The emperor's wife is addicted to seducing his wife: his ex-wife is captured

Chapter 237 A postcard from
The housekeeper immediately felt bad when he saw it. When can't find the photos, he has to look for them at night, and it's better to go earlier, just in time for the young master to come back.

When she was worrying about what to say to get away with it, Mu Shaocheng raised the photo in Yang's hand, "Why does my mother have a photo of this child?"

"Young Master..." The butler hesitated to speak, obviously he had been given an explanation before to not talk nonsense in front of him.

Mu Shaocheng could also understand, so he simply turned around and left with the photo, "Don't worry about it, I will bring the photo to my mother when I go to the hospital tomorrow."

Just like that, Mu Shaocheng confiscated the photos openly, and when the housekeeper left, Mu Shaocheng sneaked into Mrs. Mu's room.

He seldom went into his mother's room, so he didn't know that there was a photo album on his mother's bed besides the photos of their family. The photo he took from the housekeeper before was taken out of the photo album.

He sat down by the bed, picked up the photo album and opened it, only to realize that it was not all photos, but more postcards, which were sent by Jun Ling in the past few years, and he was very familiar with the handwriting on them. It should be mailed every half a month, and a thick copy has been saved over the past few years.

Mother should really like Jun Ling, otherwise why would she keep all the postcards she sent.

Among the piles of postcards, there are countless photos, including the one in his hand, there should be only two.

One is Mao Mao wearing a watermelon outfit when he was young, red and green like a watermelon, with a round face and two big eyes shining brightly. Eat fruit on Jun Ling's lap.

The other one was taken from the housekeeper, it shows Mao Mao's recent appearance, but at a glance, it can be seen that it was a photo taken in a hurry, Mao Mao was sitting at the piano, with short fingers on the Jumping on the keys, but I don't know why I keep frowning, looking unhappy.

Mu Shaocheng looked at the photo for a while, and once his eyes fell on the postcard. In recent years, Junling has been to many places. The postcards have different styles and textures, but the handwriting on them has never changed, and the last few words will always be the same. It read, "May mother be well."

His heart trembled slightly. In fact, Jun Ling and his mother had become like real mother and daughter before he knew it.

That night, Mu Shaocheng took the postcards and photos back to his bedroom, one after another, and he read them all night.

Simply, let Xiao A do not know whether the people who have been blocking this time intentionally let go of the investigation, or they just happened to get what he wanted without making Mu Shaocheng wait long. However, he didn't know, then Not all of them.

The matter of Mayor Bai's perverting the law for personal gain and being shuanggui is still in full swing. However, at this moment, a video of Mayor Bai instigating someone to cause a car accident broke out on the Internet. Add audio, and even attract the attention of the upper layer.

Of course, there are also people who watch the excitement and are not afraid of big things. They compared the audio in the video with the voice in the audio, and finally concluded that Mayor Bai's secretary in the video is the one who caused the car accident in the audio.

One stone caused a thousand waves, and even the secretary who followed Mayor Bai was detained, pending review.

Mu Shaocheng had just found out about Jun Ling's car accident back then, and was about to investigate when someone brought the truth to his door, but instead of feeling happy, he was furious. He only felt that Mayor Bai's current results made him a little bit Children are not satisfied.

"Young Master Mu, calm down." Little A moved two steps away from him, persuading him, but his eyes were guarded.

In the past few years, Mu Shaocheng has a violent temper and gets angry from time to time. When he gets angry, he might attack someone. He couldn't help but mourn for Mayor Bai again. It really... deserves it!

"Do you know who posted this on the Internet? Check the IP, I want to thank him."

Little A was stunned, his face was livid with emotion for a long time, was he angry that he didn't find the truth earlier than the other party?
"Ok."

"Is Junheng doing anything?"

"No, since the video on the Internet broke out, I have made a point of drawing people's attention. Jun Heng didn't do anything big, but asked the lawyer to sue Mayor Bai in court with a lawsuit."

It's hardly an action.

Mu Shaocheng wiped his face, but withdrew the expression on his face, "What about Mao Mao?"

"The paternity test has been obtained." Little A handed over the identification report, and Mu Shaocheng was about to take it, but found that his hands were shaking a little, Little A blinked, thinking that happiness came too fast.

The appraisal report was unfolded, because it was handled urgently and secretly, even Xu Fan didn't tell the truth, and the appraisal report was only a thin sheet.

Mu Shaocheng stared at the numbers for a long while, 99.9% almost blinding his eyes.

"Little A, I have a son!" Mu Shaocheng suddenly yelled wildly. Little A was startled and shivered, but also smiled, "Congratulations, Young Master Mu."

Mu Shaocheng stood up and was about to go out, "No, I have to go and see my son."

Little A stayed.

However, Mu Shaocheng took two steps and then stopped. He frowned and looked at Little A, "Should I buy him some presents?"

Little A was taken aback for a moment, then nodded hesitantly, "It should be...it should be."

