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"I couldn't blame Ye Junhao for his thoughts, thinking of many possibilities, but the relationship between husband and wife was really as cold as ice.
Ye Junhao didn't say much. After thanking him, he said nothing except for those dark eyes that were still staring at Mu Chuchen.
The too quiet environment made Mu Chuchen feel unsure, so she took the initiative to break the silence between them, "Where are you taking Mu Mu?"
Ye Junhao pursed his lips.
Mu Chuchen guessed: "Is Mumu feeling uncomfortable?"
She took two steps forward and reached out to touch Ye Mu's forehead.
Because she moved so fast, neither father nor son could react, and the white and slender hand touched Ye Mu's forehead. After Chuchen finished touching it and confirmed that his son had no fever, he retracted his hand before father and son reacted. .
The little guy flattened his mouth and took turns rubbing the area touched by his mother with his two little hands.
I feel wronged.
Mom is bad, she attacked him secretly.
"I'll take Mumu to Jun's Hotel to discuss business."
Ye Junhao felt that he could no longer remain silent, otherwise this woman would have random thoughts.
Mu Chuchen suddenly realized, then smiled and said, "I'll go with you too."
Ye Junhao: "Chuchen, Mr. Shang has a bad temper and is also a very important guest of the Jun family. Please don't cause damage. The loss will be calculated in hundreds of millions."
Mu Chuchen was hurt. She looked at Ye Junhao with grievances, knowing that Ye Junhao would soften his heart if she showed her grievances.
If it weren't for the immortality of the soul after death in her previous life, and seeing Ye Junhao help her collect her body and take care of her funeral affairs, and even stay awake all night with her body, the pain in his eyes couldn't be covered, Mu Chuchen would have thought that Ye Junhao Hao has no feelings for her.
Ye Junhao looked away and did not look at her, lest he become soft-hearted.
Seeing that he didn¡¯t look at her, Mu Chuchen said resolutely: ¡°Jun Hao, I promise not to cause any sabotage. If I do, I will compensate your company for any loss.¡±
Ye Junhao really wanted to say, can you afford to pay for it?
The words came to her lips, but she didn't say them out, thinking that they would hurt her.
Although Ye Junhao didn't want to take Mu Chuchen to meet the client, Mu Chuchen was as thick-skinned as a piece of brown candy. He ignored Ye Junhao's gloomy face and squeezed into Ye Junhao's car.
After getting in the car, Ye Mu didn¡¯t want to be next to her mother.
Ye Junhao naturally stood next to Mu Chuchen.
The little guy leaned against his father and poked his head out to look at Mu Chuchen from time to time. Every time the mother and son's eyes met, Mu Chuchen would smile softly at him.
"Jun Hao, drink the soup first."
Mu Chuchen took back the lunch box from Ye Junhao, opened the lid, picked up the spoon and started to feed Ye Junhao some soup. Ye Junhao was so shocked that he almost hit the car door and jumped out of the car.
"I will do it myself."
Ye Junhao quickly grabbed the spoon and lunch box.
Regardless of whether the soup was still a bit hot to the mouth, he just drank it from his lunch box without even using a spoon.
He thought he would be very thirsty. After the soup entered his mouth, he smacked the taste. Well, it was quite delicious.
Xiao Yemu raised her head and looked at her father drinking soup from his lunch box. Seeing his father getting more and more happy as he drank, the little guy swallowed his saliva, with longing in his big black and bright eyes.
Maybe it was because his son's longing eyes were too strong. Ye Junhao stopped drinking the soup and turned his head to look into his son's longing eyes.
Ye Junhao: He drank from his lunch box, so it was not easy to feed his son.
Touching his son's head, Ye Junhao said gently and apologetically: "Mumu, next time, dad will definitely taste it with you next time."
This time, he has it all to himself.
Thinking that he could enjoy the soup cooked by himself in Chuchen all to himself, Yejun Haoden felt that the soup tasted better, just like drinking honey water, and a sweetness filled his heart.
When Ye Junhao finished drinking the soup, Mu Chuchen thoughtfully wiped his mouth with a tissue, gently.
Ye Junhao was struck by lightning. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com