Chapter 668
Chapter 668
With arms in her arms, Mu Qinghuan stood quietly in front of the French window. Her eyes were never calm. She glanced at the downstairs. She turned around and leaned lightly against the glass window.
"It's said that the fourth brother has been waiting for a long time and is not allowed to go down to say hello?" Lanfei asked curiously.
Mu Qinghuan shakes his head. "What if he comes? Aren't you leaving yet? Well, he's just a passer-by in my life. "
LANFEIER only thought this was too cruel, so he said, "he has difficulties, too. After all, sir is his benefactor. If you are willing to wait for him for a year, I believe that after this year, he will not forget you, on the contrary, he will treat you better, because he will always remember that he owes you a year!"
"The baby can't have no father..." stroking his belly, Mu Qinghuan's words trembled. "I'm not only thinking about myself, but also worried about this child. Since I decided to have a baby, I have to be responsible for the baby. I don't want this child to be like my heart!"
Although the heart and mouth do not say, but muqinghuan than everyone knows, in fact, the heart most hope, can have a healthy family.
If you can't give your baby a home, what's the point of giving birth?
She became an irresponsible mother.
"You say this..." the whole body tightens up, LAN Fei son inconceivable say, "don't you want this kid?"
"I'm thinking about it." Mu Qinghuan took a deep breath. "It's not fun to have a baby. You can't give birth to a child regardless of the consequences because of your selfishness. You should think more about the future of the child, right?"
Lanfei Er drops her eyes. She is lost in thought. Her situation is not better than muqinghuan. In fact, she admires muqinghuan even more. At least, the sixth brother is waiting for her silently, and the fourth brother is also worried about her.
"Do you think I'm terrible?" Mu Qinghuan holds LAN fei'er's shoulder.
"No, as a mother, I can understand you. In fact, you want to give your baby everything better..." LANFEIER smiles happily.
"Well." Mu Qinghuan says helplessly, and then sits on the desk again. She is sad and wants to vent her anger, but she can't be angry. It's not good for her baby, so she can only try to divert her attention... Overtime!
"Mr. mu, you'd better go back and have a rest. In your present state, can you read the words on the document?" Rafael is really convinced.
Mu Qinghuan found out that she took the document upside down and immediately got a little frustrated and lay on the desk.
Drop by drop.
A city: what are you doing?
As if to find spiritual sustenance, Mu Qinghuan anxious typing: do not know what to do.
A city: are you in a bad mood?
Qinghuan: anyway, it's not good.
A city: why?
Mu Qinghuan doesn't reply. It's strange to chat with a stranger.
But the next second, Mu Qinghuan picked up the phone again.
Sometimes, I prefer to chat with a stranger, because I don't know each other, so I don't have too much pressure.
Qinghuan: I'm lovelorn.
A city
Qinghuan: I'm kidding you.
A city: you said, you have no one you like.
Qinghuan: sorry, I don't know what happened.
A city: you don't need to say sorry, just treat me as a good friend.
Three seconds later.
A city: it seems that you like that person very much.
Qinghuan: I'm tired. I'll talk to you next time.
Close the cell phone, Mu Qinghuan carrying a bag downstairs, she wants to pick up her son from school, but the car closed the city still did not go, she had to contact her son first, "son, I encountered a difficult matter, I'm sorry, you wait for me after school, my mother will be there later."
"Ann, I'll take the bus." Heart waved his hand, "is not... Dad looking for you?"
It's a good guess. Mu Qinghuan nodded, "well."
"You have a good chat. Don't worry about me. I can go home by myself. By the way, let dad go home and have dinner together. I'll cook myself." My heart is very clever.
Mu Qinghuan suddenly felt that she was incompetent. When she thought of going to France, she said, "I know."
"Good bye, dear." Heart closed the phone, a burst of eyebrows, thinking, a good show at night.
"Xinxin, may I come to your house?" The girl with a bow on her head, I'm sorry to ask.
"My family is having a family dinner today." "Next time," he said
"Xinxin..." Zhuzhu came quickly with her schoolbag on her back, "you've come back to China. If you don't leave, we can go to school together again."
"Zhu Zhu, come here." A hearty and handsome wave.
Bead bead then lovely smile, "ha, do you want to invite me to eat ice?"
"Let's go. Come to my house for dinner. My brother cooks himself. It's sure to be delicious." The heart embraces the bead, that small appearance is very proud.
"..." Niuniu was in a mess in the wind, "brother Xinxin!" Too eccentric, right?
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Far away, when he saw Mu Qinghuan walk out of the company, he rang the car flute. "My son said he wanted to see you. Let's have a meal together."
In Mu Qinghuan's words, he meant to ease the atmosphere.
Fengcheng actively opened the door, and then he deliberately slowed down to avoid muqinghuan carsickness.
Repulse Bay.
"How are you?" After getting off the bus, Feng Cheng helps Mu Qinghuan to open the door and touch her forehead naturally.
It's said that pregnant women are prone to carsickness and vomiting. It's a little nervous to close the city.
"Nothing." Shaking his head, Mu Qinghuan moved his touch more naturally.
"Daddy Heart with a spatula, "the food is ready, come to eat."
Xinxin is only eight years old, but like Fengcheng, she has the potential of Kitchen God.
"It's my son." Looking at a table of delicious food, it's no surprise that the city was closed. After two years in France, my heart must have learned a lot of self-reliance skills. It's also an advantage to marry a wife later.
"Son, how wonderful you are Excited thumbs up, Mu Qinghuan is really an eye opener. It's a pity that he's not a chef because of his knife work and posture.
"Son, do you want to be a cook in the future?" Mu Qinghuan blinked. In his mind, the cooks are fat, and his son is absolutely invincible and handsome.
"No Heart shook his head, "cooking is to marry a wife, pick up girls, my father was."
"..." the city was sealed and speechless, and then clarified, "well, I often cook for you, but you don't remember."
Can you believe what he said?
Mu Qinghuan opened his mouth to eat a piece of braised pork. In an instant, his face was filled with happiness. It was delicious!
Boo!
Mu Qinghuan pressed his son's face and said, "son, I've come up with a good way to get rich. When you become a cook, I'll count the money!"
"It's a waste of talent when I'm a cook!" I want to be a singer, but my father doesn't agree
Feng Cheng's face is not happy, immediately embracing Mu Qinghuan, "be reserved."
Even if he is jealous of his son, can he leave at ease?
All of a sudden, I'm not sure.
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