before. He sat back in his chair and ate his meal obediently.

"Zihao, eat more shrimps." Seeing that Zheng Zihao was busy with the rice in his bowl without picking up any vegetables, Mu Ningxi helped him pick up some shrimps.

Zheng Zihao nodded with a smile on his face.

During the meal, Mu Ningxi spent most of her time taking care of Zheng Zihao and didn't say a word to Huo Beichen.

Although Huo Beichen has always believed in not talking after eating, he still felt uncomfortable facing Mu Ningxi's obvious rejection, but he could do nothing about it.

He would not try to find topics to talk to Mu Ningxi actively. That was not Huo Beichen's style.

The meal ended with the interaction between Mu Ningxi and Zheng Zihao.

After dinner, Mu Ningxi put the dishes and chopsticks into the kitchen.

Huo Beichen and Zheng Zihao were the only ones left in the restaurant.

"Zihao, did you have fun today?" Looking into the kitchen and pausing for a few seconds on the figure of Mu Ningxi who was washing dishes with her back to them, Huo Beichen pulled Zihao into his arms and asked in a low voice.

The sudden closeness made Zheng Zihao a little uncomfortable, and his body stiffened in Huo Beichen's arms.

Feeling the change in Zheng Zihao, Huo Beichen tried hard to suppress his dissatisfaction and continued to ask with a smile: "Did you have fun playing with Aunt Mu today?"

Seeing that his uncle was not as angry as usual and became more amiable, Zheng Zihao's nervousness eased. He looked at Huo Beichen, nodded slightly, and said frankly: "I am very happy today."

It seems that what Mu Ningxi said was right. I was indeed too strict with Zihao before, which made him so afraid of me. I must never do this again in the future.

Noticing that Zheng Zihao had relaxed, Huo Beichen once again looked at Mu Ningxi who had her back to him. He felt that what she had said before was correct.

Huo Beichen used to think that Zheng Zihao was a boy and should not be spoiled, so he was very strict with him and neglected Zheng Zihao's mental health.

For a child who lost both parents, Huo Beichen's actions were undoubtedly adding insult to injury.

The two continued chatting for a few more sentences, and Zheng Zihao became more and more relaxed in Huo Beichen's arms.

"Uncle, I want Aunt Mu to be my godmother." Seeing the smile on Huo Beichen's face getting more and more intense, Zheng Zihao whispered his thoughts.

"No!" As soon as he finished speaking, Huo Beichen refused without even thinking.

Mu Ningxi is now his wife and Zihao's aunt, so how could she also be Zihao's godmother?

Huo Beichen's words made Zheng Zihao's previously smiling face suddenly fall.

Realizing that his tone was a bit harsh, Huo Beichen softened his attitude, lowered his head, and asked Zheng Zihao softly, "You just said that you wanted Aunt Mu to be your godmother. Was that your own idea, or did she teach you to say that?"

Zihao is still so young, how could he think about such complicated questions?

After calming down, Huo Beichen began to think about why Zheng Zihao said that.

"I wasn't the one who taught Zihao that." Before Zheng Zihao could answer, Mu Ningxi's voice rang out beside Huo Beichen.

Looking up, Mu Ningxi was standing not far away, looking at Huo Beichen with an innocent expression.

"Zihao, go watch cartoons." After sending Zheng Zihao away, Mu Ningxi turned her gaze to Huo Beichen.

"Mr. Huo, what I said just now was not what Zihao said. He must have seen it on TV." Mu Ningxi explained, not wanting Huo Beichen to misunderstand that she had ulterior motives.

After saying that, she seemed to remember something and added, "In the future, tell the servants at home to be careful not to let Zihao watch adult TV. It will affect him."

Huo Beichen nodded, agreeing with Mu Ningxi's words.

There was silence in the restaurant for a moment.

"I remember you graduated from Peking University." Remembering what Zhong Rui had said before, Huo Beichen recalled the alma mater that Mu Ningxi had filled in on her resume and asked.