C395 Mu Mu Was so Sad!
C395 Mu Mu Was so Sad!
When he thought about how his enemy would take the initiative to come to the Jun's Group to gain experience for Zhou Mengzhu, Ye Junhao could not help but smile in a low voice. There was a thrill of revenge in his eyes.
When Li Dongyang used Chuchen to beat him up, he was not soft-hearted at all.
Even if Li Dongyang had three views in front of the big picture, Ye Junhao wouldn't be kind enough to wake him up. In fact, he had fallen in love with Li Dongyang.
It was rare that he, Ye Junhao, had the chance to watch a good show from Li Dongyang.
Zhou Mengzhu was a capable person who could attract Li Dongyang's soul.
When he thought about how his wife had never dreamt that Li Dongyang would marry and have children, Ye Junhao's smile froze.
Could it be that Li Dongyang had only moved his heart when he was in his forties and had not come to a conclusion in the end?
Who destroyed him and Zhou Mengzhu?
When he returned, he would ask Chuchen again. Although Ye Junhao would not take the initiative to help Li Dongyang, but he also did not want to see Li Dongyang and Zhou Mengzhu end up in tragedy, in case Li Dongyang's temperament changed drastically after falling out of love. He kept biting him and did not let go, preventing him from having a romantic relationship with Chuchen.
"Let's go to the jewelry store first."
Ye Junhao ordered in a low voice.
He picked up a few sets of jewelry beforehand and planned to pick them up on the way home before bringing them back to give to his wife.
Flowers were everywhere in the courtyard, so he did not buy any more flowers.
The driver respectfully agreed.
Half an hour later.
Ye Junhao saw the two of them standing at the entrance of the villa from afar. Their small hands were tightly holding onto the door.
"Dad, dad."
Mu recognized his dad's car. He waved his little hands happily and called out to his dad.
"Brother-in-law, brother-in-law."
Mu Tianci did not want to be outdone. He also waved his little hand and shouted at the top of his lungs.
Chuchen, who was painting under the pavilion, heard the happy cries of the two little ones. She knew that her man had returned. She put down the brush and got up to walk out of the pavilion.
Ye Junhao's car stopped at the entrance of the villa. The maids had rushed over to open the door.
Once he got out of the car, the two little ones swaggered towards him.
Ye Mu was afraid that his little uncle would snatch his father away, so he ran especially fast.
Mu Tianci was a little younger, a little fatter, and he ran slowly. When he ran to his brother-in-law, his nephew had already completely occupied his brother-in-law's arms.
Fortunately, his brother-in-law was very fair. He bent down and stretched out his long arms, easily picking him up and letting him face his nephew face to face.
Chuchen walked over with a smile, "Hubby, you are back. Mu and Tianci have been waiting here for a while. No matter how I tried to persuade them, they refused to enter the house."
Ye Junhao carried the two children and walked in front of Chuchen. He bent down. He put the two children on the ground and looked at his wife lovingly. He reached out and grabbed one of Chuchen's hands. His other hand pressed against her forehead. He gently wiped her sweat.
"It's such a hot day. Why aren't you lying in the room?"
Mu looked up at his parents, showing off their affection.
He knew that as long as his mother came over, even if he waited for his father for half an hour, his father would not be able to see his efforts.
He was so sad!
Mu tilted his head and saw that his little uncle was also there. He was also forgotten by his father to go to Gua Wa. Mu's mood was a little better.
"I was sitting under the pavilion. Although the weather is hot, there is wind today. It is quite cool."
Jun Hao looked towards the pavilion and saw the easel. He held Chuchen's hand and walked towards the pavilion. As he walked, he said to her, "Didn't I arrange a job for you? Why are you painting? After sitting for a long time, would the wound hurt? Don't sit for too long. If the wound hurts, I will smash your painting rack. "
The driver handed the few sets of jewelry that his young master bought to the servant who opened the door. He told the servant clearly and motioned for the servant to bring them into the house. When the young master wanted to present the treasures, he could immediately give them to him.