CEO Daddy and his Beloved Wife

After all, Mu Qinghuan was the superior young lady. He was just a poor boy with no father, no mother and a little sister. Everyone said that he was a delusional, white faced, soft food man.

But now it is not the same, no one dare to say that he, MuQing Huan is not good, his ex husband to help her, that is good.

Mu Ning month don't know to Ye Bei's mind, she just feel is mu Qinghuan secretly to Ye Bei, want to lure him back to revenge himself, suddenly a cavity anger to ignite.

"I won't allow you to contact her! It's none of your business and none of our business whether she is well or not! "

"Well, well, what you say is what you say." To leaf North eyebrow heart flashed a trace of exhaustion, pet drown of say.

Mu Ning month this just satisfied ground rushes into the leaf North bosom, coquettishly embraces the man's waist, but didn't notice a trace of intolerance that the man's eye ground flashed.

He really liked mu ningyue at that time, and he also liked to go to bed with mu ningyue without telling Mu Qinghuan.

At that time, there was a kind of exciting feeling, but he really liked it, but now for a long time, he increasingly felt that mu ningyue was willful and arrogant, which made people unhappy.

Especially in today's muqinghuan, beautiful, refined, elegant leisurely, that kind of feeling is more intense.

But it's about getting married.

As long as the other party does not do too hard, he can spoil her, give her a decent.

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Mu Qinghuan doesn't know these things. She has arrived at the villa in Ji Chenyuan's car.

Looking at the garden villa in the golden area of the city center, Mu Qinghuan once again realized the difference between rich people.

He can afford such a big house in such a land and money.

No, she should have known how much money Ji Chenyuan has. He is the richest man in the world!

"Wow! Our new home is so big, mugo

Mu Qinghuan didn't answer. She wanted to say that this is not "our home.".

"Go in." Ji Chenyuan holds the hand way of small star.

Small star quickly hold Mu Qinghuan's hand, a family of three so hand in hand into the villa.

Mu Qinghuan put down the storage box and went to the bedroom to put things in order.

A turn head see Ji Chen Yuan don't know when to come in, sit beside the bed, is turning over looking at a photo album.

Inside are all the photos of Xiaoxing from the time she was born to the age of three.

Thick several, full of him.

Although Mu Qinghuan still has a father, for her, when her mother died, that Father also went with her.

In this world, she only has her son, a close relative. He is her only and her salvation. She wants to record and treasure every minute of him.

Ji Chenyuan felt sorry for missing his son's first three years old. Now he looks at his son's swaddling appearance and grows up slowly.

The fundus is soft.

This is his son's full moon. This is his son's crawling.

Mu Qinghuan is obviously very attentive. At the bottom of each photo, he records the content of the photo with notes.

"Xiaoxing's first walk"

"Xiaoxing's first roll"

"Xiaoxing's first birthday"

"Xiaoxing's first visit to the park"

"this is a picture of Xiaoxing who has just learned to walk and can't walk steadily, but at that time he was very active and had to walk by himself. As a result, he fell down and sat on the table. He clearly wanted to cry, but he forced his tears to stop me from worrying 。” Mu Qinghuan looks at the photo album and can't help holding the little star beside the man. His tone is full of nostalgia for the past.