He doesn't have a son either, no one has taught him, he has no experience, let alone what it's like to be a cheap father.

"Come on, come with me to buy a gift for my son."

Two big men with stunned heads roared to the maternity and baby store in the car, but when they looked at the toys inside, the big ones were big and the small ones were small.

Little A followed Mu Shaocheng and silently reminded, "Mu Shao, I think the young master might not like this."

What kind of fake pistol and what kind of balloon are these two or three-year-old children playing with?

Mu Shaocheng thought about it, when he first saw that child, he was sketching from life, and the pictures he drew were pretty good, so he seemed a little mentally handicapped for giving these things.

He turned to look at little A, then what do you think should be given.

"...Give me a real gun."

"I'll kill you." Mu Shaocheng gave him a slap in the face. In fact, it's not bad to play with real guns instead of fake ones. However, he might be kicked out of Jun's house by Jun Ling before Mao Mao got his hands. ?
Little A is wronged, Young Master Mu, it was you who asked me to make an idea.

Silently following Mu Shaocheng out of the maternity and baby shop, the two walked around the big shopping mall. Mu Shaocheng suddenly remembered that Jun Ling and Mao Mao went fishing a few days ago, so it shouldn't be a problem to buy a fishing rod, right?

So Mu Shaocheng began to happily buy fishing rods in the shopping mall. For 30 years, he had never picked out things for himself, but this time he listened carefully to the introduction of the shopping guide, going from one shopping mall to another. After searching and wasting a whole morning, he finally chose two fishing rods, one for Jun Ling and one for Mao Mao.

He didn't need little A to help carry the fishing rod after he bought it. He walked leisurely on the road with it by himself, checking if he wanted to bring anything for his son.

"Young Master Mu, shall we send it to the young master?"

After shopping for a day, Xiao A finally realized that when men go shopping like this, the carriage has been filled with all kinds of things, and there is only room for two people to sit.

Little A was going to drive, but Mu Shaocheng pulled him aside, "I will drive myself."

Little A thought for a while, opened the car door and just stepped in with one foot, when Mu Shaocheng hit his foot with a small box containing chewing gum, "Sit in the back."

"It's too crowded in the back."

Mu Shaocheng cast his cold eyes over him, "You want me to throw you down?"

"I'm not a woman." Xiao A muttered silently, closed the co-pilot's door and climbed into the back seat silently.

It has been three years since Mu Shaocheng came back, and there was no one else on the co-pilot.

There was one time when she came back from an event, a female star wanted to get into his car because of her social status. Mu Shaocheng was in a good mood that day. It would be fine if she obediently stayed in the back seat, but the car didn't drive for a long time. , actually crawled from behind to the front, that's not counting, but also intended to seduce him.

Mu Shaocheng became angry immediately, and directly opened the car door and kicked the person out. From opening to closing the door, the car didn't stop.

They silently drove the second car and followed behind. It was very clear that the actress was thrown into the green belt, and was trampled down after a short while. Afterwards, they did not know what to do, and finally accumulated it. Reputation is also ruined.

Since then, almost everyone inside and outside the circle knew that Mu Shaocheng's co-pilot was his minefield, no one dared to sit in it, and no one dared to try it.

Little A was squeezed between a pair of toys, crying bitterly, Young Master Mu, he didn't play like this.

Not long after, the car stopped in front of Jun's old house. The lights inside were brightly lit, even the courtyard was lit. From their position, they could vaguely see the scene of Mao Mao and Jun Heng playing in the courtyard.

Mao Mao had no biological father by his side since he was a child, and although Xiaobao was always with him when he was growing up, the feeling of following and his father was always different, so Jun Heng tried to spare time to accompany him after he came back.

The two of them were playing in the yard with water guns. If you chased me, they were all wet.

Jun Ling helplessly stood on the steps and yelled at the two of them, "Maomao, you caught a cold because of your playfulness, and I will cut off your flesh for half a month."

Mao Mao immediately yelled, protesting, Jun Heng laughed and picked him up, took his water gun, "Let's go, listen to Mommy, uncle will play with you tomorrow."

Mu Shaocheng stared blankly, and then looked back at the gifts he had chosen. He suddenly realized that no matter how much money he spent or how many things he bought, he couldn't get back the time he deserved to be with his children.

Compared with money, those laughter and happiness are priceless and cherished.

"I, I am a child born to a mother but not raised by a father."

"He took his little wife to give birth..."

"Not a good man..."

The words Mao Mao once said echoed in his ears, and Mu Shaocheng's heart was cut like a knife. It turned out that he was such a man in Mao Mao's eyes. It turned out that he had already left such an impression on Mao Mao.

"Mu Shao, don't you want to go in?" Little A didn't know why Mu Shaocheng didn't go in all of a sudden, the dim sight in the carriage made him unable to see Mu Shaocheng's expression clearly.

After a while, Mu Shaocheng shook his head, "I won't go in."

(End of this chapter)