Sweet Love Reborn: Mu Ye Chasing His Wife Crematorium

Chapter 187 Investigation of Baba
office.

Mu Shihan stayed here because of the milk bag that suddenly appeared.

The little guy once again gained a lot of favor with his sweet little mouth and cute appearance. At this time, he was sitting on the sofa and consuming the food he got by relying on his face.

Mu Shifeng sat on the desk dangling his legs, his probing eyes fell on the sofa.

"Brother, who did he say was suspected to be his papa? Could it be Lao Qiao who was sent here by you?"

Mu Shihan gave his brother a cold look, "Are you blind?"

"Um... What if Old Qiao Toad just ate swan meat?"

At this time, after eating a bucket of fried chicken, Luo Xiyan raised his head eagerly and said to Cheng Feng beside him: "Shu Shu, I also want to eat some desserts from the family that raises a chicken."

Cheng Feng looked confused, "Raise a chicken?"

On the side, Master Mu said softly, "There seems to be a dessert shop downstairs called Yangzhiji!"

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at the same time.

After Luo Wanning arrived in Changchuan, she rushed to the hotel where the program crew was staying, but only after she contacted Li Shen did she find out that there was a problem with him.

She made dozens of calls to the little guy's cell phone but turned it off, and her heart suddenly seemed to be suspended tens of thousands of feet away from the ground.

Where would this kid go if he was unfamiliar with Qincheng?

Could it be that he really went to find grandma alone?
After struggling secretly for about 10 minutes, she decided to call Meng Hena to test it out.

As soon as the call was connected, Meng Hena proposed to talk to her grandson.

Luo Wanning's heart sank, so the little guy wasn't with her.

"Ah, Hui Bao fell asleep after playing tired, let's not wake him up."

"Then why are you calling me?" Meng Hena was a little dissatisfied.

"I'll tell you that I'm safe, and both Hui Bao and I have arrived in Changchuan safely, don't worry!"

Luo Wanning finished talking nonsense and directly put down the phone.

She caressed her beating heart, as if she had fallen into a net of fear.

How to do?
Where will this brat go?
The old mother was in a hurry to get angry, but a certain brat was eating and drinking in Mu Shifeng's office, while pricking up his ears to listen to the adults' conversations openly.

Mu Shifeng was still making various guesses about his papa, but in the end he was always scolded and blinded.

The little guy secretly glanced at the paralyzed man sitting behind the desk, thinking: You are blind too!
After his simple investigation, he dared to conclude that the other party was only bewitching Luo Wanning with that upside-down face.

In other aspects, it is really so-so.

Suddenly, Mu Shifeng's gaze fell.

The little guy raised his head after eating a black forest cake, his fleshy face was covered with cake crumbs, like a tabby cat.

His eyes, like spring water reflecting the starry sky, flashed with light, full of aura of agility.

Four eyes facing each other.

Mu Shifeng suddenly took off the pair of two hundred and fifty sunglasses on his face, and shouted anxiously: "Brother"

Since he was looking at the little guy calling brother, the latter tilted his head towards him.

"elder brother"

Mu Shifeng jumped off the table, ran to the sofa and picked up the little guy's round face and rubbed it.

After a while, he returned to the desk and repeated the same action to the man on the office chair.

Mu Shihan frowned and asked him what he wanted to do.

Cheng Feng watched Mr. Mu's weird movements from the side, and couldn't help asking curiously, "Mr. Mu, what's wrong with you?"

He was answered with a crisp "pop".

Come down again, the office is so quiet that you can hear a pin drop
Everyone looked at Mu Shifeng who slapped his mouth in astonishment.

Only Luo Xiyan took a sip of the milk tea on the table slowly.

"Hey, a bunch of idiots, it seems that my daddy really doesn't exist here!"

Mu Shifeng stood in front of the desk blankly, and after a long time he regained his composure.

He looked at the arrogant little milk bun on the sofa, and waved his hand behind him.

"Brother, is it possible for you to have a son?"

(End of this chapter)