CEO Daddy and his Beloved Wife

Mu Qinghuan breathes nervously and reaches out to push Ji Chenyuan away.

"You let me go...!" Mu Qinghuan turned his head to have a look, but the housekeeper was still there!

Mu Qinghuan chagrined to push away Ji Chenyuan, half dead.

Someone's watching. This guy's just messing around!

"If you don't tell me, I won't let it go." Ji Chen Yuan Mou light coldly swept the housekeeper of one side, the line of sight falls on Mu Qing Huan's body again.

"I really forgot..." Mu Qinghuan's hands reach Ji Chenyuan's body.

This person is really more and more lawless, so unscrupulous in Ji's old house!

It's shameless to let others see her!

The housekeeper did not expect that the two people would suddenly embrace each other, and the gesture was extremely intimate. The housekeeper was a little embarrassed.

Looking away, I can only turn around and leave to find Mr. Ji.

He knows the attitude of Mr. Ji, so it's impossible for him to sit back and ignore this occasion, but it's not appropriate to interrupt them face to face. He has to call Mr. Ji out to take charge of the overall situation.

Just as the housekeeper turned around, he just saw that Mr. Ji had come out, staring at the two people holding together in the living room.

The housekeeper immediately stepped aside and stood as quiet as a chicken, with his head down and not saying a word.

Mu Qinghuan finally felt that the atmosphere was not right. As soon as he looked up, he saw Ji's sharp vision coming over. He was so scared that his face turned white. He quickly took a picture of Ji Chenyuan, "let me go, your grandfather is coming..."

Mu Qinghuan orders in a low voice in Ji Chenyuan's ear.

Ji Chenyuan this just relaxed to let go of Mu Qinghuan, calmly look to Ji Laozi.

Ji Laozi looks at Ji Chenyuan with sharp eyes. The atmosphere between the two makes the whole living room fall into a strange silence.

Depressed people can't help breathing light.

The atmosphere makes the scalp numb and the back cool.

Mu Qinghuan's eyes swept back and forth between the two people, and he couldn't help being nervous.

"Grandfather, why don't you tell me when you invite Qinghuan?"

Ji Chenyuan didn't wait for master Ji to speak, so he took the lead in breaking the silence.

"Oh, who shall I invite? When shall I ask you to agree?" Mr. Ji snorted coldly and sat on the sofa. His face was grim and solemn.

"It depends on who is invited. My grandfather invited my wife. Naturally, I have to ask what I mean. However, since my grandfather has invited people here, it's just right. I've come here to formally take my wife to meet my grandfather and ask her to offer you tea and let you meet your granddaughter-in-law."

Ji Chen Yuan is slow and direct this matter sentiment fixed sex.

After drinking this cup of tea, Mr. Ji admits the identity of Mu Qinghuan, the granddaughter-in-law.

"I asked her to come here to divorce you. I don't agree with this marriage. I won't drink tea!"

Ji Laozi is so angry that his beard is cocked up. He doesn't give Mu Qinghuan any face and says it directly.

"I just made it very clear to miss Mu that I would never agree with you. You must divorce."

Mu Qinghuan stood beside Ji Chenyuan, his face unchanged.

Ji Chenyuan reaches out to hold Mu Qinghuan's hand, ten fingers clasped, feeling the temperature of each other's palms. Mu Qinghuan only feels unprecedented stability.

"Grandfather, I'm married, and you don't agree, but I'm still married? Do you think you can divorce me if you say I disagree? "

"You...!"