After the divorce, the domineering ex-husband was slapped in the face every day

Chapter 465 Birthday Present
Not bothering to talk to him, Mu Jinhuan lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

"where to?"

Mu Jinhuan picked up her bag and said, "Go and handle the discharge procedures for you."

Seeing that he was so messy, it seemed like there was no big problem at first glance, so we had to send him back to the Mo family quickly and stop making noises around her.

"Miss Mu, I've already done it."

Lin Xiao appeared at the door, holding discharge procedures and two breakfasts.

Mu Jinhuan glanced sideways at Lin Xiao, "Have you completed your mysterious mission?"

Lin Xiao nodded respectfully and accepted Mu Jinhuan's innuendo without any guilt, "Thanks to Miss Mu for taking care of my CEO, I can get things done without any distractions."

He raised the bag in his hand and shook it, "I bought breakfast. Miss Mu and Mr. Mo can eat it together."

Mu Jinhuan glanced at her watch and saw that it was getting late.She turned around and went into the bathroom next door to wash up. She could have breakfast here or go directly to the company.

Lin Xiao trotted in, took the breakfast out of the bag one by one, and placed it on the table.

After setting breakfast, Lin Xiao wisely exited the room and thoughtfully closed the door.

Standing outside the door, he let out a sigh of relief.

Judging from the proud look on his CEO's face, it seemed that he and his wife had a "very good time" last night.

It was rare for him to casually go to the garage to pick up the car. It seemed that his life would be much better in the next few days.

After breakfast, Mo Huainan wanted to send Mu Jinhuan off, but was ruthlessly rejected.

Mo Huainan had no choice but to help Mu Jinhuan check whether the car had been tampered with before letting her drive away by herself.

"For your birthday, remember to send me an invitation."

"Understood, long-winded."

He repeated this five or six times this morning.

When Mo Huainan saw her answer, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

It wasn't until Mu Jinhuan's car disappeared in the parking lot that Mo Huainan opened the door and got in the car.

Lin Xiao glanced at the rearview mirror and said, "Mr. Mo, what gift are you going to give Madam for her birthday this time?"

Mo Huainan looked out the window and said, "Keep it secret."

One morning a few days later, before it got dark, the Mu family villa was busy.A dozen servants came in and out, shuttling upstairs and downstairs.

Uncle Cheng stood on the stairs, directing everyone.

"Move the bouquet over there to the middle so that the lady can see it when she goes out."

"The silk fabric on the door is too ostentatious. Miss doesn't like tacky things, so take them all off!"

"Why hasn't the dress been delivered yet? Xiao Zhang, please call and hurry up!"

A young male servant was carrying gift boxes stacked high when he tripped and fell to the ground.

The gift box fell to the floor, making a loud noise.

The cleaning lady next to him quickly picked up the box and scolded him in a low voice, "Be careful, the lady is still asleep! Do you want to wake her up?"

On the far side of the ocean, a large studio is supported under the most iconic iron tower in country F that is world-renowned.

A slightly fat man entered a private dressing room carrying a glass of iced Americano, and trotted to the makeup mirror.

"My eldest young master, filming is about to start. The director and producers are waiting outside. Why are you still playing with your phone?"

The man on the chair had a pair of knife-carved facial features, and the skin exposed outside the costume was coated with a layer of bronze liquid foundation, giving him a sculpture-like wildness.

"Don't rush! Today is Mu Mu's birthday. I can't make it back, so of course I have to make amends to her!"

The man turned on the front camera of his phone, chose a suitable angle, and turned around to make a "shh" gesture.

Mu Jinhuan was woken up by the continuous vibrating sound of text messages on her phone like a bombardment.

Today is Sunday and her birthday.

Although she agreed to hold a birthday party for her eldest brother, there were only seven people including Pei Mufeng, Mo Huainan and Chi Gui.

So she didn't take this matter very seriously and went to bed very early last night.

She turned off the alarm clock and gave herself a lazy nap as a birthday gift.

The phone kept playing messages, Mu Jinhuan buried her head on the pillow, kicked the quilt irritably, and then she became more awake.

When I turned on my phone, countless messages crazily filled the screen.

I don’t know who leaked the news that her real birthday is today, and the Mu Group’s work group is currently conducting a blessing ceremony.

(End of this chapter)