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Chapter 843 Don't mention it again, I don't like it (2)

"Pretend!" Mu Han snorted coldly, and cast a displeased glance at Bo Huan: "Why, you seem to admire him very much!"

"No, I'm just surprised!" Bo Huan smiled, knowing how jealous the man in front of him was, so he didn't say much, and changed the subject: "Tomorrow is Mu Bao's first day in kindergarten, shall we send him off together?"

"It's too early, you go to bed, I'll see you off."

Hearing Mu Hanchen's words, Mu Bao frowned, and just as he was about to speak, he heard Bo Huan say, "No, I promised my son to send him off, is it a baby?"

Saying that, Bo Huan raised his hand and pinched Mu Bao's little face: "Mu Bao must obediently listen to the teacher in the kindergarten, okay?"

Mu Hanshen spent so much money, Mu Bao would not be bullied in the kindergarten.

What she was afraid of was that he would not be able to blend into that atmosphere.

Hearing his mother's words, the little guy breathed a sigh of relief, and moved a little closer to her, lying obediently in his arms with his little face.

The scene of the family snuggling up to each other makes people envious.

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After returning home, Bo Huan went to the bathroom.

When he came out, he happened to see Mu Hanchen staring at the TV and watching the news.

What was reported in the news was the picture of Bo Anguo setting up the funeral home.

There were very few people in the entire hall, and it looked extremely deserted.

Because of Bo Xuewei's previous reputation in the entertainment circle, some unscrupulous reporters went to the mourning hall to shoot for the sake of popularity.

In the video, Bo Xuewei is wearing a black overcoat with long hair and shawl kneeling in front of Bo Anguo's mourning hall, staring blankly at the empty gate.

Xia Chunhua had already fainted from crying, and was slumped on a chair, someone was comforting her.

If this scene happened to someone else, Bo Huan might still sympathize.

But in Bo Anguo's family...

Ah!
When my mother died, there was not even a decent auditorium.

Seeing Bo Huan come out, Mu Hanchen immediately turned off the TV, patted the place beside him: "Come here!"

Bo Huan obediently walked over to Mu Hanchen and sat down, handed him the hair dryer as usual, and lay down in his arms.

The hair dryer sounded, and the warm air was hovering above the head. The man carefully brushed the girl's soft hair for fear of hurting her, just like treating a priceless treasure.

"Mu Hanchen, why haven't you heard about the Mu family recently?"

In the past, in twos and threes, I always saw Guying report the incident with an ugly face.

But since he went to Mu's house and came back, everything has been calm.

"The last time you went back to Mu's house, what did you do?"

Hearing Bo Huan's words, Mu Han frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Separate relationship with the Mu family!"

"How to draw the line?" Bo Huan opened his eyes and stared at him seriously: "Aren't your parents fighting each other? Are they willing to let you go?"

If he wanted to, he wouldn't have had such a hard time these years.

"Well, I'm relieved." Mu Hanchen turned off the hair dryer, used his fingers instead of a comb, and carefully arranged her hair: "Huanhuan..."

Mu Hanchen suddenly called her "Huanhuan", with a lingering and pleasant voice, and Bo Huan felt goose bumps all over his body.

"Huh?" Bo Huan sat up and stared at him seriously.

Mu Han pursed his lips, raised his hand to touch her face, and said in a deep voice, "Don't mention anyone in the Mu family again, I don't like it."

Bo Huan was slightly startled, and nodded knowingly: "Got it."

"Good girl!" Mu Han kissed Bo Huan lightly on the cheek, and pulled the quilt to cover her: "Go to bed first, I'll go to work."

(End of this chapter)