Exclusive Sweet Marriage

Chapter 1146

Murong takes Lu nianyi by the hand, but Lu nianyi can feel that he is in a bad mood.

Also, no matter how bad the relationship between father and son, such doubt is quite hurtful.

"Wood." Lu Nian called out in a crisp voice.

"Well." Murong looks at Lu nianyi puzzled.

"I have something to tell you. You squat down slightly." Lu Nian made a small move towards him.

Murong squatted down slightly. Lu Nian put his arms around his neck and directly printed a kiss on her face. He also made a Baji sound.

After the kiss, she turned her head shyly.

Murong was stunned for a moment, then spread his eyebrows and eyes, and then chuckled, tightly hugging Lu nianyi's waist, "one by one, thank you."

"We don't have to talk about that."

"One by one, you are my sweet baby."

Lu Nian has a headache. Murong's Chinese is actually very good, but occasionally she jumps out a few words that make her laugh and cry, "Murong, don't talk nonsense, learn Chinese well, who is your sweet baby."

"It's you, my dear baby."

Lu Nian's face was very dry and pink, and his face was extremely uncomfortable.

Murong seldom sees her like this. Most of the time, she is like a little imperial sister, full of domineering.

He looked at the heart, also bowed his head to kiss her.

Lu Nian pushed him away. "Well, on the main road, don't do that. Let's go back quickly."

"You started it first."

"I'm not looking at you like a little wretch. I sympathize with you. Don't push any further."

Murong laughed more happily, "one by one, you can go to my place for dinner tonight. I'll let my mother cook soup. Her cooking skills have been in a mess for so many years, but soup is the only one."

"Can I compete with my father?"

"I don't know. I've never seen my father-in-law cook." Murong's words are so sour.

"Cheeky, I haven't been cleaned up enough by my father last time. I'm still thinking about going to my house for dinner. You're not afraid that he will clean you up again."

"No, my father-in-law gives me a sense of paternity."

He grew up so big that his own father had never treated him like that. Although he was a bit shameful in front of so many people, he was also intimate. He could see that.

Because he never stopped him from associating with Lu nianyi, which shows that he recognized him. After all, he was a treasure in his heart and was abducted by a man.

It's natural for him to feel bad. It's nothing to let him kick his feet out.

Murong has figured this out for a long time.

"Murong, are you masochistic?" Lu Nian stares at Murong like a ghost.

"I only accept the beating of my future father-in-law. No one else can."

"Murong, you're not sick. I don't think you are crazy when you mention my father."

"I'm a little fan of your father."

Lu nianyi looked at Murong and saw his eyes full of sincerity. He couldn't help laughing.

"Well, my father is so proud and charming. He has a lot of fans. But what happened to your dad? Your mother just arrived in a city for a few days. How did he follow her? I'm reluctant to divorce your mother? "

"He certainly doesn't want to get divorced. For so many years, he has a wife and can do whatever he wants. He has always been the envy of others. How can he promise to get divorced when he is old?"

"Do you have a plan?"

"There's no good way, but this place is not his territory. Since he's here, he can't leave so easily. If he can't leave, he can't leave."

Lu Nian widened his eyes. "Are you going to imprison your father?"

"One by one, how can you think of me so much and talk so ugly? I haven't seen my father for many years. I just want to live with him for a few more days to enhance the relationship between father and son." Mu Rong has a smile on his lips.

Lu nianyi looks at Mu Rong, and the more he thinks about it, the more he feels that it's not so simple. The man's mind is heavy, and all this may have been expected by him.

As soon as Mu Zhenhua stayed in the hotel, the phone from Mu Ling called and asked if he had found the truth.

"No, Murong and Miss Lu have alibi. There is no surveillance video in the place where you were beaten. There is no way to start investigating." Mu Zhenhua just ate shriveled in Murong and was in a bad mood.

Piansheng at this time, Mu Ling didn't realize it, "Dad, this must be premeditated, it must be designed in advance by Murong, it must have something to do with them."

"I just asked you to come and ask him to go back. What are you going to do with his girlfriend? If you don't mess up, will you end up like this? You can't blame anyone. "

Wood Ling voice suddenly weak, guilty way: "Dad, I don't know what you are talking about?"

"Don't fool me. You know what you've done. If you mess around in other people's territory, you'll have to bear the consequences. You think you're in Singapore. If you do something wrong, there are a lot of people to clean up the mess for you. That's it. When you're done, you'll go back. "

Wood Ling Leng for a while, discontented cry: "Dad, what do you mean? Are you trying to make me think it didn't happen? I'm almost killed. "

"If you have the ability, go and get justice for yourself. I won't stop you. If you don't have the ability, go back to me. Don't disgrace me here."

Wood Zhenhua finish directly hang up the phone, only feel brain Ren pain.

"Master, don't think about the second young master. Let him teach you a lesson."

Mu Zhenhua nodded, "did you find Cheng Qiao's residence?"

"Madame, she lives with the young master."

Mu Zhenhua slapped the table, "I knew it was like this, otherwise I would not be brainwashed so soon."

"I can't stay too long in a city. We'll find Cheng Qiao before Murong goes home."

As soon as Cheng Qiao knew that Lu Nian was going to have dinner, she began to work early. Now she is bored to stay at home every day. She likes to find something to do for herself.

She cooked a large pot of soup, but did not wait for her son and future daughter-in-law, until it was Mu Zhenhua.

Looking at the two people standing at the door, she was stunned. Before she could say anything, Mu Zhenhua and Pang Hai had come in.

"I said, are you two polite? Can you come into other people's houses at will?"

Mu Zhenhua directly sat on the sofa, smelled a burst of aroma, can't help but ask: "what's stewing in the kitchen?"

"Soup for muronghe."

"So intimate, so quick to recognize that girl?"

"It's my business. It's none of your business. What are you doing here?" Cheng Qiao looks at Mu Zhenhua.

"I'm hungry. Give me a bowl of soup." Mu Zhenhua's natural way.

"It's for my son. It's not for you. If you want to drink soup, go to the hotel by yourself."