My Reborn Wife Is Delicately Pretty

C22 Jiang Sen Came Back



C22 Jiang Sen Came Back

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Ye Junhao was extremely efficient today.    

    

He was in a good mood, and from time to time, a smile would appear on his face.    

    

Not only did it surprise everyone in the company, even his old classmate and uncle, Mu Zhiyuan, stared at him for a long time.    

    

"Jun Hao, you always laugh when you pick up a mountain of gold."    

    

Ye Junhao smiled faintly. "I don't lack money. The golden mountain isn't very attractive to me."    

    

He put down the signature pen and looked at Mu Zhiyuan, who was sitting opposite of Mu. There was a gentle look in his eyes. He took the initiative to explain, "Chuchen, after jumping into the river... she woke up and said that she wanted to live a good life with me."    

    

Mu Zhiyuan's expression changed.    

    

After his mother left, his father married again. He married an old lover who had been cheating on him for twenty years and even brought back a younger sister who was only three years younger than Chuchen.    

    

Mu Zhiyuan blamed his father, hated his stepmother, and only regarded Chuchen as his only family.    

    

However, ever since Chuchen married Ye Junhao, the siblings gradually became enemies. The woman he loved the most was also forced to break up with him because of his younger sister.    

    

Mu Zhiyuan was deeply afraid of his sister's ability to seek death.    

    

"She really woke up?"    

    

Mu Zhiyuan didn't believe that his sister would wake up.    

    

Ye Junhao's eyes were deep. "No matter if it is true or not, I will not let go. Last night, our relationship broke through the ice layer."    

    

He had eaten meat.    

    

He ate a delicious meal.    

    

"Is this the reason why you are so happy and efficient today?"    

    

Ye Junhao admitted, "Zhiyuan, you know my feelings for Chuchen."    

    

"Chung Sen is back."    

    

Mu Zhiyuan suddenly threw out a bomb.    

    

Ye Junhao's face turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye.    

    

"Chuchen's feelings for Chung Sen are as deep as the ocean. Chung Sen is back. Chuchen, she... Jun Hao, if she is like before, the two of you should be separated. It is not good for either of you to be tied together."    

    

Seeing his sister torture his old classmate, Mu Zhiyuan felt that it was not worth it for his old classmate.    

    

Ye Junhao's eyes were cold as he said domineeringly," My woman, unless I let go, no one can take her away! "Whoever dared to take her away, he would chop off their hands!    

    

Mu Chuchen took the initiative to provoke him, he could not let go.    

    

"Ring, ring, ring..."    

    

The phone on the inside rang.    

    

Ye Junhao pressed the hands-free button.    

    

"President, the president's wife is here. She said she wants to see you."    

    

Ye Junhao's tensed face began to crack, "Let her come up."    

    

After hanging up the phone, Ye Junhao said to Mu Zhiyuan, "Chuchen is here. You two have not seen each other for a long time. We will have dinner together later."    

    

Mu Zhiyuan's face was cold.    

    

He lowered his head to look at his cute nephew. The little guy raised his handsome little face. His big black eyes sparkled like the stars in the sky. He called out in a childish voice, "Uncle."    

    

Mu Zhiyuan's heart felt like it was going to melt.    

    

He touched his nephew's head lovingly and responded to Ye Junhao, "Alright."    

    

A few minutes later.    

    

Mu Chuchen carried a large bouquet of roses and knocked on the door as she entered.    

    

"Jun Hao."    

    

Mu Chuchen smiled when she entered. When she saw her brother, her smile froze. She remembered that her brother did not forgive her even after she died in her previous life. She was filled with regret.    

    

She almost could not hold it in and wanted to cry again.    

    

Shaking her head, Mu Chuchen forced herself to smile. She could not cry.    

    

Again.    

    

"Brother, you're here too."    

    

Mu Zhiyuan's face was stern, and he pursed his lips, not saying a word.    

    

Mu Chuchen's smile was a little stiff. Very soon, she walked over with the bouquet as if nothing had happened. She handed the bouquet to Ye Junhao with a sweet smile and said coquettishly, "Hubby, I bought a bouquet of flowers for you. I hope your mood is as beautiful as a flower every day."    

    


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