Rebirth of the hidden marriage: devil wife spoiles deeply!

Mu Wanxiang took a serious look at him. Such a warm shirt was wearing a different temperament on him. Suddenly, Mu Wanxiang thought of Gu, who was high above, and felt that strangers were not allowed to enter.

In fact, it's not necessarily that Gu Yichen's shirts are cold, but... No matter how warm the shirts are on him, they all look so cold!

Gu Yichen saw that she was distracted, and her sexy thin lips opened slightly: "look good."

Mu Wanxiang pounded his head: "HMM."

Gu Yichen stood in front of the mirror, sorted out his clothes, turned back and said, "not bad, thank you... Wife."

His lips were suddenly kissed by him. Where was Mu Wanxiang Leng? It took a long time to reflect what he had just said. He was calling himself... That name!

Mu Wanxiang looked back and caught a glimpse of the smile at the bottom of his eyes. He was suddenly a little excited. When he opened the door, he turned and hugged his waist, "I'll go downstairs with you."

As soon as they stepped into the restaurant, song Lianpeng said with a cheerful face, "you're down. I've prepared Soup for you..."

Gu Yichen's face suddenly cooled down and looked at her with a black line. His face was a little cold and dark.

Song Lianpeng found that the two children looked at her strangely. She pointed to the table and explained humbly, "this... This is ordinary soup... I swear, there is no problem..."

Before Song Lianpeng finished, Gu Yichen had helped Mu Wanxiang sit in a chair and opened his thin lips: "just drink bird's nest."

Mu Wanxiang nodded, "HMM."

The two ignored song Lianpeng's explanations. Gu Yichen had taken the bird's nest to Mu Wanxiang.

"Son, you have to trust mom. In fact, the attention yesterday... It was all from your father. It's your immoral father. I advised him. Really, you have to trust mom... I really advised him, but I can't beat him again, so..."

"Mom." Gu Yichen interrupted her, paused and said quietly, "I believe you. Have a meal."

"Oh." Song Lianpeng took a mouthful of toast.

Mu Wanxiang looked at Song Lianpeng's stunned expression and almost didn't laugh. She thought that Gu Yichen would go to hell if he believed her.

Song Lianpeng took care of his true letter and false letter. He handed Mu Wanxiang a piece of toast and immediately turned over the article and said, "today's breakfast is Chinese. Wanxiang, this egg yolk toast is good. Try it."

"Thank you, mom."

In the morning, Wang Ye had just finished the meeting, and the department manager took the initiative to walk to his station: "Wang Ye, give this to Jason later. Today, the big boss is also in the company. I have to go to have a meeting. You follow up on this project. You can go with me."

As soon as Wang Ye listened, he could attend the meeting held by the big boss. He was shocked and got up and said, "OK, I'll be ready now."

Seeing that he was in such a positive state, the Department Manager nodded with satisfaction and patted him on the shoulder: "be busy first."

Wang Ye repeatedly replied, "Hey, OK!"

As soon as the voice fell, Wang Ye sat on his station in high spirits, collected and sorted out the materials prepared a few days ago, didn't even care to drink, and rushed to the elevator with the materials.

At this time, there were not many people from the company, and there were few scattered people in the elevator. They soon reached the top floor.

When Wang Ye was ready to send the information to Jason, he saw a man in a beige shirt entering the president's office not far away. He even walked so calm and elegant. His cold and arrogant temperament was inexplicably familiar.