My Reborn Wife Is Delicately Pretty

Mu Chuchen personally went to close the door.    

Ye Junhao stood not far from the door with his sleeping son in his arms. He waited quietly. He did not guess what his wife would talk to Master Sima about.    

In his opinion, Master Sima was a fraud. The reality had slapped him in the face.    

In the future, if anyone dared to say that his beloved wife was already dead, he would make the person who said those words become a dead person!    

No one knew what Mu Chuchen and Master Sima had talked about. Ye Junhao had been waiting outside for a long time, and Mu had been slowly waking up in his father's arms. Mu Chuchen had not come out yet.    

"Dad, where's mom?"    

Mu woke up and found that he was in his father's arms. It was still outside. It was not his father's resting room. The little guy asked instinctively.    

"Mom is inside."    

Ye Junhao originally did not care about Chuchen and Master Sima talking, but the two of them had stayed inside for too long. His face became serious.    

He could not help but think of Chuchen's dream.    

In the dream, Chuchen died in the end.    

Could it be that the person mentioned by Fraud Sima was referring to the Chuchen in the dream?    

Chuchen's dream was too long, just like a person's short life.    

There were also many people involved.    

But when she said it was a dream, she was really alive. Whether she was a human or a ghost, no one knew better than him.    

Ye Junhao thought he was smart, but he still could not figure it out.    

"What is mom doing inside?"    

Mu asked curiously.    

His mom was inside, but his dad was standing outside with him in his arms. This did not seem like the way his parents interacted with each other.    

"I have something to do."    

Mu looked at his father and nodded as if he did not understand. He hugged his father's neck with both hands and leaned his head on his father's shoulder.    

"Dad."    

"Yes."    

"Dad."    

Ye Junhao lightly patted his son's back, knowing that the little guy wanted to act spoiled.    

"Dad will celebrate Mu's birthday after he's done with his work for the next two days. What present does Mu want?" Ye Junhao had actually prepared a gift for his son a long time ago.    

The old man asked him to bring his wife and son back to the old residence to celebrate Mu's birthday.    

The little guy's birthday was three years old, and he didn't plan to hold a big celebration. However, his family still had to gather for a meal. Mu was the first child of the Jun Family and Ye Family's generation, and he was the only one present.    

"What kind of gift does dad give Mu? Mu likes it."    

Mu didn't lack anything, and he really couldn't think of what he wanted.    

The cold and hard lines on Ye Junhao's face softened a little, "Our Mu is really easy to satisfy."    

"Dad, is it time to recharge after my birthday?"    

"Yes."    

Mu held his father's neck tightly and said reluctantly, "Dad, I will miss you."    

Ye Junhao smiled. "Dad will miss Mu too."    

At this time, the closed door opened.    

Mu Chuchen sent Master Sima out.    

Ye Junhao noticed that her eyes were still a little red and swollen. His gaze immediately sank. When he looked at Master Sima, his gaze was as sharp as a razor.    

If Mu Chuchen did not personally send Master Sima out and personally appoint Cheng Yun to send Master Sima out of the hotel, she said to all the bodyguards, "No one can stop Master Sima midway, and no one can make things difficult for the old man. Don't bother Master's peaceful life in the future."    

The bodyguards looked at Ye Junhao in unison.    

After Mu Chuchen finished giving instructions, she sent Master to the elevator entrance. When Cheng Yun braced himself and sent Master into the elevator, the elevator door closed and she turned around to look at the silent but cold man who was holding her son.