After washing and eating breakfast, Mu Qinghuan went to work as usual.

Just at the thought of going back to Mu's home at night, Mu Qinghuan's mood is not very good.

This kind of irritability has continued to work in the evening, and Ji Chenyuan small star go to Mu home, nothing better.

"Mommy, what's the matter with you?"

Small star acutely aware of Mu Qinghuan face is not good, very unhappy appearance.

The little guy was on the alert for fear that they would quarrel again.

Mu Qinghuan shook his head and said, "nothing. I just want to see your grandfather. I feel a little irritable."

"I don't like grandfather." Small star hears speech to be relieved, but immediately small eyebrow also frowned.

"Why?" Mu Qinghuan looks at his son's delicate white face, and his bad mood has improved a lot.

Xiaoxing looked up and said, "they bullied mummy, I know, otherwise mummy would not have been abroad for so many years. They never contacted mummy, and mummy didn't live with them when she returned home."

Mu Qinghuan is stunned. Although she has never concealed her boredom with Mu's family in front of her son, she has never told a child any gratitude or resentment.

But although little star doesn't know anything, she knows a lot in detail.

He's only three years old. I don't know who he's following.

Mu Qinghuan subconsciously looks at Ji Chenyuan on one side.

Men's eyes have been following her, Mu Qinghuan a lift eyes, and men's eyes collided.

Mu Qinghuan quickly seems to have seen nothing, diverting his sight.

But suddenly she was stiff.

Ji Chenyuan unexpectedly so unbridled ground held her hand.

The heart beats uncontrollably like a drum. Mu Qinghuan wants to withdraw his hand, but Ji Chenyuan clutches it more tightly.

Mu Qinghuan couldn't make it at all. He could only let Ji Chenyuan lead him.

Little star, she must struggle too much to notice her son's face.

Mu Qinghuan is helpless.

Fortunately, Bai's ancestral home is not far from here.

Baijiazu house is also an antique manor, pavilions, nine turn corridor.

The decoration is full of low-key luxury.

When I was a child, Mu Qinghuan often came to live with her mother, and was familiar with every plant here.

But now the owner of this manor is mu ningyue.

Mu Qinghuan stands at the door and sees that the signs of Bai's family at the door have been changed to mu. His hatred, which was originally repressed, rushes out uncontrollably.

A sour nose, tears almost fell down.

No matter how to restrain her depression, when she saw that the ancestral home of Bai family had fallen into his hands and stepped here again, how could she restrain herself.

Ji Chenyuan stretched out his hand and held Mu Qinghuan's hand tightly. He said, "I will take it back."

Ji Chenyuan's voice was low and calm.

It's just a matter of fact.

It's full of despotism.

Mu Qinghuan looked up at Ji Chenyuan with tears in her eyes and nodded.

Little star a little worried called out, "Daddy? Mommy? Mommy, why are you crying? "

"Nothing. Mommy is missing her grandfather."

Mu Qinghuan rubbed his son's head.

Three people walk into the White House together.

When the servant saw the three, he quickly and respectfully led them in.

Mu Qinghuan walked through the courtyard, where she was familiar with every place. Now, the potted plants planted by her grandfather are gone.

Mu Qinghuan can't help but want to tighten his fist, but clenched Ji Chenyuan's hand.

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