President Daddy is super strong

Mo yanjue arrives home.

Muqiqi is playing LEGO with the children. They are sitting on the floor mat in front of the floor window, talking and laughing.

Hearing the sound of opening the door, they looked up one after another. Compared with the little guy's indifference to his love, Mu Qiqi's eyes towards him were full of tenderness.

"Back?"

After changing his shoes, Mo yanjue went over and sat down with them on the floor mat. He chuckled, "I'm back."

"What can I do for you, Mr. President?" After all, things said on the phone seem to be in a hurry. Muqiqi is worried that something will be bad for him, so he has been worried.

Now that she finally saw him coming back, she finally put down her heart. In fact, she shouldn't interfere too much in his work, but she couldn't help asking.

It seems that women are born to worry about everything.

"Nothing, Mr. President came to talk to me about the economic development of Cloud City. He wants to solve the employment problem for more people." In order not to let Mu Qiqi worry, Mo yanjue said a word, and then put his eyes on his son, rarely praising him: "yes."

Muqiqi completely relaxed and stood up from the floor mat. "Then play, I'll cook."

"Just get the kitchen ready." Mo yanjue raised his face and took her hand in pain.

Muqiqi smiled softly. "It's just a meal, and I'm not tired."

Mo yanjue painfully coagulated her, "but I can't bear it."

Muqiqi's face was red by his love talk, and he broke away from his palm. "I'm reluctant to give up anything. I'll accompany my son. Dinner will be ready soon."

The reason why she likes the kitchen so much is that she really likes to study food, and that she does it by herself has different meanings, which will make life smoke.

Isn't there a word like that? If you want to grasp a person's heart, you should first grasp his stomach and raise his appetite. How can he leave her?

Hey, hey.

For a while, Muqiqi got into the kitchen, and the man who looked at the kitchen said to his son, "I'll go upstairs and change clothes. You play first."

The little guy raised his head and gave him a cold look. "It's like I need your company."

Before he found Mommy, he didn't entertain himself. When did he accompany him?

Mo yanjue went upstairs, went straight to Muqiqi's bedroom, opened the quilt, turned over the pillow, looked for and found two hairs at the bottom of the pillow. He took them in his hand and looked carefully. He was sure that Muqiqi was right, so he took out the transparent sealed bag and put it in. Then he called Zhou Hua and asked him to come home.

······When Zhou Hua arrived, Muqiqi's dinner was already on the table. Seeing that Zhou tezhu was very enthusiastic, he invited him to have dinner together.

I was drunk last night, but I didn't eat anything today. In fact, I can't help swallowing my saliva when I smell the fragrance, but he declined: "thank you for your kindness. I have something to do with finding mo. I have to go after taking the document."

"Oh, then hurry up. He should be in the study." Muqiqi nodded slightly lost and looked upstairs.

"Well, I'll go up first." Respectfully, he thanked Mu Qiqi. Zhou Hua strode upstairs and knocked on the door of the study.

"In!"

With the permission of general manager Mo, Zhou Hua opened the door gently and said respectfully, "general manager Mo, please come to me."

Mo yanjue took out the sealed bag containing Muqiqi hair from the drawer and handed it to Zhou Hua. "You can go down to the presidential palace and hand it to Mr. President by yourself..."